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He feels vulnerable but empowered at the same time. I get it.

We’re tied.For now.

My gaze never leaves his as I open my mouth and take him deep. I gag at his length, my eyes instantly watering. It’s his turn to smirk. I’m right where he wants me to be. On my knees and choking on his cock.

Fisting my hair with both hands, he starts to fuck my mouth.

Hard. Fast. Wet.

He thrusts deep. Too deep. He deliberately cuts off my airway before pulling back, his nostrils flaring as he watches me gasp.

Saliva and precum dribble down my chin. His stamina is impressive, but I already know that. My jaw and scalp hurt. In retaliation, I dig my nails into his thighs to inflict my own pain, but he ignores my pathetic payback attempt and continues to ruthlessly fuck my mouth.

I squeeze his balls hard, and his movements quickly become jerky. His eyes bore into mine as he grips my hair and pulls my head back.

“Don’t fucking swallow. I want to see my cum in your mouth.” It’s a snarl. He’s not hiding his true self now that he’s openly staked his claim.

I wrap my red lips back around his length and then, with a low growl, he erupts, letting his ropes of salty thickness fill my mouth.

“Show me.”

I tilt my head back and he uses his thumb to drag down my chin, his nostrils flaring further as he watches his cum drip from my parted lips.

“Now forever taint your soul with my darkness, wife, by drinking every last fucking drop.”

I swallow him down then use my finger to gather the spill from my chin and suck it clean.

“That. Fucking. Mouth.” He growls.

“Is all yours.”For now.

CHAPTERTWENTY-NINE

EOIN

The Hudson Dusters’ HQ, Manhattan, New York

I smileat my phone as I message her.

Eoin:Nice desk.

And it is a stunning piece. Large and impressive in hand-made dark walnut and with a leather top. The potent smell of the black finish reminds me of her.

Biker.

Jaine:It’s over the top and vulgar, so I thought it matched your personality perfectly.

I laugh out loud. She has me doing that a lot these days.

Eoin:Thank you. I’m extremely grateful.

Jaine:You’re welcome. I thought the leather was a nice finishing touch. Much easier to wipe clean should you ever wish to dick Candice at lunchtime again.

Eoin:Why would I want to fuck her when I can fuck you? Let’s be honest, you claim my cock every opportunity you get.

Jaine:Have you even heard yourself? Your arrogance should see you banned from speaking. Then again, from what I’ve heard, most of the conversations you have are with yourself and about yourself. Anyway, I’ve had the other desk thrown on a bonfire.

Eoin:Beautiful, evil woman.

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