Page 102 of Worth Loving You

Her eyes glowed, her arms struggling against the binding. “I’m not asking you to stop, I’m asking you to keep going.”

My stomach bottomed out, temporarily stunned motionless. Her tongue snaked out to flick at the ring, pulling it between her teeth, tugging at the skin.

My upper lip twitched with a groan, my cock jerking of its own accord.

She closed her lids, arching further to wrap her lips around one of my balls. I shook with pleasure, my heart racing with adrenaline. Pushing on the tip, I forced my dick back into her mouth and eased forward. When I hit the back, I held the sides of her neck, my thumbs on the underside of her jaw, and held her in the right spot. There had been a couple women in my past who did this without too much effort; would Chastity be able to handle it?

“Relax, kitten. Breathe through your nose and relax your muscles. Open your throat.”

Massaging her nape, I watched her throat constrict a few times, her heavy breaths through her nose tickling my balls. When I felt she was ready, I thrust, my dick spreading her esophagus and sliding inside.

She lurched and gagged, her hands turning purple from straining so hard against the sweatpants. Her throat expanded for my tip, and I groaned, dizzy with pleasure.

My thumbs stroked from her jaw to her throat, feeling my cock making tiny thrusts. Pushing her too far, she shook her head in protest, her muscles clenching with her gags.

“Oh, shit,” I whispered, my skin breaking out in goosebumps.

Despite how fantastic it felt, I had to pull out and give her mercy. The second she could, she wheezed in a coughing breath, thick strings of spit connecting my dick to her mouth. Choking and hacking, she pushed her tongue forward to spit out the excess saliva.

She looked gorgeous, her face red and covered in sweat and spit.

Moaning and whimpering, she stretched her neck, pushing her tongue out and circling around, trying desperately to pull me back in.

“More?”

“Yes!” she gasped, closing her lips around my tip.

I forced my cock into her throat again, shivering with ecstasy when one of the barbells clipped her teeth. Pressing my palm to her neck, I pumped in and out, loving the way it felt.

After a couple seconds, she was reaching her wall again, so I yanked out. She spit again, but wrapped her lips around one of the bars, moaning loudly.

She was fucking starved, and it was about to bring me to my knees. Jacking off, I bent forward, squeezing her breast. My balls on her forehead, one of my barbells in her mouth being tugged, I pinched her nipple, lifted, and shook her tit.

She squealed, nipping my flesh with her teeth.

“Fuck, kitten. Yeah, you’re just a good girl. I’m gonna cum, don’t stop.”

She was writhing around the sofa, still tugging at the restraints, suckling harder on the piercing. Smashing my hand into her tit, I wrapped my fingers around it, my nails digging into her skin. Tipping my head back, I sped up, closing my eyes.

“Shit, harder, kitten, harder.”

She did and something burst. Grunting, I bent over, clenching my lids. Squeezing and twisting my hand at my tip, cum shot out over her tits and stomach.

“Fuck, yeah,” I whispered, pumping a few more times before I was empty.

My muscles were jerking from the release, my lungs desperate for air. Bending over, my hands on either side of her face, I peered into her eyes sternly.

“That was amazing, kitten.”

She was panting, her irises glossy. Wiping the spit from her mouth, I dropped a faint kiss and stood up straight. I was stroking myself, strutting around the side of the couch, ready to make this woman mine once and for all.

Gazing at her trembling, her wrists and ankles bound together over her stomach, her thighs spread wide to show off her beautiful, thick, wet pussy, I was in heaven. How the hell could I have lived my whole life never being attracted to plus size women, yet this one had me reeling with a lust so powerful, I wasn’t able to control it?

My sight locked on hers, the look she gave reached into my core, talons gripping a hold of my soul. She was afraid but excited and I knew I could literally do whatever the hell I wanted to her right now and, no matter how terrified she may be, she would not stop me. I knew she would let me do whatever the hell my black, deviant heart wanted.

My lids rounded, my gut falling. I just fell madly in love with Chastity Monroe.

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