“You’re so fucking mouthy,” he mumbles against my lips.
“You act like you’re shocked by that.”
He carries me over to the door that leads to the front reception area and flicks on the other set of lights in the garage, bright fluorescent swirls blinding me for a minute. “What the…”
“If you’re going to be on your knees swallowing my cock, I want to make sure I can see it.”
“And what about your rules?” I ask as he toys with my bottom lip, still holding me in his arms.
“None of the rules said no sex, so technically, we aren’t breaking any.”
“I think that’s one of the wisest things you’ve ever said.”
“Funny. Now get on your knees, Dilynne.”
The feminism leaves my body as he sets me down and I instantly obey him. Something about the way he’s bossing me around makes me want to abide, and that’s a first for me.
I reach up and pop his belt open, pulling the leather to release the belt and then free the clasp on his slacks, slowly pulling the zipper down to find the bulge behind his black boxer briefs that has been taunting me for weeks now. “I have one more question for you, Elliot.”
His fingers tip my chin up so I can look into his eyes, and vice versa. “And what is that?”
I pause with anticipation for his answer. “What piercing did you get?”
His lips part. “How did you…”
“Guys talk just as much as the girls,” I say with a shrug, rubbing him through his underwear again, feeling a piece of metal near the tip of his erection.
He swallows roughly, reaches down into his briefs, and pulls out his cock that instantly makes my vagina clench. “It’s an apadravya,” he says as my eyes take in the steel barbell going through the head of his dick vertically. “And you’re the first woman who gets to experience it.”
“Lucky me.” I bring the head of his cock to my lips, dragging my tongue along his slit and then slowly circling the head. “No luck sealing the deal with anyone else, huh?”
“Fucking hell,” he grates out, watching my every move. “No. Apparently the only woman my dick has been interested in lately…is you.”
And even though I already knew that, my response still comes out shocked to hear him confirm it. “Oh.”
“Yeah, Dilynne.” His throat bobs as he swallows. “Now, if you’re done talking, I’m ready to shut you up.” He licks his lips and pushes his cock toward my mouth. “Take me in, all the way back, and choke on it like you asked for.”
With my eyes locked on his, I open wide and revel in the way he feels sliding between my lips, the barbell on the underside of his shaft dragging along my tongue until he hits the back of my throat, making me gag.
“Fuck yes…” he groans, watching me take him in and out of my mouth. “Jesus Christ, Dilynne…”
I pop him from my lips and slowly lick him from root to tip, swirling my tongue around his head, toying with his piercing, loving the way his breathing grows shallow as I tease him and then take him all the way back down my throat, over and over while he struggles to keep his composure.
“This fucking mouth.” He fists his hand in my ponytail, yanking just enough to make my scalp sting, but the flash of pain goes straight between my legs, egging me on. “That’s it, baby. Take every inch of my cock. Show me how bad you want it.” His cock pops out of my mouth as my hands land on his thighs while I swirl my tongue around his head, flicking his piercing with each pass, pulling him into the back of mythroat once more, over and over. “You dirty girl. Hell, I knew you’d be my demise, woman.”
“Are you gonna come in my mouth, Elliot?”
“Shit,” he grates out. “I’d love nothing more than to paint your lips with my cum.” His hand lands on my head, holding me still as he starts to fuck my mouth. He’s not aggressive, but the way he’s tense all over tells me that he’s holding back.
I reach forward and cradle his balls in my hand, moving them around softly as he bites down on his bottom lip. “Fuck…fuck!”
The first spurt hits the back of my throat, but I revel in it as he releases inside my mouth. And internally, I celebrate how quickly I was able to make this man unravel.
Oh my God.
Elliot just fucked my mouth, and it was so unbelievably hot.
My underwear is soaked, my thighs are practically shaking, but I barely have any time to think before Elliot pulls out of my mouth and says, “Don’t swallow. Let me see it.”