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PEPPER

I kept volleyingbetween the fear that I was terrible at this and the raw pleasure corrupting me.

Salt’s words hummed through me.

Keep sucking me, Pepper, before I fuck your throat without mercy.

The thing was, I wanted him to face fuck me.

I wanted him to be rough. I wanted to be used without mercy.

Something was happening to me, a dark yearning brought to the surface, eager to get a taste of what was happening between us.

My gaze trailed up his hard stomach to where his eyes feasted on me. Pleasure raptured his beautiful face, all the harsh lines of his jaw and cheekbones cast golden by the bedroom lights. I took his cock deeper, the salty taste of his cum sitting on my tongue. He grunted, his hips flexing, pushing his cock further.

Serving him feltright.

I loved the taste of him. I wanted to do this for hours. I could stay on my knees here, licking and teasing and sucking as long as he demanded.

I just wanted to make him come again.

A whimper escaped between sucking motions, my eyes watering as he hit the back of my throat. Salt released a low hiss, his hips bucking again.

“Fuck,” he grunted, his fingers flexing. Inked thorns and roses climbed up his forearms, veins bulging as he gripped the blankets. His body was a museum, intricate designs blending with simple ones. The wordminewas inked on the inside of his wrist. Possessive and demanding, just like him. “Fuck. You feel so good, Pepper. Are you wet, baby? Touch yourself.”

His words spun around me, wrapping me in their silky filth. I slid two fingers down to my pussy as I kept sucking, moaning. I pulled off just for a moment. “I’m so turned on,” I rasped. “I’ve never felt like this with someone before.”

“Me neither, baby.” I wasn’t sure if I believed him, even though he sounded genuinely tortured. His graveled voice became raspy as he reached for me. “Come here.”

The way he manhandled me sent a wave of shock through my entire body. I squeaked as he pulled me over him, turning me so my knees pressed into the blankets above his shoulders. “Wait,” I protested. “What are you doing?”

“Sit on my face while you choke on my cock,” he demanded.

“I don’t want to hurt you?—”

He slapped my ass hard enough I gasped.

“You won’t hurt me,” he said. His fingertips dug into my hips and he brought my pussy down on his face, shock rolling through me as his tongue brushed my clit.

Fuck.I went still, my brain short circuiting. Jeff had always refused to go down on me because he said it was gross, but Salt wasdemandingit. His breath was hot against my pussy, his fingers kneading me as his tongue circled my clit, drawing involuntary moans from me.

No one had ever touched me like this before. Without hesitation, without making some backhanded comment about my body. I’d always imagined someone wanting me like this, but I'd never experienced it. I was unnerved by his touch.

Was I too much? What if he didn’t like the taste of me? What if hurt him?

He suddenly slapped my ass again, shattering all of my self-doubt. His tongue drew back. “Pepper, I swear to fucking god if you don’t suck my cock right now, I’m going to force you to.”

That only made the pulsing between my thighs more intense.

He could tell. A low growl left him as he pushed a finger inside of me, rubbing a spot inside me that made me yelp.

“Fuck,” I groaned “What are you doing to me?”

“Pleasing you.”

A shiver rolled down my spine as I looked down at his beautiful cock, thick with veins bulging along the shaft. I circled the base and guided him to my mouth as he lapped at my clit.

I could barely think straight as I started to suck. My eyes closed as I focused on the sensation of him gliding in and out of my mouth, the weight of his cock on my tongue. He held me firmly in place, even as I tried to keep my weight lifted off him.

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