“Cyrus,” I warn, but it ends in a groan as he pushes a thick finger into me. He holds it there, not giving me enough for me to ride or come, but to keep me on that edge. Pleasure floods through me, demanding release—a release he’s controlling. It’s just another game.
Fine.
I reach up, trusting him to hold me, and cup my breast. I tweak and play with my nipples until I’m almost coming. He looks up, his face and beard coated in my cream, and watches me as he adds another finger.
“Ride it. I don’t want to fucking breathe past your cum, you understand me, princess?” he growls as he swoops back in. My thighs clench on either side of his head like he demanded as he eats my cunt hard and fast, thrusting his fingers in and out of me before curling them and dragging his digits along my walls.
It throws me over the edge.
I come with a muffled yell, grinding against his face. He licks me through it unrelentingly, and one orgasm quickly turns into two. Only when I slump and try to push him away does he let me down. He holds me against the door again as he steps back.
“Death by pussy suffocation,” I tease as he strokes his finger across his cheek and licks it clean.
“The best way to go,” he murmurs.
“Shit.” I groan, shivering as I droop.
“Oh no, princess, I’m not done with you yet. I was promised a family fucking dinner, and that’s what I’m going to get. That was just a starter. Bend your bratty ass over that sink for the main course.”
I don’t rush like he’s expecting. He made me come too swiftly; it was addictive. He thinks he won, that I’m another soft girl for him to manipulate, so I throw him a curve ball. I stroll over to him, feeling my own cream across my pussy and thighs with each step. I want him to be as crazy as I am. He’s holding back his desire right now, and I don’t want that.
I want the crazy fucking Crew brother everyone fears.
I want his power, his pain, and everything between.
I drop to my knees, and he opens his mouth, but before he can order me around or protest, I grab his hard cock. Pushing his jeans down, I stroke his huge, hard length. It’s bigger than I’ve ever seen or had before, and there’s a Jacob’s Ladder down his cock. My pussy clenches as I twist my hips, imagining that inside me, and my mouth salivates, wanting him in my mouth. So I do it.
I swallow him whole.
He groans, and I grip his thigh with my other hand, digging my nails in as the metal balls drag across my tongue as I swallow him. I take him all the way down until he hits the back of my throat, then I meet his gaze, and if I could, I would smirk. His cock might be huge, but I can take it.
I can take anything he has to offer.
He bends slightly, rolling his hips forward and fucking my mouth.
I hold on, humming as he fucks my mouth with hard, quick thrusts. He speeds up, moving harder and faster, and his grunts fill the air. The taste of his precum fills my mouth, making me shiver in desire. I pull back, blowing over the tip of his wet cock, and my saliva drips from my mouth to his dick. His dark, wild eyes remain locked on me.
“I want to feel you come down my throat,” I murmur, licking my lips before leaning in and tracing my tongue along the Jacob’s Ladder. “I want to feel these rip my mouth apart as you go wild.”
“Fucking hell, princess,” he growls, pushing his cock against my cheek as I pull back. “Get your hot little mouth back on my dick.”
I hold back, running my tongue along the head of his cock and inside the tip to get more of his precum. His chest is heaving now, and his thighs are shaking.
“Now!” he snarls.
I narrow my eyes and suck on the tip. He grabs my hair, using it to drag my mouth down his cock. The pain from him ripping through the roots makes me whimper, even as my pussy clenches at the power he wields. No one else could make me as hot as he does just by fucking my mouth. My mouth aches and my eyes water as he slams into me over and over.
His lips twist in a snarl, and he takes my mouth as hard as I imagined he would. It hurts, it’s painful, and I fucking love it, but his hips stutter. He’s close to coming, and I don’t want that just yet. I want to feel this huge cock inside me. If we are finally giving in, I want everything he has to offer. I manage to pull back, even with his hand in my hair.
Laughing, I squeeze the base of his cock, wiggling on the floor. “Thought my pussy was the main course, big guy, or have you forgotten yourself in my mouth? I’m thinking it’s all just words, and you couldn’t hang on long enough to fuck me.”
He finally breaks.
Yanking me up by my hair, he throws me into the sink. I hit it hard, my ribs protesting the blow, but I don’t have time to catch my breath. His hand wraps around my throat from behind, pushing my head down, as his other hand pulls out my hips and he kicks my legs apart.
“You’ll eat those words, princess, while you scream for me.”
“Promises, promises—” My response ends on a yell as he slams that huge cock into me. I’m wet, dripping, but he’s so big it borders on painful. Those piercings drag along my wall as he pulls out and pistons back in.