“You want to be punished, Little Trouble?” His eyes darken. He rises from the couch, stalking toward me like a predator.
Maybe I do.
“No,” I say, rolling my eyes again.
He threads his fingers through my hair and yanks, tilting my head back. My scalp tingles as he growls, “I’m going to punish my little troublemaker now. Strip.”
I gape at him, wide-eyed.
“Do I need to repeat myself?”
I shake my head, grasping the hem of my dress and pulling it off. I stand before him in my underwear.
He licks his lips. “All of it.”
I unhook my bra and toss it aside, then hook my thumbs into the waistband of my panties and slide them down. Now I’m naked in front of him while he remains clothed, his eyes devouring my body.
“So beautiful. On your knees, Little Trouble.”
My heart races as I obey, sinking to my knees before him.Oh God.
“I’m going to fill you with my cum, baby. Every hole. And you’ll take it like a good girl, won’t you?”
I gasp and nod.
“Eyes on me.”
I look up into his eyes, now black as night. He looms over me, imposing and intimidating, but I’m not afraid. I feel utterly safe. I’m the one in control.
“Unbuckle my belt and take out my cock.”
I unbuckle his belt, my fingers trembling as I free his hard cock. A bead of pre-cum already glistens on the swollen tip.
“Good,” he groans. “Now suck.”
I wrap both hands around him and take the tip into my mouth, swirling my tongue over the head.
“Fuck.” He buries his hands in my hair, pushing my head down until his cock hits the back of my throat. I gag, saliva dripping from the corners of my mouth.
He holds me in place and then releases me. I cough as wetness trickles down my thighs.
I don’t think I’ve ever been this turned on, my whole body a bundle of taut anticipation for what’s to come. This is what I wanted—for him to take control of me, of my body. To use me. And I want more.
“You love my cock in your throat, don’t you?” He thrusts his hips again, filling my mouth. I try to relax my throat muscles, taking in as much of him as I can.
I look up, meeting his gaze, and the raw hunger I see there makes my stomach flip. His hand tightens in my hair, guiding me as I wrap my fingers around the base of his cock, stroking what I can’t fit in my mouth. His length twitches in response to my touch, and a deep groan escapes him.
“You’re so good, baby,” he groans. “Suck.”
I obey, hollowing my cheeks and sucking him harder, setting a rhythm that draws more guttural sounds from him. I lick the head of his cock, tasting the saltiness of his pre-cum before choking slightly as he thrusts again. His movements are rougher now, more desperate, and I know he’s close. The room is quiet save for the wet sounds of my lips sliding over his length and the low growls vibrating from his chest.
“Yeah, baby, I’m almost there. Take it all and swallow every drop,” he commands.
I take him deeper, pushing myself to the limit as he fucks my mouth. His hand grips the back of my head, guiding me, setting a faster pace, until his body tightens and he lets out aguttural groan. His cock pulses in my mouth, and he shoots into my throat, filling me with his release.
I swallow it all.
“Fuck yes.” He releases my head. “Clean it all up. Don’t leave a single drop.”
