Page 31 of Control Line

It was her. Her phoenix had risen from the ashes so many times it would never be whole again, yet still it would rise and try. And just like Zee, it had to learn to fly with just one good wing and half-whole.

The only other ink she had was a meat tag under her left arm about a third of the way down her ribs. That was it for her. Most people wanted more and more. Not Zee. He body said enough with the phoenix and the dog tag.

When he’d had significant time to see her ink, she turned. It was now or never.

“I already showered. I was thinking, maybe I could do that for you.” She nodded her head toward his erection. Her eyes had adjusted enough to see him somewhat and he was squeezing his dick so hard she was afraid the piercings at the tip might rupture.

Without giving him time to answer or herself a chance to chicken out, she stepped forward and dropped to her knees. This was it. No going back. Her heart beat so hard against her breast she thought he was going to hear it.

He released the hold on his dick and looked down at her, saying nothing. With just her tongue touching him, she licked the silky drop from the head and caught the piercings in her mouth, giving them a slight tug.

Barney’s sharp intake encouraged her. Not breaking eye contact, she took him into her mouth and sucked the head.

“Fuck.”

Releasing the head, she sucked down the underside all the way to his sac. It surprised her to find a piercing there, too. She may have to look up what they were called, but she knew they’d feel amazing.

Licking her way back to the top, she took him in her mouth again. This time, she worked back and forth until she could swallow a decent length of him.

“Shit, doll. That sassy mouth of yours is amazing.” He fisted her short hair in one hand and micro thrust up, testing her gag reflex. When she swallowed rather than gagged, he stroked her neck with his other, drawing his thumb up and down her throat.

“I need to fuck your face. . .hard.”

His words made her moan, which came out as a vibrating hum. “Fuck, is that a yes?”

His voice had a desperate edge to it and his micro thrusts weren’t so micro anymore. She loved that she’d brought him to that point.

Another hum and her ramming her mouth down as far as she could was her answer. He was an impatient man and was already thrusting up as she went down.

Barney did what he said, he fucked her face hard. Tears were flowing and she gagged a few times, which was a first for her, but she had never had four silver balls rammed down her throat at the tip of a cock before.

“Fuck,” accompanied every thrust. It seemed to be the only word he knew.

She loved every minute of it.

With one final deep thrust, her lip was buried against a barbell and hair while Barney pulsed cum down her throat. And she swallowed.

“Swallow it. Every fucking drop, doll,” he gritted out as she did as he commanded. He didn’t ask permission or warn her he was coming. She guessed he took her face fuck agreement to encompass all that entailed, and it did.

Barney slipped from her mouth and reached down, pulling her up on his lap. He buried his nose in the crook of her neck and praised her.

She ate up every word and fed it to her heart.

Oops, so much for keeping that organ out of the mix.

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