Page 22 of Double Dare

I stop in front of him, careful not to step in the rice, as he drops his pants and steps out of them.

“Kneel” is all he says, placing a hand on my shoulder, urging me to the ground.

I do it, planting my knees behind the line of rice, then look up to him.

He shakes his head with that sexy smirk. “On the rice, love.”

I raise a brow but do as he says. Lifting my knees, I place them on the rice, lowering my weight down slowly. The tiny grains dig into my skin and hit my bones. It’s uncomfortable and painful, but his hand on my shoulder won’t let me move.

“All this time I’ve pleased you. Now, you’re going to please me as I punish you. Understand?”

I squeeze my eyes together for a second, trying to remain calm before opening them again. “Yes.”

“Good. Now open your mouth.”

When I do, he grips his cock at the base and slides it slowly over my tongue. When I feel him hit the back of my throat, I close my lips around him.

“Suck,” he hisses.

I bob my head, keeping my eyes locked on his, obeying his command. Over and over, his cock slides over my tongue and hits the back of my throat until I’m gagging, but it doesn’t stop him.

Gripping either side of my head, he holds me in place and fucks my face. He dives further into my mouth and past my tongue. I can feel the tip of his length curve and contort to slide down my throat, and it makes my eyes water.

He removes himself, letting me finally catch a breath. Drool spills from my mouth and down my chin. Tears streak my cheeks, and my knees are on fire. I try to raise up slightly, but his hands are on my shoulders before I can.

“We’re not done, love.”

I nod, defeated, and wipe the spit from my chin before laying my palms flat in my lap.

He slides back into my mouth more aggressively this time but lets me take over. I keep a steady tempo, swirling my tongue as I move back and forth. The rocking only makes my knees hurt more. Each movement shifts the grains and places them somewhere new beneath me.

I try not to cry out as he reaches behind my head and grips my braid, but the pulling on my scalp hurts. This whole thing is erotic and painful, and I feel every emotion inside of me threatening to spill over.

He tugs my hair, making me drop his cock from my mouth, and pulls me to my feet. “Have you learned your lesson?”

Tears blur my vision as I try to look at him. “Yes.”

“Good.” He kisses the corner of my mouth the same way I did him before pushing me back to my knees.

CHAPTER ELEVEN

ADRIAN

Her mouth is heaven. Wet, warm, soft, and the perfect size for my cock. “You see how nicely I fit, love? Your mouth was made for me,” I praise, staring down into her watery eyes.

I thought I was done with her and she had had enough, but seeing her below me—completely vulnerable and willing—made the dark side of me come out to play. Having her so eagerly take me into her mouth amidst the pain I know she’s feeling fills me with pride. She’s finally listening, ready to obey my every command.

When my balls start to tighten and I know I’m going to come, I pull her to her feet again. Her mouth isn’t where I want my seed. I want it deep inside of her cunt, crawling up into her belly. I want her so full of me so I’m the only thing she thinks about. I want her completely and utterly obsessed and ruined for any other man.

I want her to know and feel she’s mine.

Dragging her to the bed, I throw her onto her back. Raising her calves, I place them on my shoulders and line my cock up with her pussy. Arousal glistens in the light and runs down the inside of her thighs.

Stroking the wetness with my fingers, I bring it to my mouth and suck. “Mmm. So wet and ready for me. The pain turns you on, doesn’t it?”

She doesn’t need to reply because I already know her answer, but I want to hear her say it. I’m almost positive of the dirty thoughts that swim in her mind and the conflict she feels, but I want her to admit it.

“Answer me, love,” I order.

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