I decided to leave it up to her for just a second. Let her think she had some tiny shred of control.
“Show me what you can do,” I said, guiding the head of my cock to her parted lips.
She hesitated, her wide, glassy eyes flicking up to mine. Then she leaned forward, letting her warm tongue brush the underside before her lips closed around me.Fuck.
A low groan dragged out of my chest before I could stop it.
She took me deeper, inch by inch, her hands tightening on my thighs like she needed something to hold onto. Her mouth stretched around me, cheeks hollowing as she took in more of me.
Goddamn it. She was too good at this, just like I always suspected she’d be.
I let Hallie set the pace for a few strokes, just long enough for her to relax, to think this might stay gentle. Then I tightened my fist in her hair and pushed.
Her eyes flew open as I hit the back of her throat. She gagged instantly, a wet, choked sound that went straight to my cock. Saliva flooded her mouth, and I felt it spill over her bottom lip as I held her there.
“Breathe through your nose,” I told her, struggling to keep my voice steady. “You’re going to take it all.”
Her throat fluttered around me, her body jerking with the reflex to pull away, but I didn’t let her. I pulled back just enough for her to suck in a desperate breath, then drove into her again. Deeper. Harder.
Tears spilled fresh down her cheeks, and her make-up was all smudged around her eyes. She whimpered around me, the vibration making my hips twitch. It damn near killed me.
“Good girl,” I rasped, starting to move with slower thrusts that pushed past her resistance every time. “I knew you could do this.”
Her fingernails dug into my thighs, but she didn’t push me away. She couldn’t. Not with my grip locked in her hair or the way I controlled every inch she took.
I picked up speed, fucking her mouth with wet, messy thrusts that left her gasping whenever I pulled back. Spit dripped down her chin onto her bare chest. She choked and sputtered, but every time I gave her a second to recover, she pulled me back in like she couldn’t help herself.
“Look at you,” I growled, watching her lips stretch wide, red and swollen. “On your knees, choking on my cock like the greedy little slut you are.”
And then she let out the sweetest whimper, and the sound snapped the last thread of restraint I had left.
I held her head with both hands as I came hard with a low, guttural groan, spilling against the back of her throat. She choked and swallowed what she could, the rest spilling past her lips as I stayed lodged deep, riding out every wave.
Finally, I let her pull away from me, staring down at the strings of drool and cum between my cock and her lips. Her chest heaved as she gasped for air, looking completely wrecked and beautiful.
Always beautiful.
“Swallow the rest,” I said, my voice close to a whisper. She obeyed, trembling as she swallowed the last bit of my cum. “Now get up.”
Hallie hesitated, too exhausted to move, her ragged breaths the only sound left in the room. I pulled up my jeans and boxers quickly, exhaling as I buttoned my pants, then stepped back toward her. Sliding my hands beneath her arms, I lifted with a quiet grunt, bringing her carefully to her feet when her legs wouldn’t quite manage it on their own.
She teetered for a second, placing her palms on my chest to hold herself steady. Her chin was dipped low, her hair hanging in front of her face like she couldn’t look at me.
“There’s something you forgot to mention before,” I said, putting my hands on her naked hips. “When you were telling me what was off the table. You were very clear about what you didn’t want. No bleeding. No marks anyone could see. But that was all you said.”
Her breath hitched. Slowly, her eyes lifted, catching mine through the strands of hair. Her pupils expanded, like she was bracing herself for what would come next.
She still feared me.
I paused, squeezing her hips.
Then I raised a hand and gently brushed her hair back from her forehead with the gentlest touch. My thumb lingered there for a second as my gaze locked onto hers.
“Aftercare,” I said softly. “I know you probably want me to leave you a broken mess and disappear like a real intruder, but I’m afraid that’s not my style.”
Her shoulders sagged, and I sensed her body finally relax against mine as I brought my lips to her forehead. She leaned into the kiss, her hands gripping the front of my t-shirt like it was grounding her.
This was the Hallie I’d always known.
