“What about you, River? You want me.”
“How do you know that?” she asks, trying her best to be defiant.
“Look at you. Practically trembling just from my touch. I bet your little pussy is wet just from watching me,” I tell her.
“You think too highly of yourself.”
“Do I? Or am I right?” I ask her, slipping my thumb into her mouth. That gets her quiet. Her warm tongue slowly begins to move in her mouth, stroking my thumb. A growl lodges in my throat, and my cock instantly hardens. I know she’s never done anything like this before, and now might be the best time to teach her.
I pull my finger free and shove her to her knees. She gazes up at me as I pull my shorts down and my cock free. Leaning forward, I let the tip rest on her lips before she finally opens her mouth. I see the fear in her eyes. The fear of the unknown.
“You can’t do this wrong,” I tell her. She nods a little before closing her mouth and slowly moving her head. At first, she takes me slow and easy, just getting used to my cock being in her mouth. Her head bobs, her tongue slowly stroking me, and it feels like fucking heaven.
Before I realize what I’m doing, I grab the back of her head, knotting her hair in my hand and forcing my cock down her throat. River gags around me, which only spurs me on. I keep going until I see the tears in her eyes and the spit running down her chin. Then I smirk at her and pull back slightly. I give in and let her take over once more. She takes me deeper this time, hitting the back of her throat.
It doesn’t take long before she has me spilling down the back of her throat. She gags and chokes when I pull out of her mouth, cum leaking down her chin.
“You look sexy as fuck with my cum leaking down your face,” I tell her. She isn’t moving; in fact, she’s barely breathing before she leans over and throws up. I step back to give her space as she heaves a few more times.
“Can’t handle it?” I ask her with a dark chuckle.
“Fuck you.”
“Come on, River.”
“That will never happen again,” she tells me as she shoves to her feet.
“What won’t? The sucking or you swallowing?”
“Swallowing. It’s off the table,” she says as she grabs the hem of her shirt and wipes her mouth. I laugh a little.
“Fine. You don’t have to swallow it.” She grabs her bottle of water off the ground next to us and rinses her mouth out more than once as I laugh.
“Is it that bad?”
“Disgusting,” she whines.
“I’d eat your cum. In fact, I plan on doing it later,” I tell her.
“Oh, really?”
“Yeah, really. I’m going to eat your pussy until the only name you scream is mine.” Her eyes stay locked with mine, but I can see the lust dancing in them.
“Don’t you have a fight tomorrow?”
“And?”
“And is it true that you’re not supposed to fuck before a fight?”
“Where’d you hear that?” I ask as I reach down and pull my shorts back up.
“Just people talking. Is it true?” she asks, taking a long pull from her water bottle.
“No. Just shit that people say.” She nods her head as I walk back over and start hitting the heavy bag once more. Then I motion for her to come to me, and she does.
“You ever hit anyone?”
“No.”
