Lured (Team Zero #1) - Rina Kent Page 0,12
from moving but they’re not bruising.
Dominic watches me intently while rubbing his bottom lip. It’s as if he’s an artist and I’m his artwork. He appears like a proud artist.
And I’m one hell of a stimulated artwork.
“Why do I need to be tied up for a blowjob?” I ask.
He laughs, the sound is dark and amused. “This won’t be a blowjob, baby girl. I will fuck your pretty face.”
Chapter Nine
When a stranger you barely met says he will fuck your face, normal people are supposed to run, right?
Apparently, I’m not normal.
I’m frozen in place. A flutter dances at the bottom of my belly and my gaze can’t rip away from how he removes his trousers. He’s yanking it down along with the black boxer briefs, but the gesture never looked so sophisticated.
My lips part at the sheer size of him. I don’t think my mouth can accommodate that, and yet… oh, how much I want to.
Unknowingly, my lips fall open more. A tingle curls my toes and my tied hands. I want to touch him.
His hand strokes his hard, thick cock from the base to the top. My lips part and I can’t help licking them. I never thought a man touching himself would look so effing hot.
“You want this, baby girl?” There’s a hint of playfulness as his deep dark eyes flame a path to my soul.
I’m on my knees, my hands are bound behind my back and I’m staring at the most beautiful view I’ve ever seen. What’s there not to want? “Oui...”
A smirk plays at his lips as his cock touches my lips.
I expected him to slam inside, but Dominic takes it slow. Too slow. His length slides inside my mouth. He releases a deep appreciative sound, and my thighs clench. There’s this inexplicable need to please him. Deep down, it brings me pleasure as well.
My tongue darts along his smooth skin. I wish my hands were free so I can make this better. But again, he bound me so he’ll be the only one in control.
Giving oral was fine with me because I got to control the pace with Pierre. That isn’t the case with Dominic. Not even close.
His eyes drip with sadistic pleasure knowing that he has me under his command. The intense way he stares at me makes me want to fly out of my skin.
I fairly adjust to his sheer size and power while keeping eye contact. This raw intimacy is seeping under my skin and straight to my bones.
Dominic threads his calloused fingers in my hair and thrusts deeper and firmer until he hits the back of my throat. Air is knocked out of my lungs. Panic seizes me by the gut.
I can’t breathe.
I can’t freaking breathe.
My gag reflex shoots and tears spring to my eyes.
He pulls out almost completely. I cough and splutter and saliva is streaming down the sides of my mouth.
“Breathe. That’s it.” His fingers stroke my hair. It’s controlled but soothing. “You have to trust me.”
Hah. I want to tell him I’d never trust a sociopath, but strangely, at this moment... I stare into those bewitching, unreadable eyes and I think I do trust him. At least for now.
I’m panting, tears are stinging my eyes, but I open my mouth again. He created a monster. I can’t get enough.
He thrusts until he nearly hits the back of my throat. But he doesn’t choke me. His fingers in my hair control my head and my whole being like a steering wheel. He does it again and again. He thrusts in and out of my mouth and sharp curses spill from him.
“So beautiful. So fucking breakable.” He grunts as more tears spill down my cheeks.
He loves hurting me, and I love that he does. How sick is that?
I can’t look away from him. His entire body is taut. His hair is slicked to perfection and his veiny forearms flex with every movement. His dark, freaking eyes keep beckoning me to sin.
Even though he’s using my mouth, I can feel my effect on him. It’s in the way his shoulders contract and the guttural way he grunts. My core pulses and aches with need.
“Fuck, Camille,” he growls while I feel him twitch inside my mouth. He comes deep in my throat. I swallow. Or try to, anyway. Cum spills on each side of my lips and down my collarbone. I never liked swallowing before, but I will be damned if I miss anything Dominic has to offer.
He pulls out, and I