It is the kind of sensation that makes your body respond before your mind has formed a thought. My breathing deepens unconsciously as my hand flexes in the sheet. A tension coils in my stomach as my cock burns with need. It is indulgent in that half-weak state where you don’t question reality, you just let it take you. I almost let myself sink back into it. I almost let myself keep it as a dream.
And then she moans.
Awareness sharpens and the reminder I asked her to do this the night before sparks in my memory. The weight of her body and the tremor of her hands pull me from the dream into reality. I groan at the feel of her hot, wet mouth around me. I hear her gag as she tries to take all of me and I shudder at the sound.
Jesus she’s good at that.
Sitting up on my elbows, I move the quilt so I can see her. Fae is on all fours between my thighs, her arse lifted in the air, staring up at me with those big doe eyes filled with a desperation I haven’t seen before. The lewd noises of her pleasuring me send a zing straight from my balls to my stomach, as my head falls back. Taking a deep breath, I sit up fully, wrapping my hands around her unruly hair. I forgot to dry it last night, so she looks even more feral and I love it.
She whimpers as I press her face harder down my shaft. I feel the back of her throat with the tip of my cock and it takes every ounce of restraint not to explode in her mouth. Fae’s eyes bulge as I cut off her oxygen, holding her firmly in place before relenting and letting her breathe.
As she pulls off, wide-eyed with both lust and lack of oxygen, she gulps in air before a sinful smirk pulls at her lips. Before she can prepare, I push my cock back into her mouth and slam it deeper than before. Fae squeaks and the sound just spurs me on. I’m half tempted to turn her onto her back so I can see the bulge I know my cock will make as I deep-throat her, but I restrain. Her eyes water. As she blinks, tears roll down her cheeks and the sight makes me moan.
“You’re a very naughty girl, Fae,” I groan and she simpers, moving her hand towards the junction of her thighs. Leaning over slightly, my cock pushes deeper into her throat as I lightly slap her arse. “I don’t think so, Tink. Hands where I can see them.”
She complies. Pulling her hands from beneath us, she places them on my thighs and starts to suck so hard I see stars. I fuck her mouth with hard, vigorous pumps as she drools around my cock, making it even easier to slide in and out. The sight is obscene. My stomach clenches and I grit my teeth to stave off my orgasm. I’m so addicted to coming inside her that the thoughtof wasting my seed in her mouth is enough to make me pull her back completely. Fae leans back, breathless.
“Did I do something wrong, sir?” she asks with wide eyes and I scoff, leaning over to wipe the spit from her chin.
Her calling me sir during sex is more addictive than any drug I’ve ever had. It comes naturally to her, like the big, bad persona she has for everyone else crumples around me.
“You did everything right, little one. So much so I was going to bust a nut far too quickly.”
“That’s a bad thing?” She screws up her cute little nose and I nod, moving over her so she’s lying on her back.
“It is when I promised you my cum was only ever going in this tight little cunt of yours.”
I notch my dick at her entrance before her body goes rigid. I freeze, frowning down at her, pausing millimetres away from my heaven.
“What’s wrong?” I demand, breathing heavily to gain control.
“Erm, well…” she looks away, then back. Her shoulders go straight as I count to ten for both of us. “Can I fuck you, please, sir?”
“Isn’t that what we’re about to do?” I ask, genuinely confused and she shakes her head. Her hands roam over my arms and up to my shoulders as she gently squeezes.
“You fuck me. I don’t fuck you.”
She looks uncertain as she mutters that. It hits me then what today is.
Initiation.
Something I know she has been dreading for several reasons. I kick myself for not realising sooner. Not only was she convinced she was going to be in the compound for the rest of her life, but she has seen this play out before. She has been forced to bleed for the Company before. It cannot be easy to face that again, not with everything we’ve learnt recently. Thethought that her sick fuck of a Father will be there and possibly the fat fuck Fisher, makes my head pound.
Swallowing it all down so I can be her safe space, I force a cheeky grin across my face. Bending down so my breath tickles the space between her neck and ear, I whisper,
“You want me flat on my back as you ride me?”
Fae’s whole body shivers and I bite down hard, making sure to leave teeth marks as she cries out and rubs her bare pussy onto my aching dick.
“Yes,” she whimpers, breathless.
“Yes what?” I growl as I pinch her pink nipple.
“Yes, sir, please!” she mewls.
“You want to be in control, little one? Hmm?” I grind my cock against her clit and entrance. Her cunt is dripping with arousal and my tip teases her as she nods and whimpers again.
“Tell me why,” I demand. My dick rubs her clit harder as her eyes roll back and her whole body convulses at the feel of it. “Go on, I want to hear it.”