Page 33 of Secret Confession
“Yes, Daddy,” she mutters, her cheeks heating further as she opens her mouth wide and swallows my cock, just as the boys burst through the door.
“Have you forgotten how to knock?” I snap, hoping my voice sounds the same as it normally does. I don’t want them to see how affected I am by the girl pulling my dick into her throat.
Marcus ignores my glare and rolls his eyes at me as he takes a seat in one of the chairs opposite my desk. “We’re in a bit of a rush,” he replies.
Thank fuck for that. The sooner they leave, the sooner I can fill my Little Lamb’s throat with my cum,I think to myself.
“What’s going on?” As I ask the question, I have to force myself to listen to the answer, when all I can focus on is the warm wet mouth enveloping my dick.
The boys take turns explaining that they’ve located Eddie, Bruce’s son, and that they want to grab him before he slips away from them again. Each time my tip hits the back of Courtney’s throat, I grow more frustrated with their long-winded story.
“Well, get on with it, then. Capture him and take him to our usual safehouse,” I snap, gripping the arms of my chair tighter to stop myself from thrusting into her sweet mouth.
“He’s staying in a Santoro dealer’s house,” Miles says, like that’s a good enough explanation for why they haven’t moved on him yet.
I roll my eyes, but I’m not sure if it’s out of exasperation at them, or because of the immense fucking pleasure Courtney is giving me with each suck.
“You’ve already gotten Jacob’s permission to deal with this. If something goes wrong, I’ll smooth it over with Caleb afterwards. Just try to keep unnecessary casualties to a minimum,” I tell them.
“We’ve made Jacob aware,” Marcus adds, somewhat unhelpfully.
I grit my teeth as the overwhelming urge to let out a moan fills me when I look down and see Courtney with my cock deep in her throat as she swallows around me, driving me fucking crazy.
“When you have him, leave him alone overnight, to give him a false sense of security, and then tomorrow, we’ll go in and make him pay.”
I struggle to keep my voice straight as Courtney speeds up, pulling me into her throat as she twists her fist around the base of my shaft, wanking the length that’s not in her mouth.
“Sounds like a plan,” Marcus says, as Miles nods in agreement.
“Well, what are you waiting for? Get on with it,” I snap, gesturing towards the door with my head.
Marcus narrows his gaze on me as Miles heads straight for the door. “Did you skip your coffee this morning?” Marcus asks sarcastically.
“Shut the fucking door behind you,” I growl, rolling my eyes when my son simply chuckles as he waves at me from the doorway.
“Have a good day,” he says, sounding obnoxiously cheerful as he slams the door closed.
I count to five in my head, to give them the chance to get far enough away from my door before I let the last of my control slip. I rock my hips rapidly, fucking Courtney’s face roughly as she chokes and splutters on my cock.
Like the good little slut she is, she takes everything I give her, sucking and licking as much as she can as I use her mouth for my own pleasure.
It doesn’t take long for me to feel my balls starting to tingle as they draw tight, my muscles coiling as my orgasm rushes towards me at a rapid pace.
“Fuck, I’m going to come down your throat, Little Lamb. Swallow it all like a good slut,” I tell her, just seconds before I let out a loud roar.
My orgasm hits me like a tonne of bricks, taking my breath away as my cock pulsates, shooting rope after rope of cum down Courtney’s beautiful throat.
I watch her throat bob as she swallows everything I give her, my whole body tingling as she flicks her tongue over my piercing, cleaning up every last drop.
When I finally pull out, I take a moment to really look at the fucking gorgeous girl kneeling before me. Her eyes are red, and there are tears streaming down her cheeks from where I’ve blocked off her air. Spittle is dripping down her chin, pooling on her cleavage, as a small trickle of cum oozes from the corner of her mouth.
Her blonde hair is sticking up at all angles from where I’ve had my fist wrapped in it, giving her much more than the standard bed-head look. She looks thoroughly fucked, and I’ve never been more attracted to her.
I reach down and grab hold of her, lifting her as I slide my chair backwards. I stand up and place her on the edge of my desk, before leaning over and running my thumb over her cheeks, wiping away her tears. I use my other thumb to do the same to her lip, cleaning up the last of my cum.
I lean down and press my lips against hers, kissing her passionately. It’s my way of telling her how fucking proud I am of her. Not only with how quickly she learnt to take my cock, but that she was willing to follow my instructions and blow me while her brother was in the room. It was a big step in her handing over her trust to me, and it didn’t go unnoticed.
When I pull back, with a bright smile on my face, I’m a little surprised to see Courtney looking pensive, almost uncertain. I pause, giving her the time to vocalise whatever is bothering her.
