Page 121 of Chokehold
“I doubt he fucked you as good as this, huh?” He drags his wet tongue up the side of my neck and presses his lips to my ear. “I swear to fucking god, I will leave you bleeding and covered in cum, then I’ll hunt him down and kill him so fucking slowly he wishes he never put his hands on you.”
I sink my teeth into the fleshy part of his hand, and he hisses as he rips it away. “I never touched him.”
“No?”Thrust. “Have you already forgotten I broke his fucking nose in the cafeteria for kissing you?”
I groan with his next deep, savage thrust. He fucks me like he hates me and wants to brand himself on my soul. A tingle starts at my spine, and my balls draw up tight. His cock in my ass hurts so fucking good—hisangerfeels so fucking good.
“You don’t like it, do you? You don’t like that you’re jealous,” I taunt, just to get a reaction. “Tiago has the softest fucking lips?—”
He rams his cock deep, and it pulses as he snarls, “Shut the fuck up!”
Chuckles vibrate my chest. I can’t help but love how my dick leaks precum when he is this angry and possessive. I almost want to taunt him some more, but Cole is already at his breaking point, and he might snap if I do.
He presses the tip of the knife to my jugular, making my heart rate spike. “You’re mine, Blaise.”
“I’m yours,” I reply. “Only yours.”
My words seem to soothe the chaos brewing inside him. The knife falls to the floor, and he hauls me away from the door and slams me down on Mia’s vanity desk. Makeup products clatter to the floor, and the front legs lift off the ground with every hard thrust.
“Fuck,” I grunt and curl my fingers around the edge for something to hold on to. The vanity crashes against the wall, more items toppling to our feet. Blood smears the white surface.
Cole fists my hair and yanks my head up. Our eyes meet in the mirror. His are heavy with heady lust, a jaw clenched tight. A light sheen of sweat dampens his forehead.
“I’m gonna come inside you so fucking hard,” he says, watching my ass swallow his cock.
Moaning, I study my face and flushed cheeks in the mirror. I never thought I’d see the day I took a cock in my ass. I alwaysthought of myself as a topper, but I’ll bend the rules for Cole. I’ll let him unleash his inner demons on me, if only to see the pure erotic sadism in his eyes.
“Fuck me harder,” I plead, my dick pulsing and throbbing.
He smacks me hard, and I groan at the sharp, sudden sting on my ass cheek. Fuck… Cole is ruthless.
Three more thrusts. “Fuck…fuck, fuck, fuck.” He buries his cock deep and grabs my neck while his cock pulses his release. A guttural groan rumbles in his chest. The feel of his hot cum spilling inside me has me moaning his name and trembling.
Before we can catch our breath, he drops to his knees behind me and spreads my ass cheeks. “I love seeing my cum drip from this perfect ass.”
“Jesus Christ,” I choke out when his wicked mouth descends on my back hole.Holy fuck.
“Fuck yourself,” he orders, lapping up his cum as it leaks out of me. “Make yourself come.” His tongue circles my entrance, and he groans as he grips me tighter and forces his tongue inside me. He slurps and licks before biting my ass cheek while I jerk my length almost frantically. My panting breaths steam up the mirror in front of me. There’s a photograph of me and Mia at the ski resort taped to it. She looks so fucking happy in my arms, beaming at the camera. I break out in a cold sweat—so close, so fucking close.
“Such a filthy little brother.”
I can hear the smile in his voice before he sucks my balls into his mouth. “Fuck, that feels good,” I grunt, and he sucks harder. A hiss escapes through my teeth. I’m right at the edge.
My arm is cramping up. I groan and bite my lip. The sound of slapping skin mixes with my heavy breaths.
I’m just about to fall over the edge, when Cole pulls me up by my arm. He guides me over to the bed and lines his chest up with my back before reaching around to circle his fingers around mydick. “Hands at your sides,” he whispers against the curve of my neck where it meets my shoulders. “Now…” His damp lips find my ear. “You’re gonna be a good boy for me and leave your ex a parting gift.”
Shuddering, I fist my hands. His touch feels out of this world. He works my dick like a pro with firm strokes that drive me wild.
“I want you to come all over her pink sheets, fluffy cushions, and teddy bears, got it? You gonna come hard for me? Harder than you ever have?”
My head falls back against his shoulder. I can’t think about anything but the sensation of his big hand on my cock.
“She could never make you feel this good, could she?”
I shake my head and wet my lips. “No…”
“That’s right. No one can. You’re mine. Only fucking mine. From this moment on, no one, and I mean fucking no one, touches this dick except for me.”
