Page 27 of Prince of Malice

He is deep in my throat and he controlsthe speed and motion of how I suck him as he holds my head tight in my hands and rams it down on his dick before releasing it slightly to pull up before ramming it back down again.

It is a face fucking like none I have ever had before.

I savor every taste, feel, and sensation of him. It all feels like how I had fantasized but somehow so much better.

Grabbing his hand on the back of my head, I tear it away from me, and gasps in surprise.

I have so much drool that spills out of my mouth.

He looks at me for a moment confused until I lift my head up from his groin, place both my hands on his hardened rod, and stroke it gently up and down, using my now available tongue to lick along his shaft all the way from the base until I reach his blushing tip and begin to suck on it again.

I softly pucker my lips around it and playfully tease it while still massaging his enormous cock. “Do you like that?” I taunt.

He can’t even say a word. Each placement of my lips delivers only another moan fromhis mouth. Every stroke causes his body to convulse slightly. He must be close.

I commit myself to choking on him again, shoving his shaft deep into my throat and almost choking on its size. This feels incredible.

He must think so, too, because soon his eyes roll back into his head. and I’m hit by the hot jet of his semen spewing down my throat.

There’s so much of it I can’t take it all.

I do my best to swallow it, but heavy drops of it fall from my mouth and land beside him on the seat.

“Fuck,” I exclaim.

“Don’t worry,” he says. “You can clean it up.”

Dominic grabs me by the throat and thrusts my face down into his puddle, feeling the white liquid stick to my face.

“Lick it up,” he commands.

I follow his word without hesitation and begin to lap it up. Feeling my rough tongue against the smooth seat and tasting the combination of leather and semen, my body is rocked by another overwhelming shiver.

This feels amazing.

9

DOMINIC

Lying curled up in the back seat of his car, Luca rests his head on my chest. I look around us, trying to get some understanding of the time but unable to see anything through the heavily steamed-up windows. I have completely lost track of time, and my head is still clouded from what we’ve just done.

Oh my god. I can’t believe what I’ve just done.

I just fooled around with Luca Valenti. Everything just spiraled out of control so quickly. One minute I’m screaming at him, then all of a sudden I’m holding his head and ramming it down into my crotch until Ihear him gag and my cock slides down his throat.

This feels like it was all just one massive mistake, but feeling his weight on me, the warmth of his body against mine, and I can’t even try to forget what we’ve just been through. That felt…right.

Looking down at him resting on top of me, Luca meets my eyes as he shifts slightly and turns his head up toward me. His blue eyes are full of need.

His face turns to a small smile. “Hi,” he says softly.

“Hey.” A feeling of pure warmth rises in my chest. “You doing okay?”

Luca takes a single long, shaky breath, “Yeah.” He moves his hand up my chest and rests it there. “Was that good for you?”

I take a moment to respond as I remember the flashing images of him getting out of the car to check on me, me taking him on the back seat, and now the sight of him lying with me. “Yeah. It was good for me too.”

“Too?” he asks, his smile turning wry.

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