Page 324 of Coal Hearts

I sank all my weight over him, choking on his hardness.

I jerked him off with my right and pressed up with my left.

He didn’t just explode, he detonated.

“Fuck, FUCK!”

Ribbons of cum shot into my mouth.

The ridged line beneath my fingers pulsed with every splash.

“Fucking...ah, stop, don’t—” On and on, thick and salty, he shuddered through his orgasm. Halfway through his shattering, he stopped fighting and gave in.

His voice became a guttural growl.

His fingers buried deeper in my hair.

Thrusting into my mouth, he fed me every spurting inch. “You want it so bad, you dirty, dirty girl? Then open goddamn wide.”

I let him empty into me.

Let him shudder with harsh aftershocks.

I drank every drop.

I suffered through disgraceful yearning.

And only once he sucked in a big gasp did I sit back on my heels and hiss as pain and shame and every other abhorrent emotion swamped me.

Ever so slowly, he opened his eyes.

For a second, it seemed as if he couldn’t focus, but then he blinked, and anger painted him. “What the hell was that?”

Hiding my wince, I stood and grabbed my t-shirt.

Slipping back into it, I unclipped the stupid, awful leash dangling unforgotten on my collar and tossed it into his bare lap. The loop landed around his erection like a ring toss. “You told me to satisfy you, so...I did.” I licked my lips, cursing the earthy taste of him. “Or did I misjudge your reaction? Are you not satisfied?”

“Am I satisfied?” He rubbed his face with one hand then threw the leash onto the ground. “I’m wrung fucking dry.”

I curtsied with a mocking smile. “Then you’re welcome.”

He stood too, towering over me. “What are you doing?”

I canted my head innocently. “I’m only doing what you told me to do.”

“I don’t remember telling you to destroy me with the best blowjob of my life.”

I ignored the nonsensical flash of jealousy at the thought of him having other blowjobs.

By who? Did he like them—

Oh my God, who cares?

Not you.

Definitely not you.

With my ass blazing with his ten-spanked handprint, I raised my chin. “Is that everything, Master H?”