“That’s it,” he murmured, hips rocking in shallow, controlled thrusts. “Take all the c**k like the defiant little slut you are. You wanted to push me? Now you get to swallow every inch of what that earned you.”
I moaned around him, muffled, broken, humiliated and hated how the sound only made him harder. How my thighs trembled and pressed together, chasing friction I couldn’t have.
He pulled back just enough to let me gasp a ragged breath through my nose, strings of saliva connecting my swollen lips to his glistening shaft.
“Look at me,” he ordered. I didn’t do it.
He suddenly thrust deeper, holding himself buried to the hilt until my vision blurred and my throat spasmed around him in desperate little swallows but he didn’t care.
He soon started f*****g my mouth in hard, measured stro
