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Before he can make another move on me. I drop to my knees and kiss the tip, my tongue swirling around, licking up the cum that was there a moment ago. I wrap my hand around the base, taking his cock to the back of my throat. I look up at him. His eyes are watching me, possession and dominance fire in his eyes. I gulp because I know he’s not going to be gentle with me. I wouldn’t want him to be, but right now, it’s taking all of his control not to fuck my face. I love it when I have him like this, by his literal balls.
“Start sucking me like a good girl, or I’m going to fuck your mouth like I took your cunt last night.”
A shiver runs right down my spine. He doesn’t miss a thing. He breathes out a breath that lets me know I’m on really thin ice right now. I keep my eyes on him as I gaze up at his body as droplets of water travel down his defined muscles. The guy is a work of art. I slowly, teasingly, take him in my mouth, his tall body stopping the water from spraying in my face. I hum as I take him further and swallow so as not to gag and take him as deep as he’ll go.
He pushes a couple of strands of hair that have fallen in front of my face. Gripping my head tightly. He moves his fingers, scratching at my scalp.
I close my eyes, moaning in pleasure with each movement of his fingers, every little scratch.
“This is your last warning,” he groans. His voice is hoarse, and I can feel the tension in his hands as he grips my hair tighter.
I pull my head back only slightly, and I still have half his cock resting on my tongue. I inhale and take in his scent, the arousal coming off him, and it feels like a drug I can’t get enough of. I move my hand from the base of his cock and brush my hand against his balls.
He flinches, proving my point that he’s so on edge right now. He closes his eyes, and for the first time, he’s not looking at me. When he opens them again seconds later, something has changed. His whole body feels stronger somehow, and in that second, I know he’s about to follow through on his threat.
I smile up at him because I think a small part of me wants this. I love it when he dominates me and takes what he wants when I push him too far that his basic instincts take over, and he loses himself in me. I keep my hand on his balls, my nails scratching the thin layer of skin.
I move my head bobbing slowly, egging on to claim me. I squeeze his balls slightly, and then it happens.
He pulls all my hair back, scooping it away from my face. He’s rough, and I love it. I move my free hand to his hip. If he’s going to claim me, I’m going to need something to hold on to. I could hold on to the tile bench along the shower wall, but where would the fun in that be?
“Hold on tight,” he says, slowly moving my hand that’s on his balls to his other hip.
I smile up at him and swirl my tongue around the crown of his beautiful cock, the only part of his cock still in my mouth.
He forces his cock all the way into my mouth as I hold my jaw open for him to take me. My hands move from his hips as I grab onto his ass, my nails digging into his skin. We moan in unison as he fucks my mouth, drool flooding out of my mouth and down my chin. I breathe through my nose; the water continues to flow down his back, and I slowly get an idea in my head. I move my hands further around his ass.
He fucks me harder in my mouth than he did in my cunt, proving his point. Tears fall from my eyes, but I keep them on him. He needs my eyes on him. He needs to know I'm okay. I swallow him. Loving him taking me like this. I inch my finger slowly to his ass and breach his opening just as his cock jerks in my mouth.
He groans aloud, cuming down my throat as I push my finger into his ass.
31
JAX
The office is in a commotion after HR dropped a bomb in everyone’s e-mail this morning. Of course, I knew it was coming, which is why Bryan wanted my ear in this office. Bryan and the other named partner are due in the office any minute.
Chloe: Hope today goes okay.
Jax: Thanks. The office is crazy.
Chloe: Word has hit here. Just FYI.
Chloe: Apparently, one of the junior associates was in the coffee shop at the time of the email blast.
Jax: Great, Bryan is going to hit the roof.
Chloe: See you tonight.
I sit, re-reading the message for the thousandth time since she sent it less than half an hour ago. Bryan would have my balls in a vice if he found out I’d told anyone what was going on. Let alone a competing firm. But I trust Chloe. I’ve slowly been trying to convince her to move here since she’s not exactly happy at the firm she is at. The timing was less than ideal with Greyson’s charity event tomorrow night. A couple of the partners are going to be there. I’m not looking forward to not being able to spend time with Chloe all night.
Bryan opens my door, the only person in the office I let walk in. I put my phone back down on the table, face down.
“Is she coming tomorrow night?” he asks, sitting in one of the chairs facing my desk.
“Who?” I ask, knowing what he’s trying to get out of me.
“Whoever it is that’s been taking up all of your time. You’ve been a different guy for weeks.”
