Page 139 of Tantalizing Kings

I groan, my cock throbbing in my pants when I see she’s completely naked. I smirk. “Someone is eager, aren’t they? Are you a dirty little slut, not wanting anything to slow you down from pleasuring me?”

“Yes,” she whispers, and my eyes widen in shock. I’m not sure if she’s playing along, or means it.

Quickly, I school my features. “Of course you are.” I chuckle darkly. “Now get on your knees and take my cock out.”

Biting her lower lip, she drops to her knees, and god, seeing her like this for me is everything. Her eyes break away from mine and slowly start their descent down my chest, stopping at my ribs.Fuck, I should have turned the lights down lower in here.

“Preston,” she whispers, her hand reaching out to touch the ugly bruises that have started to form. “Who did this?”

I quickly grab her hand, stopping her from touching me. “Tripped and fell into a fist a few times. Doesn’t matter.”

Fuck, fucking fuck!I see it in her eyes, she knows. She’s not stupid. And then I see something change.

She’s going to let me do anything I want to her, because she can tell I need this. That I need this control or I’m not sure what I’m going to do. I’m falling apart right now, and she might be the only one who can keep me together, even if it’s just a Band-Aid of a fix.

I both hate her and admire her for it.

Oddly, there’s no pity in her eyes, just concern, understanding, and something else that makes my heart squeeze.Acceptance?

This is a bad idea. This girl is going to ruin me.

But when she reaches for my pants, undoes my belt, and pulls my cock out, grasping it in her tiny warm hand, any care in the world goes out the window. There is only me and her, nothing else matters in this moment. Only us.

Sadie

I’M NAKED, ON MY KNEESfor Preston. I’m buzzing with nervous anxiety and arousal all at once.

I have no idea what tonight is going to bring. He’s a wild card, and clearly on edge. His ribs are fucked up, and I know who’s to blame.

My heart breaks for Preston, and all I want to do in this moment is take some of that pain away, even if it means he’s going to be giving it to me. He needs this, the control, the power.

I know he’s not going to be nice about it, and I’m alright with that. At least, I think I am.I hope I can handle what he has to give.

“Stop fucking hesitating,” he snaps, clearly not happy with my concern for his well-being. “And don’t speak unless I ask you to. Do you understand?”

I quickly nod, a thrill shooting down my spine.

“Look at you.” He chuckles. “So eager to please me. You’re such a good little whore, aren’t you? So desperate for my cock.”

My pulse pounds wildly as my body breaks out in a sweat. Finally, I get his pants off and shove them down his legs, taking his boxers off too. His cock springs free, bobbing in front of my face. My eyes widen at the sight. He’s not as long as Grayson and Declan, but he’s still got a good amount of length. But his girth... fuck, he’s big, almost too big. My pussy clenches, wondering how the fuck are we going to get that inside me.

My eyes flick up to meet his dark ones, a slow cruel smirk growing on his face. “The fear in your eyes only makes me harder, little whore.” He chuckles. “Go on, open wide. I wanna see you choke on it.”

Trying to even my breathing, I open my mouth as wide as I can. “Good girl,” he praises as he presses the tip of his cock to my lips. His salty pre-cum spills over them and onto my tongue. “You're gonna take all of me down your throat like the good whore that you are. If you want me to stop, tap my leg. But you're not going to do that, are you? You want to swallow down my dick like a greedy little cock slut, don’t you?”

Mouth still open, tongue out, I nod. His words are degrading, yet I find myself dripping down my thighs. His words tonight even dirtier than the ones he spoke in the video.

He grabs a handful of my hair roughly, the sting of pain making me whimper. “Mmmm, fuck. I do love that sound. I wonder, can I make you cry?” He cocks his head to the side. I look up at him through my lashes, waiting for him to do something.

He watches me for a few seconds longer, holding my head still before thrusting his hips forward.

I immediately gag around his cock as he hits the back of my throat, my jaw stretching to take his thickness. “Fuck!” he curses, licking his lips. “You look so good with my cock in your mouth, Kitten,” he snarls before he starts to move.

He fucks my face like he hates me, like he wants to see me break. It doesn’t take me long before my lungs are begging for air as I struggle to breathe through my nose.

My eyes start to water and tears fall down my cheeks. I’m gagging every time he shoves himself all the way in, drool falling down the corner of my lips and down my breasts.

“So fucking beautiful,” he grunts, his abs contracting with every movement. He reaches down and cups my face. “You’re so perfect. Look at you taking my cock so well. You’re a fucking mess, Kitten. A beautiful disaster in the making.”

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