Chased (Savage Men 3)

When my hand touches his dick, it bobs up and down. I slowly go down, all the way to the base … and oh, boy … is it huge. Bigger than I thought. Another pulse makes me clench my pussy.

Fuck.

I lick my lips and slowly start rubbing him, wondering if this is what he wants me to do. He doesn’t say a word, so I’m guessing this is good. I wrap a second hand around his length too and slide my hands up and down. Pre-cum runs down the tip, and I use it as lube. He groans when I squeeze. The sound sets my body ablaze.

Why does he have this effect on me?

My heart is actually racing as I jerk him off.

This normally never happens. At least not with other men.

But … he’s not just any man.

He’s a powerful enigma who constantly invades my mind. Someone who knows how to play me … and probably my body too.

I just hope I can resist the pull.

When my hands are at the tip, he pulls back and grabs my face with both hands. “Open your mouth.”

When I do, he places the head of his dick in my mouth.

His slick, salty pre-cum drips on my tongue as he slides inside.

He fills me completely … and he doesn’t go slow.

Without holding back, he thrusts into my mouth, again and again, until I heave and cough. He only stops for a brief second so I can catch my breath, after which he immediately rams back inside again. His cock bobs up and down against the back of my throat, pushing me to my limits.

“Take it … take it deep,” he growls, pushing even farther.

With his hands cupping my face, I have no choice but to let him.

And for some reason, it calms my mind.

It’s ridiculous, yet it does.

For some reason, losing all control over my body feels freeing.

Or maybe that’s just the thumping pussy talking right now because fuck … him fucking my throat has made me horny as hell.

Saliva coats his dick as he pulls out and wipes it on my lips.

“I love how dirty you look for me …” he groans, shoving back in again. “Love that you let me fuck your throat like this.”

I don’t reply. I just let him do whatever he wants even though it makes my eyes water.

His hard-on fills my throat completely as it pulses faster and faster, veins thick and throbbing.

“Still think you can taunt me?” he growls.

I shake my head slightly.

He grabs my chin and forces me to tilt my head. “Look at me with those beautiful eyes.”

I do what he wants, focusing on the sound of his voice to know where to direct my face.

“I told you I wasn’t nice. Still think you want this?” he asks.

I nod.

“Say it then. Say you want my hard cock down your throat,” he growls, pulling out immediately.

“I want … your cock in my throat,” I stammer between heaving and coughing.

“Good because you’re gonna take it all the way,” he says, thrusting back in again. “And you’re gonna enjoy every … fucking … inch.”

My legs clench together as I struggle to breathe. Saliva and pre-cum cover my face, and he keeps swiping it across, keeps making me even filthier. I never expected him to be this demanding. This depraved.

And it’s messing with my mind. My body.

Because I’m shaking … and I’m already wet.

Fuck.

“Take it deep!” he growls, burying himself inside me until it feels like I’m choking on dick.

A loud howl escapes his throat, and then a jet of seed bursts out onto my tongue and against the back of my throat.

“Swallow,” he groans. “Swallow it all like a fucking good girl.” He holds my face while his hard cock is still deep in my throat, almost making it impossible for me to use my tongue.

“Do it,” he groans, and I do.

I swallow it all.

The entire goddamn load.

When he pulls out, I cough, and a mixture of saliva and cum drips from my mouth and onto my lap.

He’s probably smirking right now. Watching me with amusement.

But all I can think about is how fucking turned on I am by what just happened … and how bad that makes me feel.

“Spread your legs for me,” he says, and I can hear the enjoyment in his voice. Like he’s reveling in the fact of what he just made me do.

Still, I do whatever he asks. It’s the only way to worm myself into his mind. To free myself.

At least, that’s what I tell myself because right now, I’m not even sure that’s the only reason I’m doing this.

His hands touch my knees, nudging them. An electrical current runs through my body wherever he touches me, prompting me to open wide. My skin feels hypersensitive as he slides his thumbs down my inner thighs until he reaches my pussy.