Glaring at him, I forced every ounce of hatred into my stare. He merely lifted brow. “Open your mouth.” I did as he asked and he rolled the tip of his cock around my lips. “Lick it.”
Taking a deep breath, I pushed out my tongue, letting the tip touch the head, tasting a sweet saltiness with a hint of steel then dragged my tongue from base to tip, feeling the ridges of his piercing and wondering again how it would fit in my mouth.
“Have you never sucked a cock before?”
The insult had my shackles in defense mode. “Only the ones I liked.”
That earned me a smirk before he slid his cock into my mouth, a slow back and forth rhythm that immediately sprouted a tingle between my thighs. Hating the reaction, I tuned it out and concentrated on closing my mouth around his length.
“Keep my cock in your mouth and loosen your hair.”
Rolling my eyes, I pulled off the tie, feeling my hair drop to my back. Immediately, Remo slid a hand through the dark locks, his caress so contradicting to that cockhead pushing into my mouth. A second later, I had to rethink that notion.
“Open wider,” he grunted.
It was the only warning I got before he tangled that hand in my hair, gripping it so tight I winced while the other grasped my chin, squeezing hard. He slammed his cock into my mouth,nearly knocking me on my ass. The pierced tip hitting the back of my throat had me gagging. I tried to pull back but he kept me in place.
Breathing through my nose, I adjusted my throat, swallowing around him as he started moving in a quick rhythm. His thrusts harsh and vigorous, the piercings hit my teeth and scraped the roof. It hurt but when I opened my eyes and looked up, the expression on his face fascinated me.
Eyes closed, head tilted back, mouth open in a hoarse groan, made me realize I was doing that to him, that I possessed a power over him that I could easily take back. Encouraged by his reaction, I sucked one of his balls into my mouth, rolling it gently between my lips, combining licks of my tongue over the soft flesh while pumping his shaft.
“Jesus,” he rasped, looking down at me.
I alternated between his balls for few seconds then jerked him off with both hands, keeping the head suctioned between my lips and tongue.
“Fuck,” he cursed, thrusting savagely up into my grip, harder, faster.
I guessed he hated losing control because his grip on my hair tightened making my eyes water. He threw back his head as he fucked my mouth, his girth growing thicker and harder, pushing further down my throat, until it hurt. I dug my nails into his abdomen, scratching, trying to shove him back. Instead, he dropped his head to look at me, one hand leaving my hair to pinch my nose.
Shocked, I tried to jerk back, but his other hand fisted my hair, keeping me in place. I couldn’t breathe, yet somehow, the tingle between my thighs intensified, my nipples hardened. Disgusted by my body’s reaction, all I could do was let him use me until he suddenly stopped thrusting but kept his cock deep inmy throat. His eyes dark with evident lust, roved over my face, waiting for me to fight him.
I didn’t, having learned to hold my breath for long periods when I’d go swimming for no apparent reason other than I like sitting at the bottom of the pool with nothing but the calming silence.
Head tilted to one side as if uncertain, he watched me. “Good girl.” He released my nose and pulled back slightly, allowing me to breathe for barely a second before he sank back in, fucking me harder and faster.
I gasped when he finally pulled out, my throat aching with his brutal intrusion. He fisted his dick, the tip flush against my lips. “Suck just the head.” I closed my lips around the head letting the tip of my tongue dip into the slit. “Fuck,” he groaned.
One more harsh thrust, and his cock swelled, his eyes rolling before he stilled. Thick, warm liquid hit the back of my throat. I tried not gag, tried to swallow but there was so much. It dribbled out the sides of my mouth, running down my chin and neck.
“Keep my cum in your mouth,” he breathed harshly. “Spit and I’ll make you lick up every fucking drop. Swallow and I’ll take your mouth for a second ride.” There was not a shred of mercy in those words.
Eyes wide, I dug my nails into his thighs, certain I’d draw blood. Again, that dark brow merely went up, his dick twitching against my tongue. He pulled out and grasped my jaw, keeping it open, staring at his cum swimming in my mouth. My eyes widened when he brushed his thumb along the edges, catching the spilled cum and smearing it across my lips before sliding two fingers into mouth, literally playing with the liquid.
“Beautiful,” he murmured and I scowled. Eyes on me, teeth grazing his bottom lip, he forced his fingers to the back of my throat until I gagged. “Swallow, little fox.”
I let the liquid slide down my throat, my eyes watering from the need to hurl. It took effort but I swallowed it all and when he released my jaw, I dropped to my ass, closed my eyes and sucked in lungsful of air. My body shook, my hands trembled and against my wishes, my pussy ached, needing release.
But I ignored it all and when I could finally breath without wincing, I looked up. Hands at his side, Remo watched me. I couldn’t tell if it was awe of disgust but those darkened eyes hinted that I might’ve surprised him, notwithstanding how we began.
His gaze dropped to my neck. “You wear my mark well.” He touched the cut, smirking. “Mine.” A wealth of possession filled that single word, promising harm to anyone who challenged him.
“In your dreams,” I scoffed, glaring at him and unsure what possessed me to further cement a relationship I didn’t want with him. “One day, I’ll get even, Mr Rossi andyouwill fall for me. Hard.”
One dark brow shot up. Obviously, he enjoyed being challenged. “Your defiance,” he drawled as if testing how it sounded on his lips. “Is both intriguing and arousing. I’m hard at the thought of proving you wrong.” He stroked his already hardening cock.
With it right in my face, I had nowhere else to look and mentally kicked myself for provoking him again.
“Shall we go for round two? Maybe one of your other holes this time?”
