Page 65 of Run, Little Rabbit

His weight disappears from my back, and then he’s hauling me to my knees, putting me exactly where he wanted me in the first place.

Niki steps in front of me, looking triumphant. “Well, look at you, baby. Don’t you look pretty on your knees.”

“Let me go this instant or—”

Niki slaps my face so hard the sting burns my cheek. My head reels. Heslappedme.

Then he grips my chin, forcing me to look up at him. “Or what?”

I can’t form a response. Shock and surprise mix with anger at his audacity. At his damn fuckingnerve.

He digs his fingers into the side of my cheeks, pushing against my teeth and the joint of my jaw.

I let my mouth fall open, so he doesn’t actually break my jaw.

“That’s it, baby. Such a good boy.”

Then he leans closer, and I think he’s going to kiss me, but he doesn’t. He spits in my mouth.

Bold as fucking brass.

He spits in mymouth.

He squeezes my cheeks again. “Swallow.”

I do as I’m told, and he purrs again, the sound coming from somewhere deep in his chest, and I fucking preen.

He undoes his trousers with his free hand and pulls out his cock. His very big, very erect cock.

“Fuck,” I groan as he fists his hand up and down it.

My own dick presses uncomfortably against my trousers, and it frustrates me that I can’t do anything about it. It throbs to the point it’s almost painful.

Niki releases my jaw and grabs my hair instead, his fingers scraping against my skull. Electric jolts of desire zip along my nerve endings as he pulls and twists my hair.

My mouth still hangs open, and Niki slides his dick along my tongue, all the way to the back of my throat. He stays like that for a moment, his eyes holding mine and a wolfish grin curling his mouth. He waits until the minute my jaw completely relaxes, and then he rams his dick down my throat in one harsh thrust.

My nose brushes against his groin, and he cuts off my ability to breathe.

Fuck. I can’t breathe. Can’t fight back.

My back arches as I try to pull away, but his hands twist my hair even more. I’ve no choice but to take it.

The edges of my vision blur, my pulse pounds frantically and I’m pretty sure Niki is developing a twin.

He pulls out, and I manage one blessed drag of air into my lungs before he’s ramming himself back into my throat.

Tears roll down my cheeks, and my fingers spasm and flinch uselessly behind me.

Over and over he hits the back of my throat, forcing me to take him. There’s a look of pure bliss on his face, and it makes the pain worth it. There's some twisted part of me that revels in the pain because it’smypain that he’s enjoying.

He pulls out again and gives me a moment to drag sweet oxygen deep into my lungs. Every breath I take burns. My jaw aches and saliva runs down my chin.

“You’re fucking beautiful like this, Max. Seeing you such a mess is a fucking turn on.”

He swipes his thumbs through my tears; his touch is gentle, and I lean into it.

“We’re not done yet, baby. You’re going to let me cum in your mouth, but you’re not going to swallow. Understand?”

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