Page 155 of Treacherous
My eyes widen, but I scramble inside, nonetheless. Besides this moment, semi-public sex has never appealed to me, however, I couldn’t give a single fuck. Jayden flicks the light on, casting an incandescent orange glow over us.
I drop to my knees without complaint. Usually, I would put up more of a fight, but I’ve been dreaming about having Jayden’s cock in my mouth for days.
My knees dig into the harsh, concrete floor, but I ignore the pain, focusing on my overheated core.
“My perfect little slut,” Jayden grunts, a hand reaching out to grab my braid.
He yanks my hair, tears pricking the corner of my eyes. I muffle a groan, revelling in the control he has over me.
“Take my cock out, Sweetheart.”
My gaze flicks between Jayden’s eyes and crotch. I dip my hand under the waistband of his pants, then his boxers. I tug them to pool around Jayden’s feet, leaving me to stare at his large cock.
Both of us moan when my hand wraps around him. I squeeze harder, bringing my thumb to circle the tip.
Jayden groans, his grip on my hair becomes tighter. “Harder, Willow.”
I lick my lips, loving the effect I have on him. It’s fucking exhilarating.
Gripping his cock, I slide my hand up and down. He jerks in my hand, flames rushing to my clit. I want to reach between my thighs and touch myself, just to see what he would do.
I look up, my eyes remaining on him. A smirk curves on my lips as I inch my unoccupied hand closer to my cunt.
“Don’t even think about touching yourself, you don’t get to come until I say. Hands behind your back.” I listen.
Jayden rakes his gaze over my face, his thumb brushes over my lips. “Open.”
I suck in a breath, obeying his command. Jayden steps closer to me, the dull light falling directly over his cock. I can’t look away from his length or the protruding vein running up the side. Without warning, he thrusts himself inside my mouth.
My groan is muffled around his cock, causing it to jerk inside me. I suck, hollowing my cheeks to take him further down my throat.
I squeeze my hands together, not wanting to move them. Jayden’s grunts consume the tiny space, and I pray that no one else needs to use this arena today.
“Taking…me so…well, Red.” His words are interrupted by pants, which spurs me on further.
I bob my head, swirling my tongue around him. Jayden’s grip on my hair loosens, bringing my attention to his body. I look up, fluttering my lashes, and stare into his molten eyes.
“Fuck, Willow. Stay still for me, I need to use–”
His grunts turn to whimpers, and it feels amazing. I’ve got Jayden to somewhat lose control. The irony isn’t lost on me, since he believed I was going to be athismercy.
Jayden’s tattooed arm cups my face, the other resuming its tight grip on my hair. Physically, I can no longer move my head. My stomach churns, but I shove the anxiety away.
Jayden’s thrusts become frantic, messy. I gag, throat constricting as more tears well in my eyes. I watch Jayden, his jaw clenching, and the veins in his arm bulge.
God, he is so fucking hot.
I move my arms to grab onto his muscular thighs, needing something to balance. I dig my nails into his skin, eliciting another grunt. He continues to fuck my face, his rhythm fast and unrelenting.
Every powerful thrust has me clenching my legs together, wishing for any type of friction against my clit.
Jayden pulls back, and I take it as an opportunity to breathe. “Are you going to swallow my cum like the greedy slut, you are?
My voice is hoarse; I’m still trying to regain my breath. “Yes.”
As soon as the words leave my mouth, Jayden shoves his cock inside me. I moan around his length. He resumes his tight grip on my face and hair.
I can only watch as his thighs and abdomen contract, as Jayden’s length jerks, hitting the back of my throat. On the next thrust, hot, salty liquid fills me. I choke it down, swallowing every drop of his cum.
