Bane? I can probably handle that."
His jaw worked slowly to the left, calculation in his heated gaze. "How many points is it?"
Shit.
He raised his gaze. "Well?"
" I'm not doing that."
" You're eventually going to have to get out of the kiddie section sweetheart if we're going to win this. I hope you know that. The Sadist in there probably has a thousand points. Now, do you need to win this fucking competition or not?"
I stared at the paper in my lap. "It's worth one hundred." I clenched my eyes shut. "Please, I can't. Not that. Something else." I sounded like a baby.
" What about…" I stared at the maybe options now. "Number…twelve."
" I don't have my book, love."
" Well… get it. I'm not going to say it."
" God forbid. Just so you do it."
" Yes, exactly. I don't need to sing about it."
He came back with his list and sat on the couch. He looked at me in astonishment after reading. "Really?"
I slapped my lap. "Seriously?"
" Okay. Now? Sorry, stupid question. Where?"
" Wherever, I don't care." I waved my hand.
" Right here."
The husky sound of his voice shot sparks through me. I really didn 't mind doing things to him. That wasn't quite as bad as him doing it to me. I had control this way. "Get ready then." I picked up the blindfold. I wouldn't be able to watch.
" You already used the blindfold."
" Well I just won't get points for it then." He stood and I quickly tied it on tight. "Tell me when you're ready."
" I'm ready."
Dear God he sounded ready. His voice strained with anticipation. I felt my way to the couch until I encountered his hand. He guided me between his legs and I held on to his knees. Just oral. Like… like… puffing on a giant cigarette.
But I didn't smoke.
" Take your time sweetheart but, if you don't mind," he whispered, "please hurry the fuck up."
The strain in his voice said he was dying with need. And the idea that he needed it actually made me not mind giving it. Odd. I slowly slid my hands over his legs, feeling my way. The intimacy of that made me wish I could see so I could go straight to the job site.
"I'm so fucking hard for you."
The nearly gasped words shot heat between my legs. I focused on the feel of him. His legs were warm and muscular. I wanted to really feel them but…
He took my hands and placed them on his cock and I let out a stupid yelp. "Okay. Okay."
" Yes." The desire in that word as he held my hands on him and pumped his hips… made me nearly dizzy. He continued moving the extremely large phallus between my hands. "Please suck me."
Oh dear God. I lowered until my lips found him, ready to forget everything. I opened my mouth and took the head between my lips.
"Oh my fucking God." He thrust slowly with a long hiss. Those sounds. Heat speared through my body as I held the length of him in both hands and began moving my lips over the thick top. "So perfect."
Encouraged, and yes, horny out of my mind now, I took more of him in, his taste growing on me until I sucked more, deeper, faster.
"Oh God, Tara!"
The devastation in his voice shook me. To think I had that power to give him this pleasure…I liked it. I liked to hear him feel good. I pulled up and licked all over the top and his hands gripped my head tight.
I gasped in fear that he'd pull my hair and I'd have a reflex again.
" Suck it, Tara… fucking don't stop, take it deep. Take it all for me."
I moaned desperately on him, doing it, wanting to give him anything he wanted. Everything. I skimmed my hands up his muscled abs, feeling him. Oh God, he was so beautiful, his body. I was suddenly hungry for all of it.
"Fuck! I'm coming baby." He grabbed my head and held it tight and bucked his hips. I cried out around his cock, my nails digging into his sides as I held on. "Can I fucking do it in your mouth!"
I could only nod frantically and he roared just as hot liquid hit the back of my throat. I knew that was the most foolish thing I could ever do, taking his semen into my mouth. The semen of a
His jaw worked slowly to the left, calculation in his heated gaze. "How many points is it?"
Shit.
He raised his gaze. "Well?"
" I'm not doing that."
" You're eventually going to have to get out of the kiddie section sweetheart if we're going to win this. I hope you know that. The Sadist in there probably has a thousand points. Now, do you need to win this fucking competition or not?"
I stared at the paper in my lap. "It's worth one hundred." I clenched my eyes shut. "Please, I can't. Not that. Something else." I sounded like a baby.
" What about…" I stared at the maybe options now. "Number…twelve."
" I don't have my book, love."
" Well… get it. I'm not going to say it."
" God forbid. Just so you do it."
" Yes, exactly. I don't need to sing about it."
He came back with his list and sat on the couch. He looked at me in astonishment after reading. "Really?"
I slapped my lap. "Seriously?"
" Okay. Now? Sorry, stupid question. Where?"
" Wherever, I don't care." I waved my hand.
" Right here."
The husky sound of his voice shot sparks through me. I really didn 't mind doing things to him. That wasn't quite as bad as him doing it to me. I had control this way. "Get ready then." I picked up the blindfold. I wouldn't be able to watch.
" You already used the blindfold."
" Well I just won't get points for it then." He stood and I quickly tied it on tight. "Tell me when you're ready."
" I'm ready."
Dear God he sounded ready. His voice strained with anticipation. I felt my way to the couch until I encountered his hand. He guided me between his legs and I held on to his knees. Just oral. Like… like… puffing on a giant cigarette.
But I didn't smoke.
" Take your time sweetheart but, if you don't mind," he whispered, "please hurry the fuck up."
The strain in his voice said he was dying with need. And the idea that he needed it actually made me not mind giving it. Odd. I slowly slid my hands over his legs, feeling my way. The intimacy of that made me wish I could see so I could go straight to the job site.
"I'm so fucking hard for you."
The nearly gasped words shot heat between my legs. I focused on the feel of him. His legs were warm and muscular. I wanted to really feel them but…
He took my hands and placed them on his cock and I let out a stupid yelp. "Okay. Okay."
" Yes." The desire in that word as he held my hands on him and pumped his hips… made me nearly dizzy. He continued moving the extremely large phallus between my hands. "Please suck me."
Oh dear God. I lowered until my lips found him, ready to forget everything. I opened my mouth and took the head between my lips.
"Oh my fucking God." He thrust slowly with a long hiss. Those sounds. Heat speared through my body as I held the length of him in both hands and began moving my lips over the thick top. "So perfect."
Encouraged, and yes, horny out of my mind now, I took more of him in, his taste growing on me until I sucked more, deeper, faster.
"Oh God, Tara!"
The devastation in his voice shook me. To think I had that power to give him this pleasure…I liked it. I liked to hear him feel good. I pulled up and licked all over the top and his hands gripped my head tight.
I gasped in fear that he'd pull my hair and I'd have a reflex again.
" Suck it, Tara… fucking don't stop, take it deep. Take it all for me."
I moaned desperately on him, doing it, wanting to give him anything he wanted. Everything. I skimmed my hands up his muscled abs, feeling him. Oh God, he was so beautiful, his body. I was suddenly hungry for all of it.
"Fuck! I'm coming baby." He grabbed my head and held it tight and bucked his hips. I cried out around his cock, my nails digging into his sides as I held on. "Can I fucking do it in your mouth!"
I could only nod frantically and he roared just as hot liquid hit the back of my throat. I knew that was the most foolish thing I could ever do, taking his semen into my mouth. The semen of a
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