Despised And Devoured By My Step Father

Caught By My Mum

Danny's POV

I stared up at the sight before me, my breath hitching so hard it felt like my lungs was collapsing. The air in the study felt so thick with a primal and menacing heat. It was pulsing like it had a mind of it's own.

My mind screamed for me to run away, to find the door and run as fast as my legs could carry me. But no. I loved whatever was happening right now. I was pinned to the hardwood floor, intimidated by the frightening yet sexy presence of Chadwick.

"Open, that mouth" Chadwick barked again. It wasn't a request, it was a command.

Before I could process his command, I heard a knock on the study door. And then the heavy door suddenly creaked as someone leaned their weight against the other side.

"Danny? Are you alright?" Gabriel's voice was hovering between boredom and curiosity. "I am bored here, you called me over remember? Or wait has the professor bore you to death?" Gabriel giggled. My heart leaped in worry for him. He never knew when to shut his damn mouth.

I tried to flinch away, my knees sliding on the polished floor, but Mr Chadwick was faster. The professor lunged toward me, he used his palm and gripped the back of my head. His fingers tangled deep in my blonde hair, yanking me head forward with a force that made my neck ache a little bit.

"One sound," Chadwick whispered. He leaned down, his voice a low vibrating growl that settled right against my ears. "One sound and I open this door. I will show your little friend exactly how his friend looks on his knees. I will show your mum that dirty sketchbook of yours. I will tell her about your deepest darkest desires."

Couldn't believe my step dad was threatening me right now. I was yet to understand who he really was at this point. His actions didn't match his words. I mean he didn't hesitate to show how he despised me but also his eyes were burning with not an ounce of rage, but a hunger to devour me.

Whatever was going to happen right now, I would love it anyway. It's a win win situation for both of us, I thought to myself. Besides I love his aggressive nature more than anything else. A dominant man twenty years older than I was, is the best thing that could ever happen to me. I should play along, I can't risk anything right now. My mum can't find out about me too, she may not accept me, I thought.

"Danny is just... finding his focus, Gabriel, go home," Chadwick called out. His voice was terrifyingly steady. It was the same hot voice he used in the lecture hall, same voice that had once made me instantly rock hard.

"Alright, alright! I am out. Call me later Danny" Gabriel laughed, and the sound of his sneakers echoed as he retreated down the hallway.

As soon as the footsteps faded, Chadwick's face shattered into something raw and predatory. He looked like a man who wanted to dominate every inch of the boy beneath him. He didn't hesitate for one second.

I was still on my knees as he shoved his thick pulsing length with an aggressive force into my mouth. It made my eyes gorge and rose at once.

"Hrk...!"

I choked, my hands flying up to grip his muscular thighs just to keep my balance. It was too much. Too big. He didn't let me gain my balance. He hit the back of my throat instantly. Saliva began to run down my chin, dripping into my hoodie. He watched me struggle with it but he didn't care and honestly I was enjoying it too. Though it felt like my execution.

Mr Chadwick began to thrust into my mouth, his hips moving in a rhythmic violent snap. Pushing in an out. Each shove was deep and unapologetic, hitting the back of my throat in a dull thud which made my jaw ache.

"You like to draw, don't you, Danny?" Chadwick hissed, his hand gripping tight on my head as he pulled it forth and back. "Now use your saliva to draw on my c**k, boy."

The way he moved so insanely fast, not considering if my mouth ached. I couldn't tell if he hated me or he fancied me either. He moved like he wanted to break my spirit.

"f**k! f**k!

He blurted out, as his grip got even tighter. It was tight enough to cause pain on my poor scalp. The friction was raw, the pace was frantic. And I could feel the pressure come coating on my tongue. Salty and forbidden.

My vision started to swim with black spots. I was almost out from the lack of oxygen, my heart drumming a frantic, terrified rhythm. I loved and hated the power Chadwick had over me. I honestly couldn't explain what exactly I felt, but I knew I wanted him too. So bad.

"That's it..." Chadwick groaned, his voice breaking. "Take it all, you little slut. Show me how much of a coward you really are."

Chadwick let out a long, ragged breath, his muscles tightening. I could feel the massive tension between his thigh, the way his fingers dug into my scalp. And then, the dam broke. The first burst hit the back of my throat but suddenly.....

"Danny, I am home!" It was a familiar voice. My mum's voice echoed from the living room. My eyes went wide in terror as I tried to pull back from his d**k.

Chadwick pulled my head back instantly, his c**k hitting the back of my throat again as I choked out. He didn't care about the fact my mum was back. He increased his pace, still moaning.

"f**k you boy," urghh...fuck..."

I heard the clicking of heels toward the hallway. I tried to pull back, but Chadwick wouldn't let me. His grip was like iron, his eyes wild and dark with hunger. He's gonna get me in big trouble now.

Doesn't he care about getting caught? My heart hammered against my ribs, as I panicked and the click clack of the heels closed in.