Page 195 of Toxic Kiss

“Don’t use your hands. Open your mouth.”

I rub the head against her lips, smearing pre-cum like lip gloss. The silver ring in the tip flicks back and forth, sending pleasure shooting through my shaft.

“Fuck,” I groan as she uses the flat of her tongue and runs it over the piercings.

Haven looks up at me through her long eyelashes, and I almost lose it. A tiny droplet of come squirts out the tip and lands on her lower lip. There is no hesitation. She licks it off and moans.

“Put it in your mouth. Suck it.”

HAVEN

This is it. I’ve given in to the insanity. There is no point fighting it anymore. Is it stupid of me? Probably. Will I get my heart broken? Maybe. But do I still want it…him? Yes. If that makes me an idiot, well then, I’m an idiot. My heart has, does, and will always belong to Cyrus Vale.

He’s right, of course. I’ll lose that bet about my panties. My body aches for him, and the metal ring is cool against my tongue. I love how his thighs flex when I play with it.

“Put it in your mouth. Suck it,” Cy orders, placing his hand on my head.

A nervous excitement races down my spine as I take him.

“Fuck you have a hot mouth.”

His cock slides in, one inch at a time, until it hits the back of my throat. I try to pull back, but he holds me there just long enough to trigger my gag reflex before letting me move away. I’m not clueless about how to give a blowjob, but it’s not something I’ve enjoyed doing before. This is the first time that I’m turned on by the idea. I want to feel him come in my mouth.

“Look at me.”

My eyes shoot up to his.

“Move faster.”

I pick up the pace. Each time I take him deep, he holds my head a little longer, forcing me to swallow.

“Use your tongue more. Yeah, just like that,” Cy groans. “Just like that. Fuck so good.”

His hand tightens on my hair, and he thrusts forward. Cy takes over, hitting the back of my throat harder than before. I gag, but he persists. My nostrils flare as I suck in a deep breath and force myself to swallow through it.

“That’s it, Butterfly, such a good girl,” he says, and his blue eyes pierce my soul. “You look so fucking beautiful with my cock in your mouth.”

The tears from earlier are wiped away, replaced by new lines. The combination of the intense pleasure and my gag reflex makes my eyes water, but I never look away.

Cy hits the back of my throat again, this time pushing deeper and blocking my airway. I instinctively reach out to grab his leg.

He pulls back enough that I can breathe, but shakes his head.

“Unh-unh…no touching.”

My brow creases. The light shrouds half his face in darkness. It’s creepy, but he still looks fucking sexy.

“Your mouth belongs to me just like the rest of you. And you will let me use it however I want.”

It’s not a question, but he waits for me to respond.

Drool drips from my chin as I moan out a garbled ‘yes.’

Cy groans. “So, fucking good.”

My pussy clenches, and I want to rub my thighs together.

“You’ll let me fuck you in any way I want, in any hole I want, at any time I want.”