Page 4 of Dark, Forbidden, & Taboo

Letting out a breath, I lick the tip of his cock, my tongue finding the slit, before I slide it into my mouth.

The inside of my throat hurts something fierce from the violent fucking he just bestowed on me, but if I do a good enough job, maybe he won’t want to fuck me, and I can go home after collecting my payment.

“That’s a good little whore,” he breathes as he leans into me, shoving his dick down my throat again.

But I don’t relent, and I don’t let him know that he’s hurting me again. I just want this done and over with.

I sit up a little straighter, reach for his balls, and give them a firm tug, eliciting a loud moan from him.

At this point, if we get caught, then the worst that can happen is I go to jail for the evening, but at least he won’t be anywhere near Etta.

Simon begins to thrust his hips again, placing a hand on the back of my head, his breathing becoming labored.

“I’m gonna come,” he grinds out as he thrusts faster.

I do the only thing I can do.

I keep moving my mouth up and down his cock, tug his balls again, then wait for the inevitable.

And when it happens, he pushes himself so firmly against me that I assume this is how I’ll die.

In a dirty, dark alley with a stranger’s dick crammed down my throat, choking on his cum.

When he shoots the sticky, hot fluid into my mouth, I say a silent prayer that I was able to get through this.

Simon finally lets go of the back of my head, then tilts my chin up to look at him.

Slowly, he begins to slide his cock out of my mouth, lets it linger for a moment on my lips, before he grins.

“On your back, little whore. We’re not done yet.”

Chapter

Four

Ispit his cum onto the spot next to me, wipe my mouth with the back of my hand, and look up at him incredulously.

“What?”

“Well,” he begins as he leans down and grips me by the legs. Giving them a firm tug, he stretches me onto my back, my head bouncing off the cobblestone, sending another shock of painthrough me, “I’m fucking tonight. And since yoursisterisn’t in this equation, I guess you’re it.”

He doesn’t believe me.

The realization dawns on me by the way he said sister. He thinks I’m lying about why I need the money, and that’s why he’s doing this to me.

“Take your grimy jeans off,” he instructs in a harsh tone as he pulls his down and kicks them off. “I don’t have all fucking night and I want to get my money’s worth.”

My lower lip begins to tremble as I do what I’m told with shaky hands. I’m not entirely sure I’ll be able to walk away from this, but I can’t let Etta down either.

I have to try.

Once I’m naked from the waist down, I close my eyes.

I can hear Simon spit into the palm of his hand, which is amplified since I’ve robbed myself of one of my senses.

I take a few quick breaths, as he pushes my legs open with his knees, then places the head of his cock against my asshole.

“You don’t have any diseases I should know about, do you?” he asks with a sarcastic touch to his sinister tone.

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