My breath catches as I grip hold of the tile wall in front of me for support. He has so much control over my body it’s scary.
His lips find my neck, and he sucks just below my ear. His hand slips down my body to cup my pussy, and when he finds how wet I am for him, he groans. “On your knees, flower.”
“I’m trying to shower,” I whimper, all breathy and needy.
“I won’t ask you again.” He slaps my ass, stepping back from me just enough that I can turn around to face him and drop down on my knees, staring up at him as water runs over my face. His finger slides under my chin. “Better. Now let’s put that smart mouth to better use.” He grins like a psycho. “Since your mouth will be full and you can’t use your safe word, you can raise your hand if you want me to stop.” He runs his finger over my lips almost absentmindedly. “Understood?”
“Yes.”
With a touch of his thumb, he gently pushes open my mouth, then slowly inserts it inside as if testing me.
I circle my tongue around it, then gently close my teeth, just to get a rise out of him.
His brow rises. “You’re going to regret that.”
My pussy throbs. I have no idea why my body lights up and begs for more when he gets all bossy with me, but I kind of love him like this.
He pulls his thumb free. “Hands behind your back.” He takes his cock in his fist and strokes himself back and forth. Pre-cum beads at the tip, making me itch to lick it off.
I run my tongue along my bottom lip, showing him how badly I want him.
“Look what I have turned you into. A naughty, greedy little girl. You ready to drink me down?”
I nod. “Do your worst, Jagger.” I open my mouth, waiting for him to fill it.
He pushes forward, pressing the tip inside.
I swirl my tongue over him, moaning when I taste the salty pre-cum. I shouldn’t like this so much, but I do. Sucking his cock is heaven because he’s letting me get close to him, allowing me to touch a part of him.
He runs his hand into my short hair, gripping it tightly so he can tilt my head, angling me just the way he wants me, thrusting in and out of my mouth at his own pace. His other hand wipes the water from my eyes and runs lightly over the scar on my forehead. He shudders as if it hurts him to remember what happened to me. “If you won’t learn to follow my orders, you’ll get hurt again.”
I gag as he pushes in deeper, testing my limits.
“You can take me, flower. Try harder.” He pulls almost all the way out then shoves back in. “Stop overthinking everything and just listen to me.”
This time I take him without gagging, even though my eyes water. I don’t have time to think, all I can do is focus on him and try to anticipate his next move.
“Good girl, that’s it. You’re taking me so perfectly, letting me fill your pretty little smart mouth.” He picks up the pace.
Saliva dribbles down my face, and I’m not sure how much more I can handle, but I want to prove to him I can do it.
“I’m going to cum, and you’re going to swallow every last drop of it like the greedy little girl you are for me.”
He jerks forward and thick spurts of cum slide down my throat. I swallow it all down, licking my lips when he pulls out of me.
“See how easy it is to follow instructions?”
I purse my lips. “You’re an asshole.”
“You love it.” His stupid smirk only grows wider as he holds out a hand for me, helping me up to standing before pressing my back into the cold tile wall.
My hand instinctively moves to his chest to force a little space between us.
He sucks in a sharp breath, and I know he’s doing everything he can not to flinch away from me.
My fingers glide over taut muscle and ink; not only that, though. Scars, a lot of scars. Like burn marks that cover his chest, they’re hidden under dark markings that disguise their severity, but this close, I can feel every detail. I want to ask him what happened to him, but this is as close as he’s let me get to him, and I don’t want to ruin the moment. I bend just a little so I can kiss his chest. His heart is racing like crazy under my lips.
He steps away from me. “Finish up, I’ll wait for you in my room.” Then he’s gone, leaving me with a gaping hole in my heart. An emptiness I never expected when I shouldn’t want to be getting close to him. But I do, I want to know everything about him. Who fucking hurt him so bad he won’t let me get close?
