Gunnar groans above me, his hand tightening in my hair to hold me in place. "That's right, take it," he says through gritted teeth. "This is your scolding for running your mouth and putting yourself in danger with Sapphire. Gag on it, Riley, show me how sorry you are."
He starts thrusting his hips forward, slow at first but getting rougher, forcing more of himself into my mouth each time until I'm choking and tears are pricking my eyes.
I try to pull back but his grip keeps me there, my throat convulsing around him as I gag hard, spit dripping down my chin and onto my chest.
It feels brutal, the way he fills my mouth completely and doesn't stop even when I make wet choking sounds, but at the same time my body is betraying me because heat is pooling between my legs and I can feel mysel
