He leans forward and grabs my chin, getting right in my face. “Then fucking act like it.” Oh my god. The way he speaks in that tone. Flames lick at my neck, and I’ve never wanted it more. “Make it wet.” I spit on his length and slide my lips over him. He smiles. “Be my messy girl.” I’ve never been spoken to this way or treated like this, and I can’t get enough. I moan around him and take him deeper but gag. Before I can feel mortified, his voice cuts through my negative thoughts. “Ugh, I love that sound. It’s okay if you choke a little . . .” If that didn’t deter him, I’ve got nothing to lose.
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