Page 112 of Beyond the Blue Horizon
Like it was gravity.
No way to evade the attraction that dragged me into his orbit.
Theo hissed as I swallowed him down as far as I could, my lips stretched to the point of pain as I gagged around his fat, hard length.
His hand tightened in my hair. “That’s it. So fuckin’ good. This mouth. Sweet fuckin’ paradise.”
Each word was coarse gravel, and his stomach flexed and bowed as he tried to maintain control.
He wound his other hand into my hair so he was holding my head on both sides.
His muttered words were grit that filtered out into the energy that whipped around us.
A storm that surged in from the ends of the world.
“Going to fuck your mouth. Tell me you’re going to like it.”
My nod was spastic, and that dark arrogance was stealing to the edge of his mouth as he pulled all the way back then drove in.
Hard and deep.
“Such a good girl, aren’t you? Letting me own you the way I was meant to do?”
I gagged around him as a rush of lust went sailing through my body.
An ember that sparked.
Because I loved it. Loved the way it felt to let go.
To give in.
To feel something other than the vacancy that had left me depleted.
Emptiness had been my constant partner, and the only thing that had been there to fill it was the fear.
And with him…
“This mouth is heaven, Piper.” He grunted as his hands tightened in my hair before he withdrew then surged forward again. “Nirvana.”
His hands slipped down to my jaw, and he angled my head back a fraction.
Theo was a dusky tower above me.
Casting me in shadow while the only thing I could see was him.
He was nothing but cruel, perfect barbarity as he began to fuck my mouth the way he’d promised. Pulling out then driving back in. He quickened his pace with each plunge of his dick.
“How’s this sweet, dirty mouth the best thing I’ve ever felt? Nothing like it,” he grunted.
He kept rocking, harder and harder with each thrust. Low, grating words spilled into the room and drove the frenzy higher. “Everything about you. Want it all, Piper. Want to consume you in every way, the same way as you’re consuming me.”
I thought that maybe he’d gone delirious. That he’d gotten caught up the same way as he’d taken me.
No discretion to be found in the praise that tumbled off his tongue.
Desire boiled in my stomach, and another wave of lust battered through my insides as I stared up at this foreboding man.
One I knew full well I shouldn’t put my trust in, but I couldn’t help the wash of submission that flooded me right then.
