“Open.”He clicked his fingers, and my lips parted to accept his dick, which rushed past them to graze the back of my throat.“I’m so fucking hard for you, Caroline.Get me off fast and I’ll consider that reward.”
Surrendering to his will, I ignored the way his cock choked me and blinked away the growing tears as he fucked my face.There was still no guarantee of my prize, but his words were the closest thing to an offer I’d received for days, and caught in his dark web, they were all I had.Offering my throat, I slid my hands to the small of my back—the place he seemed to prefer them—and enjoyed the taste of him as he filled up my senses.
He called out as his pleasure peaked, and I wasted no time when his cum erupted over my face, lapping at his shaft and accepting everything he had to offer.Then, as he perched on the edge of the bedstead for support and ordered me to clean him up, I lapped him up diligently, ensuring all remnants of his deposit were where he wanted them—inside me.
“Very good.”He wrenched me back by the hair, forcing me to meet his eyes.“You always were good at that.”
No one had ever made the deed hotter than Harper.
“Please, I gasped, leaning in the direction his hand demanded.“Please let me come, Sir.”
“It’s been a while since I had you polish my shoes.”He signaled to his feet as though I’d forgotten the debasing tasks he’d had me perform so many times at Fortorus.“Maybe we can kill two birds with one very horny stone here.”
“Sir?”Desperation was etched into my voice as I tried to meet his eyes.“I don’t understand.”
“Sure you do,” he taunted.“You’ve proved your mouth is useful, little girl, so now prove to me how useful my pussy can be.”
I stared at him in disbelief as his demand continued.
“Squat over my shoe and rut against it.”The sound of his self-satisfied laughter rang out around me as the horror at what he was suggesting fell into place in my mind.“If you can make yourself come before I tire of the delightful show, then the orgasm you want so badly is yours.”
Chapter Seventeen
Adam
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AS HAD BEEN THE CASEso many times before, Caroline’s face was a picture of mortified disgust.I watched as she processed my words, her brows knitting as she tried to make sense of the instructions.
“Sir?”The crease in her brow deepened as though the words hadn’t made it to her brain.
“You heard me.”My tone was intentionally terse.
Having enjoyed many orgasms since I’d instigated her denial, I was going to get what I wanted, regardless.Either she ground her frantic little clit over my shoe leather until she came apart and put on the most scintillating show I’d seen since fleeing for freedom, or she remained frustrated.The choice was all hers.
“And that’s the best deal you’re getting, little girl.Polish my shoe leather with your wet pussy, and if you do a good job, I’ll consider letting you polish the other one tomorrow.”
