“Do you have any idea what it’s going to be like when you have two cocks to take care of?” he growls as he lowers me to the floor.
I shake my head, looking up and waiting for him to kiss me. My eyes flutter closed as he leans closer, but I feel his breath on my neck rather than my mouth.
“You’re going to be used,” he whispers. “You’ll be left feeling like an over-fucked sex toy. Is that what you want?”
Just the cadence and warning in his voice makes me nod. I have no idea how he makes being used sound so sexy, but the man is managing it.
He takes a step back, and I can see from the look in his eyes that he wasn’t expecting my answer.
“That so?” I nod again, biting my lip to keep from whimpering with need. “Let’s test that theory.”
His hands finish working open his jeans, and I’m struck stupid, mouth watering when his cock pops free, proudly pointing in my direction.
“Get on your knees then and let me use you.”
In a perfect world, I’d drop right to my knees, but my bruised ribs make the process a little more delicate. I watch as his hands jerk at his side, as if he’s fixing to help me before realizing the roles we’re playing right now.
His leg muscles jump and bunch when I press my palms to them, betraying the character he’s trying to play. He’s acting as if he doesn’t care, as if proving a point is the only thing on his mind, but this man is leaking from the tip, mouth parted an inch, breathing raggedly.
He wants my lips around his cock so badly, his eyes are begging me to lean forward. I want to tease him, make him growl the words, demanding I do as he commands, but I find myself just as desperate to give him what he wants.
I don’t waste time licking up the length of him or circling my tongue around the head. I take him in my mouth and suck, curling my fingernails into his thigh muscles when he jolts as if he was struck by a lightning bolt right in the middle of this room.
“Fuck,” he grunts, his hand gripping the back of my head before he realizes his mistake and drops it back to his side.
I take him as deep as I can, but that’s not enough for him and he shoves forward another inch. I choke before he pulls back, but it’s clear the man loves the sound because his nuts tighten further.
“Open,” he snaps, his fingers gripping my hair as he angles my head back, forcing me to look right up at him. “You sure you want to be used?”
I nod as best I can, my tongue stretched out with his cock resting on it.
“I’m going to use all of you,” he warns, the dark promise skating over me and setting my body on fire.
If he thinks acting this way is putting me in my place, he’s wrong. I can tell how soaked I am. My only concern is that he’s going to use me as he says and leave me unsatisfied. It’s never happened with him in the past, so I can’t spend much time being worried about it now. I know him well enough to know that he gets off on my pleasure as much as I get off on his.
“Gonna start with your throat, Grace. When we have the threesome, one of my friends is going to be plowing that fucking sweet pussy of yours at the same time I’m doing this. Think you can handle that?”
I nod once but before I can do it a second time, his cock is in my throat. He bites his bottom lip as he shoves in and out, and I find that turns me on too.
Tears streak down my cheeks, but I don’t bother to swipe them away. I’m seconds away from putting my hands on him to make him stop, needing to take a deeper breath than what he’s allowing, but he pulls all the way out. I don’t even want to think about how many times he’s done this to time it that perfectly.
“Get naked, Grace. I’m not done with you yet.”
He’s said those last six words to me more times than I can count, but they’ve always been marked with a sweetness, a promise of taking me over the edge just as many times, if not more, than he had planned for himself.
The words sound selfish tonight, absent of the same promises they held in the past.
I must be a little fucked in the head because instead of making me ask him to stop, to call the game and offer him the win, I undress in record speed.
“Such an eager pleaser,” he groans, noticing the dark spot at the center of my panties as I pull them away. “It’s a good thing being used turns you on. Get on the bed.”