Page 85 of Major Penalty

He looks devastating.

“Get back here.” He points his chin to the floor in front of him.

I swallow, my heart pounding as I walk toward him. When I reach him, I drop to my knees without hesitation, my body begging for whatever he has to give. His fingers tangle in my hair, holding me still with his left hand, and every inch of my skin prickles with need.

“You’ve never done this before?” he asks, brushing the head of his cock against my lips. I can feel the warmth of him, the slickness of his precum as he smears it across my mouth like lipstick.

“No,” I answer him truthfully, my voice barely a whisper.

“Should I teach you how to suck my cock, little thing?”

My cheeks burn, but I nod. He raises a dark brow, and I already know what he’s going to say, so I get ahead of him.

“Yes, please.” I use my words, just like he wants.

“A fast learner.” His grip on my hair tightens, and the tip of his cock presses more against my lips. My whole body shakes. I want this so bad it hurts. The heat, the hunger, it’s all crashing together in a desperate, aching need.

“Open,” he commands, and I part my lips. His thumb hooks around my bottom teeth and gently forces my jaw further down. “Taste it.” He slowly slides the head of his cock past my lips, and his thumb disappears, making room for him. A moan crawls up my throat, and my eyes flutter shut. Heat explodes deep in my core as I take him into my mouth, feeling the width, hot and hard. The salty taste explodes on my tongue. I feel another rush of heat between my thighs as he groans above me.

“Fuck,” he curses, his hand guiding my head as he starts to push in deeper. “I’ve imagined my dick in your mouth so many times.”

My response is a muffled moan around his cock. My hands instinctively fly up to his strong thighs, steadying me. My tongue presses against the underside of his shaft as he slides further into my mouth.

“That’s it. Take me deeper,” he praises, his voice rough. “I want to feel every fucking inch of that sweet mouth.”

He moves his hand from my hair to my neck, his fingers pressing lightly against my throat as he starts to thrust, shallow at first, but with each movement, he pushes deeper, his cock hitting closer to the back of my throat. My body is loving every second of the intrusion. I take more of him, using his thighs to pull myself forward, tears pricking at the corners of my eyes. I can’t believe all of this was inside me.

“Relax your throat,” he commands, while pulling out of my mouth and sliding back in even deeper. “Now, suck me harder.”

I do as he says, forcing myself to breathe through my nose as he fucks my mouth, his movements speeding up but still controlled. His grip on my neck tightens, and he groans, the sound sending liquid fire between my thighs.

“Fuck, the things I’m gonna do to you if you keep sucking me like that,” he whispers, his voice strained.

His grip in my hair tightens enough to make my scalp sting, and a broken sound escapes me, vibrating around his cock. A low groan rumbles through him, and I feel him twitch in my mouth. I want to hear more; I want to make him moan. I angle my head down, trying to take more in.

His hand coils in my hair, guiding me back as he slides out, leaving just the tip resting on my tongue.

“You don’t get to gag on it,” he murmurs, voice low and commanding, “until I say so.”

I nod, or try to, his eyes locked on mine, dark and hungry.

“Now, open.”

I obey. My mouth stretches, and he fills me again—iron-hard, pulsing, and demanding.

“Good girl,” he rasps.

I hollow my cheeks, seal my lips around him, and suck, sliding my tongue underneath, and the sound he makes… Oh, God. It lights up in me. Makes me want to break every rule I’ve ever followed.

I moan around him, increasing my pace. “Christ,” he growls, “Do you want to choke on it, little thing?”

“Yes,” I pant, my body burning between my thighs, throbbing with every filthy word he says. Every rough tug on my hair, every command.

I’m not even thinking anymore; I’m just reacting. I want him to keep praising me. I want to taste his cum so bad, it’s dizzying.

He hums, his eyes blazing with need, and he pushes into my mouth, this time going deeper. His thumb drags across my bottom lip where it stretches around his cock, and he tilts my head just slightly.

“Take more of it. I want to see how deep you can go.”

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