Chapter 20
“So powerless with your balls in my hand.” He massages them between his fingers, tracking my every quivering exhale. Leaning down, he grips my dick and sucks my balls into his mouth, slurping and groaning low in his throat.
My heart beats through my chest, and I clutch the crumpled bedsheet like my life depends on it. I can’t control my breathing anymore, not when he scrapes his teeth over the sensitive skin and squeezes my crown. More precum weeps from my dick, and I swallow down the saliva in my mouth as my hips shoot off the bed.
I’ve never been this aroused before. Mia gives good blowjobs, but this is on another level. Or maybe it’s not about the technique. Perhaps it’s him.
Dragging his tongue over my balls and shaft, he trails the angry vein that runs up the underside of my throbbing dick and swallows me down. He sucks me hard, his head bobbing before me.
White knuckling the bedsheet, I watch him bleed me dry of my sanity and self–control. He drives his sword deep, and I fall to my knees on our battlefield, staring up at his blood–streaked face. I should have known all along that I stood no chance against him. Not in a world where emotions are foreign concepts and nothing more than learned behavior for me. Yet this guy, this broken, ruined guy, makes me want to lose this war between us. Even if only for this moment.
As soon as dawn chases away the night, he better run. I’ll fuck him up for thinking he can catch me defenseless and exploit my weakness–my dick in his mouth.
Because fuck, I can’t fight back against this growing obsession.
I release the creased bedsheet and slide my fingers through his soft hair, gripping the strands tight. Fuck everything good and holy. I’ve never seen a more erotic sight. He slurps and sucks, humping the mattress while I bite my lip hard enough to taste blood on my
tongue.
Someone could walk in any moment now, but I don’t care. I’ll murder anyone who sees him like this. Snap their fucking neck like a fragile twig. Bathe in their damn blood and use it to lube up Cole’s pretty ass.
And it’s that thought of bending Cole over and smashing his face into the mattress that finally tips me over the edge.
A strangled grunt chokes me as my cock pulses in his mouth. My eyes roll, head thrown back, as I reach a hand up to fist my sweaty strands until my scalp prickles with pain-
I wake with a start, choking back a groan. My body shudders. Mia pops up from beneath the quilt, her hair disheveled and a wide grin spreading across her lips.
“Good morning, baby.” Her smile widens even more, and she crawls up my body and kisses me, slipping her tongue against mine.
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I can’t think straight, reeling from the strongest orgasm I’ve ever had. What the hell just happened? Did I dream about Cole while my girlfriend blew me off in my sleep?
Mia’s chin is smeared with cum, and her breath is laced with last night’s alcohol and sex. She whispers against my lips, “Did you like your wake–up call?”
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Dragging a hand over my face, I push up on my elbows and blink at her. What the hell happened last night? I executed ny plan to perfection, but then what? I don’t remember a damn thing after carrying Mia out of the bedroom and tucking her into b spare room so that she could sleep it off while I returned to the party downstairs. Samson and Jackson supplied me with alcohol, and I played along. I’ve perfected the social game, or so I thought…
Mia’s tangled hair is a rat’s nest on her head, and her lashes are clumped. She’s a fucking mess, but I’ll admit that she has never looked more enticing to me than she did last night while Cole fucked her senseless–a warm hole to empty his load inside.
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I’m strangely stirred by the memory as I linger a strand of Mia’s maled hair. I rarely feel emotions past this ‘desire to control my environment and the people in it, but something about seeing Cole mp her full of cum piqued a deep–rooted curiosity in me. That need to control my environment has now homed in on him. Everything else fades in comparison fo the overwhelming urge to possess him. I don’t even know what it is, but it quirks a finger at me from the shadows.
Mia’s cheeks redden when I tuck a strand of hair behind her ear.
“You surprised me.” I smack her ass, the sound echoing in the small foom. “Sit on my face. Let me return the favor.”
What I don’t say out loud as she settles over me with her knees on the mattress on either side of my head is that I want to see if i can still taste Cole on her pussy and the inside of her thighs.
Gripping her ass cheeks, I pull her down, sucking on her dripping pusy lips. I can, in fact, taste his dried cum as I feast on her puffy cunt. She writhes and moans. I’m usually bored, going through the motions of sucking and licking while she rides my face, but today is different.
My fingers bruise her pale ass. I lick her clean of Cole, stirring the darkness further, enticing and playing with the mysterious sensations he lures to the surface. Color me intrigued. I want more.
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