Page 94 of Taming a Menace
“Why does it feel like we’re moving?” I questioned, trying to stay focused on the possible danger.
“That’s for me to worry about. You need to be worried about cumming on this dick,” he instructed.
“I’m trying.” I nodded.
“Don’t try, mama. Get yours. I’m not gonna keep telling you that.”
“What are you going to do if I don’t?” I teased him.
“Fuck you until you have no choice but to cum on this shit. You want that instead?”
“Is that supposed to be a threat?” I challenged.
“It’s an offer,” he countered. “Stop talking and ride this dick.”
Instead of indulging in further conversation with me, Key moved my hands from his shoulders to my sides. He wrapped his arms around me to hold my hands by my sides, then he laid his head on my chest. As he held my hands behind my back, he bounced me on his dick just a little faster. That was enough to distract me again. Plus we weren’t moving anymore, at least not that I could tell.
“Oh, shit!” I screamed, throwing my head back as the burning sensation at my core started to turn into a fire.
“I know, baby. I know,” he whispered against my skin as he kissed his way down my shoulder and back up to my neck.
“Key, I can’t.”
“Yes you can, baby. Just get it. Get what you need, mama.”
“Yes, baby,” I whispered, rolling my hips to meet his thrusts.
His hand clamped down over my throat again as he asked, “Is that my name?”
“Uh-uh.” I shook my head wishing that I could see his handsome face. “Please, I need to see your eyes,” I begged.
“You wanna see daddy’s eyes?”
“Yes, daddy. Please. I need to see your face.”
“Cum on daddy’s dick first. I need you to be calm when I take this mask off of you, Iyla.”
“I will.”
He didn’t say anything before standing and pressing my back against a wall. His moans were desperate and tortured as he fucked me unmercifully against the wall. The combination of thepressure and the visceral way he enjoyed my body created an orgasm so powerful that it almost ripped me to shreds.
“Fuck!” I screamed as my essence drenched us both at the center.
“That’s right, baby. Cum for daddy. Let me know that I’m up in this shit.”
“I’m cumming,” I announced, snapping my eyes together as I saw stars.
“Who am I?”
“Daddy,” I grumbled weakly.
“Hm? Tell me who I am, baby,” he demanded.
“Daddy!” I screamed.
“Fuckin’ right!”
He kept the same energy as he buried his face in my neck. He released spurts of air from his nostrils. Keywan’s breathing steadied before mine. I was still floating somewhere in the clouds when he released my arms and cupped my face in his hands. He plunged his tongue in my mouth, and I eagerly welcomed it. I would never get over his mouth. I held the back of his head to deepen our kiss.
