Page 35 of Brutal Mercy

Experimentally, I move my mouth down his shaft, taking more and more of his length inside. But it hits my gag reflex, and I panic, releasing him for a moment.

“You’re doing so well. Go slower until you know how much you can take.”

“Okay.” I’m determined to get this right. I want to make him come too.

I take him inside again. And flick my gaze up to him. Lust envelops me at his carnal stare. He’s entranced by my mouth on him.

And it adds fuel to my desire to please him, to make him feel good.

It takes a few passes before I find a rhythm, but before long, my mouth is moving up and down his dick. I wouldn’t say I’m a pro yet, but I’ll get there.

And I wonder if I can deep throat him.

I’ve seen it done. And drawing on what I’ve seen in porn, I open my mouth as wide as I can, stretching my jaw. Progressing slowly, breathing through my nose, I swallow inch after inch until I feel him in the back of my throat and can’t breathe. My eyes water as I stare up at him with his cock down my throat.

“Fuck, Luna. That’s it. You’re such a good girl, taking me inside you that deep. Makes me what to fuck your mouth,” he growls.

At his praise, I release his shaft and pant. “Do it. I want you to. Fuck my mouth.”

“Don’t tempt me.”

“Why not? We’re married. And I want you to. I know you’re going to say I’m injured, but I’m recovering nicely. Do it, husband, I want you to. Fuck my mouth.”

His eyes turn into blue infernos. With a deep, rattling growl that makes my pussy clench, he grips my head. “Smack my thigh if you need me to stop.”

I nod and open my mouth.

He guides his length inside, pushing deep, making me widen my mouth until it’s stretched so far it rides the edge of pain. I tell myself to relax, breathing through my nose. My eyes water as he pushes past my gag reflex, and my throat closes around him.

And for a moment, I can’t breathe. Tears trail down my face. But then he withdraws and does it again. Only this time I’m prepared.

“Look at you, taking my cock like a good girl. That’s it. Give me your tears,mi dealuna, because I will cherish them.”

I moan as he shuttles his shaft, quickening his thrusts. My hands go to his thighs, needing something to hold on to as he pumps his cock down my throat.

My throat finally relaxes, letting him glide even deeper. And I realize I love this. I start sucking, trying to draw him even deeper inside me. I slide my hands around him and grip his ass.

“Jesus, fuck. That’s it. Suck my dick,” he grunts. “I can’t wait to sink into your pretty cunt. It’s all I can think about.”

It’s all I think about too. I tell him that with my eyes, never taking them off his handsome face. It thrills me to see him this undone. To watch this man unravel and see the control he wears like a shield of armor slip.

And it’s because of me and my mouth. I’m making him lose control. My doubts fall by the wayside, and a seductive feminine power suffuses me. It’s my turn to make him writhe. And I redouble my efforts. I want to see what he looks like when he comes. I want to taste him and swallow his semen.

I’m greedy for it.

His hips flex. He yanks me up and down his length with increasing speed. He grits out, “You going to swallow my cum, babe, like a good girl?”

I moan around his dick in response.

His cock lengthens and jolts as his climax hits. “Fuck yeah, that’s it.”

Hot splashes of cum fill my mouth, and I work my throat, swallowing every drop. Hades thrusts until his balls are empty.

With a final lick, I release his softening shaft and sit back on my haunches, catching my breath.

Between the two of us, we barely have any clothes on. He bends down and hauls me into his arms. But I go willingly, hooking my arms around his broad shoulders.

We both groan at the feel of our nearly naked bodies pressed together.

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