Page 43 of Inevitable Destruction

I grab the baggie from my mouth to say, “It’s not going to suck itself.”

“Fuck you.”

“If you want?” I raise a brow when he meets my gaze. He swallows and shakes his head before lifting his arm and wrapping his cold, ring-covered fingers around the base of my cock. His fingers brush through the trimmed hair at my base, and the feeling of metal against my skin has me shivering.

He just holds my cock while he stares at my tip, now leaking and so fucking sensitive, it’s painful.

Apparently he needs instructions.

I grab the back of Dominik’s head with my right hand still holding the pills so he feels the ridges of them against his skull to keep him motivated, and weave my fingers through his long, curly black hair. I tug his head toward me until my tip brushes against his lips.

“Open your mouth and stick out your tongue.” Like an obedient dog, he does exactly as I demand.

“Mmm,” I hum. “Good. Now run your tongue along the sides. Get me nice and wet.” He does what he’s told without argument and moves his head, running his tongue along the side of my length, the ball of his piercing adding a new type of pressure as he soaks my cock with his spit.

I let out a rugged groan when he flicks his tongue on the underside of my head and that fucking piercing brushes a pulsing vein. My dick twitches against his tongue. I watch through a heavy-lidded gaze as saliva drips from my length to the floor, some of it landing on Dominik’s sweats, soaking into the cotton.

I tug on the strands of his hair, pulling his mouth away from me. When his tongue is no longer on me, he peers up at me through his lashes, waiting for his next instruction. I grin, liking his subservience.

“Fuck, baby. Now lick my slit.” His lower lip quivers at the demand, but when I increase the pressure of my grip, he swallows harshly and lowers his head to bring his mouth to me once more, trying to shove his tongue into it. I shudder and jerk away at the sudden intensity.

Without having to be told, he wraps his plump, rough lips around my tip and tentatively sucks on me like a lollipop. The heat that rushes into me has me groaning and throwing my head back as he experiments with sucking a dick.

He’s flustered, that much I can tell. His hand at the base remains still as he suckles on me before pulling away completely. The cool air hits my wet dick with stark frigidity, and I suck in a harsh breath of surprise.

I pry my eyes open in irritation to glare down at Dominik. He has tears streaming down his pale cheeks and dripping down his neck, and I smile, a deeply sadistic satisfaction dousing me from head to toe.

“Be a good little druggie for me and suck my dick for these pills.” My words have their desired effect—more tears. Except this time, a broken sob spills from his lips. It’s a wretched sound, broken and raspy, along with the gurgling noise of snot and saliva pooling in his throat.

It’s music to my fucking ears.

“Come on, baby. You’re already right fucking there. Just let go.” I change my grip on his hair from harsh to almost caressing. I dig my fingers in and massage his scalp in a soothing manner. I can see the way his body physically relaxes under my tender touch.

He’s so touch-starved, it’s pathetic.

Dominik’s eyes flutter closed, though the tears don’t stop as he accepts his fate for what it is. His hot breath comes in fast puffs of air against my glans as he once again grips my base and directs it toward his mouth.

With a final breath of submission and acceptance, Dominik opens his mouth as wide as it will go, his lips stretching until they lose some of their pale-pink color, turning white from the pressure. As he lowers his head, he directs my cock into his mouth. My length rubs along his tongue the deeper he takes me, that piercing of his adding newfound sensations.

Once half of my dick has disappeared inside of his mouth, he hollows his cheeks and sucks. I involuntarily groan, my legs twitching, my once gentle grip turning harsh again. I yank and pull his curly tendrils as he works more of me into his hot, wet mouth.

Before long, he sets a rhythm he seems to be comfortable with. He can only take just over half of my length into his mouth, but he’s so sloppy with it. My groin is soaked with saliva, and it drips continuously onto his thighs and the floor between them.

Heat spreads along the base of my spine, radiating up and outward. I tense my muscles, fighting the urge to shoot down his throat right this second—but I can’t. I need to make this last. Make him fucking earn what he wants.

“You suck dick so fucking good; you know that?” I pin my gaze on the top of his head, watching it bob up and down, his curls bouncing with the movement. I release my grip on his hair to skim my fingers along the side of his face. My fingertips brush his stretched, swollen lips, and I shove a finger inside of his mouth, alongside my cock.

Dominik whimpers, and tears splash over the back of my hand as I stretch his mouth to its capacity. “You can take more, can’t you?” I shove my finger back until he retches, his mouth squeezing my dick. “Oh yeah, you can. Come on. Take more.” I don’t wait for him to move. I rip my finger out of his mouth and thrust forward, pushing my cock down his throat.

He gags around my length intruding his throat, and the compression causes the need inside of me to spiderweb throughout my entire body.

For a straight, pretty boy, he sure can suck a dick. I bet he can fuck on one even better.

I thunder into his mouth, my hips flying back and forth as need overcomes me, the sound of his retching resounding through the room, the perfect melody to come to.

Before I can shoot down his throat, I yank out of his mouth and grab my length. My fist flies up and down my shaft as Dominik falls back and sits on his heels, his chest flying up and down as he attempts to catch his breath.

His lashes are clumped together and damp from his tears, and knowing he was crying because of me has my cock spasming.

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