Page 79 of Coveted

My clit pulses harder.

Just as I think maybe I can do this, he pulls back.

Holding his legs, I wonder what comes next. There’s definitely more to a blowjob than licking, I know that much.

He hooks his thumb on my bottom teeth and tugs my mouth open. “You’re going to be a good girl and let me fuck your throat now, Sadie. That’s your second order.”

Apprehension cuts through my chest, because I still don’t think it’ll be possible.

With his thumb hooked in my mouth, he pauses.

He’s waiting for me to refuse or leave.

I do neither.

With a horrendously aching pussy, I even nod once.

“You’ve never done this before, have you?” His fingertips fondle my neck. “I can tell by the terror in your pretty eyes.”

“No,” I say, the word sounding strange with his knuckle digging into the roof of my mouth.

He pushes down with his thumb, hinging my jaw wide. “I would promise I’ll be gentle, but I don’t want to lie to you.”

When I draw breath to curse him, he guides his cock into my mouth. My tongue flattens to make way for him, my lips sealed tight around his shaft. The words I was going to cuss him out with are trapped in my throat as an angry hum.

Lucan gazes down at me with hooded eyes. “Yeah, that feels fucking amazing.”

Trying again to speak and failing, I realize the vibrations are traveling into his shaft, pleasuring him, so I stop talking.

I need every ounce of my concentration anyway. My jaw already aches and I’m fighting not to gag. To brace myself as best I can, I dig my fingertips into his legs.

Lucan glides his tip to the back of my mouth to nudge past the soft fleshy part. My throat contracts in protest, tightening around him and causing his shaft to harden like steel.

Before I can gasp a scrap of air, he cradles my skull in both hands. His fingers thread through my hair and squeeze, anchoring me to him. My lips only just stretch around his girth.

I knew he wouldn’t fit. He’s way too big.

Yet he pushes his cock further, his pre-cum salty on my tongue. My throat tries to close but can’t, tears prickling in my eyes.

“Such a good girl.” His voice is low with heat. “Breathe through your nose, beautiful. Try to relax while I fuck this pretty mouth. You’re doing so good.”

His praise sends an unexpected shot of pleasure through my inner muscles, and my underwear is so wet I can feel it soaking through to my leggings. I’ll have to tie my sweater around my waist when I leave.

This is so wrong.

Why does it feel so good?

My eyes watering, I take sips of air through my nose, which does help.

Lucan urges himself further, testing me. As he pushes well past the back of my tongue, my gag reflex kicks in hard. My throat convulses around his unyielding cock, trying to expel him.

He backs off slightly, giving me a chance to regain a fraction of composure. My eyes are streaming and saliva pools in my mouth, but my retching stops.

I bet I look a mess, but that’s the least of my problems right now.

“Good.” He adjusts his hold on my hair. “I’m going to fuck your throat properly now. I’m not going to stop until I fill you with my cum.”

Before I can prepare myself mentally for what he’s promised, Lucan pushes into my throat, his smooth shaft entering further than before.