13
QUINTON
She is on her knees, looking up at me in disbelief before fear takes over. Nash and Marcel are kneeling next to her, holding an arm each, immobilizing her completely. Both watch with excitement as I undo my pants.
Matteo moves around Aspen and stops right behind her. He appears less excited and more annoyed. Too bad for him that I don’t give a fuck about how he feels. All that matters right now is Aspen on her knees in front of me.
My cock is so painfully hard, I have to swallow a groan when I take it out. Through her lashes, she gives me one more pleading look, begging me not to do this without words, but it’s too late. I’m too far gone to stop now.
“Open your mouth, and don’t even think about biting me. If I feel even the slightest graze of your teeth on my dick, I will fuck your ass instead, and guess what? I didn’t bring any lube, so I can guarantee it would be an unpleasant experience… for you, at least. Got it?”
“Why not do that anyway?” Matteo chuckles, leaning down to grab her ass.
“Don’t fucking touch me,” she spits at Matteo, trying to break free of his hold. He simply laughs at her feeble attempts and slaps her ass, the sound bouncing off the walls.
Grinding my molars together, I rein in the anger I don’t understand. So what, he wants to fuck her? I should let him. I should let them all fuck her.I should, but I won’t.
“I said, hold her still, not grope her so she’ll fight more,” I grit out.
Matteo nods, although he is clearly unhappy about my order.
Fisting my cock with one hand, I grab Aspen’s chin with my other to tilt her head up to me. “Be a good girl and open your mouth.”
Her eyes are still defiant, but she knows this is a battle she can’t win, and cooperation is going to save her pain. Her mouth opens slowly, her bottom lip trembling as her gaze turns hazy.
The same calm I felt before washes over me once more. I’m in control. Everything happens because I say so. This is my game, my rules.
Precum leaks out from the tip of my cock as I bring it closer to her mouth.
I hiss in pleasure when the mushroom head makes contact with her soft tongue. The guys hold Aspen completely immobile while I push deeper into her hot mouth. She closes her plump lips around my girth, and I almost come undone.
Never breaking eye contact, I start fucking her mouth with shallow thrusts, noticing how she tries to close her throat so I don’t go too deep. I let her have her way for a few minutes before it’s time for my way.
“Open your throat,” I demand, watching as panic flickers over her features. She didn’t actually think I was just going to fuck her mouth with slow, lazy strokes, did she?
Using both of my hands, I cradle her head between them and hold her in place. “Open your mouth and relax your throat.”
She does as I instruct. A whimper passes her lips, and she lets her mouth fall open. For the first time since we started, she closes her eyes. A part of me wants her to look at me, to keep that connection, but the other part is glad that I don’t have to see that desperate plea in the depths of her baby blues.
Plunging my cock deep inside of her mouth, I watch as she gags when the tip presses into her throat. I hold it there for a moment, watching as she struggles to take me before I pull back out to let her breathe.
I only give her a few seconds, and then I repeat the action, forcing my cock so deep that my balls are pressed against her chin. Still holding her face in my hands, I use my thumbs to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes as I start to fuck her face in earnest.
Losing the last thread of control I was holding, I thrust my cock into her throat mercilessly. Over and over again, I shove myself into her warm mouth, making her gag at the intrusion. Thick spit coats my cock, dripping down onto my balls and her chin.
“Fuck yes, make her choke on it.” Matteo grunts, and I try my best to ignore him. “I can’t wait to fuck her next.”
“I’m next after,” Nash chimes in.
“Fuck you guys,” Marcel groans.
Aspen keeps her eyes squeezed shut, probably wishing for this to be over. Little does she know, we have just begun.
Everything around us fades away, and all that’s left is her and me. The sound of her gagging mingles with my pleased grunts, and I can feel the orgasm building at the base of my spine. I thrust into her one last time, then hold myself there. I come so hard stars dance across my vision. When my release finally ends, and I pull out of her throat, she sucks in a panicked breath and starts coughing furiously.
I let go of her face, and the guys release her arms. She slumps forward, trying to get her breathing under control. Her whole body is shaking, and my conscience roars to life as I look at her small body huddling on the ground in front of me.
“Hurry up and catch your breath.” Matteo laughs, patting her on the back. “I’m next, and I won’t be gentle either.” He starts unbuckling his belt.