Mila’s gaze narrows, eyes bouncing between mine while she picks apart what I’m asking of her.
“I want to suck your cock,” she says. God, there’s not much in this world that I want more than to fuck that filthy mouth of hers. I’ve dreamed about those lips around my dick since the night we met.
I grant her permission with a single nod, and she pulls my sweatpants below my hips, springing my hard-on free. She looks at my dick with hunger and need. What I wouldn’t do to feel how wet her pussy is as she watches my dick twitch in anticipation.
Grabbing my dick and squeezing, swiping the tip with my thumb to collect some of the pre-cum that’s settled there. I swipe my thumb across her bottom lip. I watch as her tongue slowly cleans up the residue I left there.
“Don’t get shy on me now, Little Warrior,” I taunt.
Mila gives me a cocky smirk that nearly has me blow my load, then leans in. I release my cock, letting her do whatever she wants to me. When her tongue flicks out and teases my tip, I grunt, winding my hand in her hair again. My self-restraint is at the bare minimum, and not forcing my dick in her mouth is a challenge.
Her lips enclose the head, licking and sucking slowly before she lazily inches me into her mouth. My hips buck, slamming my cock into the back of her throat when I realized she was just trying to fuck with me. She hollows out her cheeks while I pound into her, enjoying how her eyes fill with tears every time I choke her with it.
“Touch yourself,” I command through clenched teeth.
My assault on her mouth slows as I watch one of her hands slip from my waist to the inside of her leggings. She moans around my cock, pulling an answering groan from my chest when she touches her greedy clit.
Fuck, I can imagine it now.
“Look at you taking my dick like a goddamn goddess,” I growl.
My thrusts quicken as I watch her meet my tempo, the both of us building our pleasure together. Mila’s body stiffens as her orgasm reaches its peak. My balls are pulling tight, ready to shoot off. Yanking my cock from her mouth so suddenly, she stops playing with her pussy. There’s a line of spit connecting us before she wipes it away. My hand wraps around her throat, and I bend down, pressing my forehead against hers.
“I’d crawl on my hands and knees for you, Little Warrior.”
Both of us are panting hard, and my words come out harsh and aggressive.
“Kiss the fucking ground you walk on. But the moment that door closes… it’s you who will be on her knees in worship.”
Mila presses into me, giving me her acknowledgment in a kiss softer than any I’ve received from her before.
“We come together,” I add, pulling away and releasing her throat.
“Together,” she croaks.
Fuck me.
I have seen nothing as beautiful as Mila on her knees with her hand in her pants, glazed-over eyes that flutter ever so softly, tear stains down her face, blissed the fuck out, and red blotches on her cheeks from the air deprivation.
“Open wide for me, baby,” I instruct, running my thumb down her bottom lip before gripping onto her hair and tugging at the root.
When she obeys, opening her mouth without a hint of irritation or defiance, I smirk. Grabbing my cock, I rub her lips with the tip and give her the praise she deserves.
"Such a good girl for me.”
My dick slams into the back of her throat, which is already relaxed and welcoming me to drive home. Relentlessly, I fuck Mila’s mouth, trying not to be bothered by how skilled she seems. When she screams out, the orgasm crashing through her and mouth vibrating around my cock, I viciously thrust into her two more times, pulling back just enough she tastes every drop of my cum as I release.
I lock her gaze on mine, holding her hostage while she sucks me dry. The fervor behind her eyes nearly set me on fire where I stand on unsteady feet.