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Thicker.

Longer.

Intimidatingly so.

But if I was going to make him hesitate over killing me, this was the best way forward.

I laved my tongue along the underside of his cock, ignoring the cool metal at my temple.

Hell, as big as his dick was, the sooner I got it into my mouth, the less likely he was to shoot me. It was big enough he might be risking shooting his own dick off.

When I swiped my tongue around the fat head, I gripped the base of him with my fingers. I had to use both hands to get my fingers all the way around, as my thumb and middle finger didn’t quite touch with just one. Opening my mouth, I felt my jaw stretch and begin to ache as I managed to fit the mushroom tip between my lips and began to slide down the shaft.

He groaned, his eyes glittering as he stared down at me, watching my every movement. The gun stayed where it was, but his other hand reached down to thread his fingers through my hair, taking hold of my head.

I just had to hope he didn’t blow a hole in me while I was getting him off. Although if he pulled it, he pulled it. At least it would be quick. I might not even realize it. Compared to some of my previous options, it wouldn’t be a completely terrible way to go.

Chapter Six

Tomas

I stared down at Ivy, her hair fisted in my grip, the barrel of the gun still pressed against her head. I couldn’t figure out what she was doing. What she was thinking. Why she suddenly wanted my dick in her mouth.

But I didn’t see any fear in her eyes either, regardless of the fact that she might easily get her head blown off. I wasn’t lifting the gun away either. I wasn’t taking the chance that she’d try to bite my dick off if I did. Her tongue worked magic along my length, making me clench my jaw as pleasure rippled along my spine.

Fuck she was good at that.

“You’re playing a dangerous game,” I told her, sliding the gun along her temple.

She lifted her head, letting my cock pop out from between her lips, swiping her tongue over the tip.

“Are you saying you don’t like it?” Her fisted grip around the base of my cock squeezed tighter.

“I didn’t say that.”

Again her tongue flicked out, this time curling around the entire head of my dick before she pulled back enough to speak again.

“Do you want to fuck me?”

I considered the question for a moment. My dick was hard. I liked her mouth. But if I fucked her, I’d have more control and I wouldn’t risk blowing her head off. Especially if I tied her down to the bed.

“Yeah.” I let go of her hair and pulled the gun away from her temple as I stepped back. Her fingers slid from around my cock. I waved at the bed. “Get up on the bed.”

The towels and rope slid away from her completely as she got to her feet. Watching me cautiously, though still without fear, she stepped back two steps before turning and walking to the bed. From the set of her shoulders, she didn’t entirely believe I wouldn’t shoot her in the back. When she started to crawl onto the bed, she glanced over her shoulder at me. Despite the choppy haircut, it was an oddly alluring sight, with her heart-shaped bottom and pink pussy fringed by blonde curls.

She didn’t look like a threat.

But I wasn’t willing to take that chance.

“On your back,” I ordered. It might have been safer for me to have her on her front, but I wanted to be able to see her face. “Hands above your head.”

Ivy turned onto her back and put her hands above her head, a smirk hovering on her lips. She spread her legs wide. Inviting me in.

Tempting.

“Keep your hands there.”

I held the gun pointed at her as I crouched down to scoop the rope back up. Walking up to the side of the bed, I kept my gun trained on her while she waited patiently. She smiled up at me as I approached. Nothing about this dame was what I would have expected. Even after having dealt with Clara, Gio’s thieving wife.