Page 104 of Pretty Prey


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“Do I finally get to taste you?”

Jesus.

I have to pause to recalibrate because watching her ask to suck my cock just short-circuited my brain.

I’ve put it off, trying to reason with myself that it’s a bad idea for a multitude of reasons.

For one, I still harbor a fantasy of her looking up at my face as she does it. But that’s not likely to happen, and because my self-control is paper-thin at this point, I’m more concerned about claiming every part of her—just as I told her I would.

“One taste,” I tell her as the demon inside me laughs.

A beat of silence stretches between us as I watch her. When she realizes I’m leaving her to her own devices, she slowly drags my zipper down and unwraps my cock like it’s Christmas morning.

As she pulls my briefs down and the heavy weight of my erection falls against her hand, she swallows hard. It takes her a minute to figure out what to do with it as she tries to wrap her fingers around the base, making a sound in her throat that goes straight to my balls.

“It’s so big,” she rasps. “I’m not sure how you haven’t destroyed my insides yet.”

A low laugh rumbles through me, because I’ve had the same thought…too many times to count. I’m not about to tell her she’s survived because I only give her what I think she can reasonably take.

She rolls onto her side, moving closer, the warmth of her breath tickling my skin as she presses a kiss against the shaft. My cock jerks involuntarily, and she seems to like that, so she does it again, all the way up to the head.

When she sees the pre-cum leaking from the tip, she stares at it in fascination, then darts her tongue out to lick it up.

I bite back a curse, nearly giving myself away as I swallow a string of Italian obscenities.

This reaction only seems to encourage Gabi, and before I can prepare myself, she wraps her lips around the head of my cock and pulls me into her mouth.

It’s a natural instinct to reach out and slide my hand through the silky strands of her hair. My fingers press into her scalp reflexively as she sucks me deeper, letting out a little sound of pleasure that vibrates all the way through me.

The warmth of her mouth envelops me as she drags it over my shaft, then pushes herself back down until she gags.

Pressure builds at the base of my spine as I tip my head back, gripping a fistful of her hair to stop her.

“Fuck, baby.”

I don’t move until I’ve regained control of myself, dropping my gaze back to her as I reluctantly withdraw my cock from her mouth.

“Did you not like it?” She frowns.

A disbelieving sound catches in my throat as I reach down and stroke her face. “I liked it too much.”

“Then why stop?”

“Because I have other plans for you.” I pull my briefs back up, and she lets out a sigh like I’m inconveniencing her by not letting her choke herself on my cock until I come down her throat.

I hide my amusement by leaning down to kiss her until she’s soft and pliable, making her forget that I ever denied her. I could do this all night, but we’re running out of time.

“Close your eyes.” I tease the words against her lips before I retreat.

She does as I ask, and I open the bag of cotton candy, tearing off a sizeable chunk. From that, I break off two smaller pieces as I move around to the top of the table.

I tug down her leotard, watching her breasts bounce as they spring free, and I take a moment to appreciate them. There isn’ta soul on this earth who could convince me a prettier pair exists, particularly now that hers are marked by my teeth and lips.

Purple blooms across her delicate skin where I sucked on her earlier, and it gives me a deranged sense of satisfaction. Those marks will still be there tomorrow when my fuckface cousin comes over, dumb enough to think he actually has her. I’ll need to figure out how I want to deal with him permanently at some point, but for now, I’m more focused on what I have planned for Gabi.

I tickle her nipple with one of the cotton candy clouds, startling a soft gasp from her lips. I leave it there to rest on her, applying another piece to her other breast.

When I dip my head and lick at the sugar until it dissolves, she reaches up and grabs the back of my head, arching into me as she moans.