When he pulls back out of my mouth, his hand squeezes just a little bit tighter around my throat, making my pussy clench with need.
“You like that, don’t you? You’re fucking soaked for me.”
I don’t answer, I’m not sure there’s even anything to say to that because he’s one hundred percent correct.
“The next time I’m fucking your throat, I want you to play with your clit.”
“But I don’t know if I can—”
“Don’t talk back, princess. Do what I tell you.”
He’s back to circling my lips with his cock just as he leans in to unbutton my shorts and lower the zipper.
“Off.”
I shimmy my shorts off and take my underwear with them so that I’m bare when he moves back into position.
The feeling of the blood rushing to my head is making me even hornier, a tingling sensation overtaking my entire bloodstream.
Mav taps the head of his cock on my lips, and I take that as my cue to open up.
Next thing I know, I’m reaching for my clit as Mav’s dick is slowly pushed in and down, his hand back at my throat, squeezing even harder.
I concentrate on my breathing, getting used to the feeling of being completely full.
And then he starts to fuck my mouth.
Like, seriously. I can feel everything. Every inch of him as he slides down, the pressure of his palm when he reaches as far as he can go. His balls slapping my face. His scent. Holy shit, his scent is everywhere.
My fingers are frantically working over my clit and my orgasm is about to fucking explode like a furious volcano.
“Goddamn, your fucking mouth. I knew it’d be good, but fucking hell, V.”
I can’t talk, I can’t nod, I can’t fucking think.
“I’m gonna come, V. You better fucking swallow every goddamn drop.”
My hips fly off the bed at his words, my climax taking over my entire body just as he comes straight down my throat.
I think I’m choking when he pulls his cock out, one hand pumping the last remnants of his cum onto my chin, the other holding me down by the throat.
My body is trembling and my hands fall to my sides as my eyes drift shut, heavy from the effort my orgasm demanded of me.
I swallow everything down as I was instructed, and although I was afraid of this moment, I enjoy every single second of it. So much so that I hungrily swirl my tongue around his thumb when he brushes it across my chin and presses it into my mouth, ensuring I don’t waste a single drop.
He’s salty and thick and all fucking male.
Breathing heavily like I’ve just run a marathon, I take a second to get my heart rate down.
Without bothering to tuck himself in, Mav picks me up and cradles me in his arms as he makes his way to the middle of my bed.
After being the beast in my dirtiest fantasies, he becomes the prince who protects me from himself.
Resting my head against his chest as we lie there in silence, I wonder what other parts of himself he’s hiding from me.