Page 22 of The War Revision
“Open big.”
“You’re so fucking bossy.” He glares at me. Like he doesn’t fucking crave my demanding attitude. “I know what I’m doing. I’m quite experienced.”
Tightening my grip on his hair, I grab his face, my fingers pushing on his cheeks firmly, but without hurting. “Don’t fucking care. If you want to do this, you do what I say.”
He mutters something under his breath but doesn’t move away.
“Now open. I want to fuck your throat.”
Kaiden lets out a shaky breath while still glaring at me, and very slowly he parts his lips. This show of reluctancy is exactly that: a show. We both know he’s dying for it. He’s such a vision, strong and damn beautiful kneeling at my feet, open mouth, pink tongue peeking out.
My dick is aching, chest burning. Does he know that even though I’m towering over him, he has all the power?
I grab my shaft and tap it a couple of times on his tongue, touching the barbell there and letting him get acquainted with the taste of my precum. Then I slip it in and down his throat till his nose hits my pubic hair. And fuck! His hot mouth is better than I imagined, and it’s doing its best to accommodate my big cock.
I know he has no gag reflex—he’s flaunted that piece of information every chance he got—so using his ponytail, I guide his head, bucking my hips at the same time. A long grunt escapes me, because holy fuck, his lips suction is tight and perfect. His tongue keeps lapping the underside of my cock on each pump. And that fucking piercing? The way his mouth is stretched? He’s going to make me come much faster than I thought.
“Fucking love when I shut your mouth,” I choke out. “Let me hear how much your throat likes to be fucked, darling.”
He mumbles something around me, and I piston inside faster, shutting him up with a smirk on my face. Soft moans hit my ears, and I bite my lip hard while experiencing the best face-fuck ever.
Kaiden’s sleek hair is spread over my thighs as he sucks with gusto. His nails are sinking into my ass cheek pulling my cock harder and faster inside his mouth. And his forest-green eyes are staring at me lust-drunk while I stuff his face. He shifts on his knees to unzip his jeans and stroke himself as he continues working me with everything he’s got.
Knowing that the feel of my dick ramming his throat makes him hot is the last straw. My chest almost bursts, my eyes roll back, and I let go. Stars explode, and I come almost knocking Kaiden back with the force of it. I thrust between his swollen lips, riding my orgasm as I give him a mouthful.
“Don’t swallow it,” I pant. “Hold it in your mouth.” As my body slows, he hums and moans around me while coming all over his hand, sending delicious vibrations that make my dick spurt some more.
When I’m completely spent, I lean back and pull out of his mouth. I slide my hands under his arms and lift him up on his feet. My arm wraps around his waist, expecting him to feel a bit unsteady. His knees must ache after being on the floor that long.
He still looks like he’s in a daze. Soft and relaxed against me. His ponytail is half-loose, a few locks have fallen down on his cheek. I tuck some behind his ear. His eyes widen at the tender gesture. Instead of contemplating the reason behind it, I swipe my tongue over the corner of his mouth where some of my jizz has leaked.
“I guess my cum is better than duct tape.” I smile teasingly at him before forcing my tongue inside his mouth.
The cold, unnatural feel of his barbell piercing is strangely erotic. My intimate taste on his tongue is fucking intoxicating and something seems to snap inside me.
I growl deeply, twisting my fingers in his hair and kissing him viciously.
My fingers turn bruising deep on his hip as Kaiden returns my kiss with fervor. And fuck, he can kiss. The sinful way he moves his tongue leaves me breathless. His lips are soft and his tongue battles with mine, without backing down.
My deflated dick tries to perk up, while molten heat erupts under my skin as our bodies start to rub against each other. There’s not a whisper of space between us.
A sudden knock on the door breaks the kiss. We both pull back, chests heaving. His lips are puffy, his pupils blown with desire. His face reddened by my stubble. Some animalistic part of me likes the thought of him walking around with my marks.
His hand winds commandingly through my hair at the back of my head, making me grunt. He pulls me down until our lips are almost touching when another knock comes from the door. It reminds me where we are, in one of the toilets at Sally’s.
“Fuck off!” Kaiden yells, earning a curse from the other side of the door. My arms fall down and I take a step back to adjust my clothes and tuck my dick away. He washes his hands and then does the same, fixing his hair last. For a second, I wish he left the long, almost white locks down instead of pulling them up in a ponytail again. And that stupid thought is my cue to leave.
I make to push past him, but Kaiden stops me with a gentle touch on my arm. I raise a questioning brow at him.
He seems nervous. Uneasy. His eyes flicking around. I’ve never seen him like this. “If you want to keep doing this, I’d be…interested.”
“It’s a fucking bad idea,” I say it more to myself than him. Because it’s hard to remember why when I can still taste him and myself on my tongue.
“Yes. Yes, it is a fucking bad idea. But I never say no to mind-blowing orgasms.”
“This explosive attraction between us—”
He cuts me off, “I’m explosively attractive to you?”
