“Fuck, that look in your eye,” King groaned, both hands sinking into the hair above my ears. “You look like you want to fucking worship me.”
“I do,” I breathed. “I shouldn’t want to but I’ve never wanted anything more.”
I’d dreamt of this since puberty but only in the darkest hours before morning, my fingers sticky from my leaking pussy as I imagined all the ways I could be made to please a man who had the power to bend me to my knees. Now, I had the freedom to unleash my dirtiest fantasies on a man who was too sexy to be true.
As if he knew I needed it, his hands pulled back my hair on each side of my temple and fisted there, tightly. He tipped my head up so that I was looking into his stern face.
“Tired of you fighting it. Tonight you’re mine.”
“Yes,” I panted, mouth inches from his pulsing shaft.
“Get to work.”
I moaned as I immediately pressed my cheek to his hot skin, nuzzling my face into his groin to drag in a deep lungful of his manly scent. My tongue darted out to lap softly, teasingly at the base of his cock, over the skin of his balls. His hands tightened in my hair as I suck hard at the junction there, tasting his salty, delicious flavor.
He was exceptionally long and as I traced the thick vein on the underside of his shaft, I worried that I wouldn’t be able to take all of him. Determined to try, I lapped my tongue over the sensitive underside of his head, looking up at him to see him watching me with ice like melting ice. I shivered with bone deep pleasure as I opened my mouth wide and took him deep.
“Motherfucker,” he cursed softly, as his hands spasmed in my hair.
I groaned wantonly, aware of the vibration of the sound all around his dick as I nestled it at the back of my throat. King tried to rock his hips forward but I gagged around him.
One of his hands found my throat, pressed lightly there as he instructed me, “Open that throat, babe. Gotta get in there.”
I moaned again, desperate to do as I was told but unsure how to do it.
Sensing my conflict, King widened his stance and rotated his hips slightly back and forth, fucking my mouth in shallow thrusts.
“Swallow as I press forward.”
His hot shaft pulsed forward again, breaching my throat and I swallowed convulsively.
“Ah, fuck, that’s it,” he growled, thrusting forward slow and steady until he was rooted deep down my throat.
I swallowed again, drool running from my stretched lips and down my chin as I looked up at him. My thighs were slicked with moisture at the thought of how shameless I looked like that, mouth filled with cock, cheeks flushed from the struggle of taking it so deep.
“You look fuckin’ gorgeous with my cock in your sweet mouth,” King rasped out, dragging himself slowly out over my tongue. “Stick your tongue out for me.”
I did, not feeling silly or ashamed as he slapped his swollen purple head against it once, twice, three times before I caught it between my lips again. My mind emptying of everything, each care and worry I wore like a heavy mantle sloughed off and I focused only on the man that stood before me like my King. It was the sexiest thing I’d ever done, licking and sucking on him freely, sloppier and sloppier as I made him wet with my mouth, loving his taste and the noises we made together.
Finally, I couldn’t take it any longer and I reached my hand down to press between my thighs.
“Stop,” he barked.
I froze immediately.
Oh my God, what was I doing?
Shame burst inside me like an overripe fruit, spilling through me until everything felt rotten. I tried to scramble away from him but his hands were still woven in my hair and they clenched painfully until I gasped and stopped moving.
“Let me go,” I begged.
It sounded like a sob and I realized that I was close to tears.
I couldn’t help it. I’d finally let myself want someone, act out that desire in a way that I knew some people thought was disgusting but I hadn’t thought that King…
His hands yanked my head until it was tilted up to him.
I kept my eyes downcast.
“Fuckin’ look at me, Cress. Where did you go?”
I swallowed hard but said nothing.
“Look at me.”
I bit my trembling lip, noticed it was swollen from him, and winced.
“Did I hurt you?” he asked, his voice suddenly soft.
When I didn’t immediately answer, he sunk to his knees so that he could look me in the eye. His hands shifted down my neck, his thumbs at my chin to tip it up gently.
“What the fuck happened there, babe? I’m getting’ the hottest damn blowjob I’ve ever got in my life and then my girl freaks. I need to know what I did so I don’t do it again, yeah?”