“You stayed.” Dom looked me up and down, disgust written all over his face.
“Damn right I did. I’m surprised Casper didn’t drag you out of here.”
“Get inside.” Dom nodded to the front door of the church before disappearing through it.
Following him into the building, I scanned the ramshackle interior. As far as churches go, it wasn’t all that big. Maybe twelve rows of wooden pews on either side. The altar area little more than a small stage lifted four inches higher than the floor. Dimly lit with pale yellow bulbs, it was warmed only by a small space heater in the corner. Still a fuck ton warmer than outside.
I turned to Dom, waiting for him to say or do something. He clearly had a plan in mind.
His dark gaze drifted over me slowly from head to toe. “Get on your knees.”
Something told me not to speak. That it was better to remain silent. I had no problem allowing him to call the shots. It was evident to me that he needed to feel in control. That’s what this was. I didn’t need to fight him on that. I didn’t even want to.
Without a word, I sank to my knees on the hard wooden floor. He stood unbearably close, staring down at me with a glare so intense I felt it in my gut. My cock hardened from the sheer anticipation.
“Take out my cock,” he instructed, not once breaking eye contact. “You’re going to choke on it.”
Moving slowly, I reached for his belt. My pulse pounded with excitement. If anyone else had told me to get on my knees for them, I would have beaten their ass. I wasn’t generally the submissive type. It simply wasn’t in my nature.
This, however, felt right. Having Dominik looming over me with that menacing stare, watching as I pulled out his hard, thick erection made me feel more powerful than I’d felt in a very long time. He may have been doing his best to dominate me but I was the one with his cock in my hand, so who was really in control here?
I’d seen a lot of dicks in my time. None of them compared to Dom’s. Long with a nice girth, perfectly shaped from root to tip. Damn he was beautiful in every way.
Flicking my tongue out, I held his watchful gaze as I dragged my tongue along the base of his shaft. Slowly. Repeating the motion before finally flicking over the sensitive head. He sucked in a breath, his hands clenching into fists.
I half expected him to punch me in the head. When that didn’t happen, I continued, finally sucking him into my mouth. Taking him deep until I almost gagged. The salty taste of his precum only made me want more.
My hand firmly gripped the base of his cock, holding on while I alternated between teasing licks and sucking him deep. I sensed Dom’s growing frustration, which only encouraged me to keep it up.
Finally, he grabbed a hold of my hair, pulling tight as he slammed his cock down my throat. A shot of adrenaline raced through me. I momentarily couldn’t breathe. Not until he pulled back, giving me a moment to suck in a breath. Then he thrust deep again, making me gag.
“That’s right, Noah. Take my cock. All of it.” Dom’s voice was strained with pleasure. He held my head in place, guiding himself into my mouth repeatedly.
As he’d promised, he choked me with his cock. Several times. Making my eyes water. My attempts at maintaining any sense of control were useless. Dom’s hips moved faster as he brutally fucked my mouth. Now I was simply along for the ride.
Not that I minded. Having his thick cock stretch my jaw open as he slammed himself down my throat had me leaking precum in my boxers. So badly I wanted to reach down and jerk myself off but suspected he wouldn’t allow that. Fuck it. I was doing it anyway.
With one hand bracing myself against Dom, still clutching the base of his cock, I reached down with my other hand, stuffing it inside my pants. I needed to relieve some of this pressure.
Spying the direction my hand moved, Dom chuckled. “Feeling the need for some release? Let me see. I want to watch you jerk yourself off while I come down your throat.”
Did this man have any idea what a turn on he was? I could barely contain myself. With one hand I awkwardly undid my pants and shoved them down enough for my cock to spring free. Wrapping my hand around my shaft, I jerked it up and down, pausing to squeeze the head the way I liked.
Dom’s gaze locked on my cock. Desire sparked in his eyes. He watched intently while I stroked myself. I was already so close to the edge. It wouldn’t take me long to come. Who would’ve thought something as simple as having him grab me by the hair and force his cock down my throat would be so fucking hot?
He began to fuck my mouth faster. Harder. Making it almost impossible to breathe. Something about that only made me crazier for him. My hand moved faster, keeping pace with his thrusts.
“God, I fucking hate you,” Dom moaned. He thrust hard enough to bruise the back of my throat as he spilled his cum into my mouth.
I did my best to swallow all of it without choking. Seconds later, I shot my own load onto the floor of the church, narrowly missing Dom’s shoes. The sheer intensity of it almost made me black out. Again I found myself wondering what it would be liketo fuck him or be fucked by him. I suspected it would become an out of body experience.
Immediately, Dom pulled away, like my touch now repulsed him. His expression went from bliss to seething hatred. “I should make you lick that up.”
We both glanced at my cum on the floor. I rose to my feet, tucking my dick away. “You can try. Are you confident you would win that battle?”
He watched me swipe a stray tear from the corner of my eye. “Whatever. There’s paper towel in the back room. Clean it up.”
Since I wasn’t nasty enough to leave a puddle of my jizz behind to freeze on the church floor, I found the paper towel and quickly wiped it up. I’d toss it into one of the burning barrels outside on my way out.
