Wanting Mr. Cane (Cane 1)

“For what?”

“I want to use your mouth, Kandy. I need to fuck it. I told you it’s been a while since I’ve done anything, so if I just so happen to lose control and get a little rough, you’ll understand?”

“Yeah, I will.”

“Good.” I stroked her hair and then her cheek when she looked up at me with wide brown eyes. “Good.” The pad of my thumb skimmed over her full, pouty lips. “Open your mouth for me.”

She licked them before spreading her lips apart. She still peered up with those big, glossy eyes—eyes that made her look so fucking tempting.

I gripped the top of her head, bracing myself as I slowly entered her mouth. Her tongue was warm and perfectly wet. She sealed her mouth around me, and I groaned, shutting my eyes. “Fuck, Kandy.” Gripping her head tighter, I drew my hips back. “Remember what I told you when we did this before?”

“To breathe through my nose.”

“Good girl. That’s all you have to do. Breathe through your nose and focus on pleasing me.”

“Okay.”

I entered her mouth again, this time thrusting a little deeper. The tip of my cock hit the back of her throat, my sack on her chin. “Shit.” Both hands came down to her head, wrapping around it. I needed to come. It’d been a long fucking week, and after seeing her naked and watching her come twice for me, I couldn’t hold back anymore. I knew her pussy was soft right now, wet and ready for me.

All thoughts and desires to hold onto control vanished. I held her head like it was my personal fuck-toy, shoving my hips forward.

My one and only goal was to come deep down her throat. So I fucked her mouth, loving the sounds of her gags, easing up when I knew it was becoming just a little too much for her. She didn’t like when I eased up. She enjoyed this, probably just as much I did. She held my thighs for support and squeezed when it was unbearable, but never too often.

She liked having her mouth fucked. That I knew for a fact.

“This fucking mouth of yours,” I grunted, sliding in again. I glanced down, and my cock was hard as a fucking rock. Seriously, I’d never seen it so hard, so anxious.

Straightening my back, I pressed my thumb on the center of her forehead while the rest of my fingers gripped the back of her head, like holding a bowling ball. Her throat relaxed, but she didn’t stop sucking. She shifted her body back and forth, like she had something to prove. My cock looked so big in her mouth. With the girth of it, it could barely fit between her lips, but she made do.

Her eyes had watered up, eyelashes damp. She stared up at me for approval, but I couldn’t speak, nod, or do much of anything but watch her when our eyes latched. I watched this young, beautiful, gifted, seductive girl with my cock in her mouth like it’d always belonged there, and I fucking lost it.

“You look so fucking sexy right now,” I rasped, body tensing.

I was right there. So goddamn close.

I brought her face closer, slamming into her mouth and aiming for her throat again. Her lips were spread wide apart, touching my pelvis. She breathed loudly, gagged hard, but didn’t let up.

“Such a good girl,” I groaned. “So damn good, baby.”

She moaned around me, and I used my hand to guide her head, moving her mouth forward and backward around my dick again.

The noises she made were unbearable. The suction of her lips was tighter than ever before. I shut my eyes and tipped my head back, still using my hand to guide her head.

Forward.

Backward.

Forward.

Backward.

She was sucking the fuck out of me, moaning with each thrust, sighing when I’d push her head back, like the absence annoyed her.

And then it came.

I came.

I brought her head forward and kept it there. I knew she couldn’t breathe much, and I hated how much that thought turned me on. She squirmed and moaned, and I loved it. I loved that she’d completely lost control.

With my cock lodged down her throat, I came, swift and hard, unleashing a feral noise I’d never heard myself make before. There’d been plenty of women I’d fucked, but I’d never made this noise with them. Never gotten this much satisfaction from a single face fuck.

“Ah shit, Kandy.” There was no denying it. No fighting what was bound to happen. My cum spilled down her throat and, like the good girl she was, she swallowed every last drop with small whimpers.

I finally hauled back, my cock doing a slight spasm when it was free from her lips. “See that?” I groaned, and both of us stared at my sated cock. “You did that because you. Are. Incredible.”