Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 57044 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 285(@200wpm)___ 228(@250wpm)___ 190(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57044 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 285(@200wpm)___ 228(@250wpm)___ 190(@300wpm)
“Time’s ticking, Juno. You’re going to make me come whether someone walks in that door or not.”
I reach for him with my hands, and he grabs my wrist. “No. You have to earn the privilege of using your hands.”
I swear that the floor falls three feet below my knees, and I’m dizzy with the sound and scent and sight of him. That hazy, dreamy cologne wraps around me, and I feel like I’m in a dream.
Leaning forward, I touch my lips to the head of his cock. His skin is hot and smooth, and it’s all that I can do to keep myself from moaning. I haven’t done this many times, and I’ve never thought that I was that good at it, but I want this.
Slowly, I run my tongue over the tip. He tastes smoky and dark and delicious. And he’s bigger than any other guy that I’ve done this for. There have only been a couple, and it was nothing like this.
Nothing.
I take him deeper, sucking his shaft. He fills my mouth up faster than I would have thought possible. I reach for him again, and he grabs my wrists and pins them to his hips. “I told you no. Now take more.”
I work his cock deeper, as far as I think that I can take it, and it’s not even close to all of him. Holy shit he’s so big. I only know what I’ve done before, and I bob up and down on his cock, as much as I can move with my wrists pinned the way that they are.
“Look at me while you suck my cock,” Malcolm says.
I lift my eyes to his, looking all the way up his body. His gaze is filled with lust, and he squeezes one of my wrists before letting go, and I know without him having to say that he’s telling me not to move it. Pulling back, he slips out of my mouth. “How many of these have you done?”
Fire heats my skin. “Not that many.”
He cups my cheek and guides my mouth back onto him, thrusting deeper. “I like that,” he says, voice low and rough. “And I’m going to teach you exactly how I like it. So you know, and are always ready for me.”
I shudder in arousal at the same time I’m asking myself what the fuck is wrong with me. “But for now,” he says. “All you have to do is suck me hard. And swallow.”
That I can do. I close my eyes, focusing on the rhythm of moving my mouth, and the small catch in his breath when I take him deeper.
I do exactly what he says and suck him as hard as I can. Over and over and over. I can already taste his cum leaking from him, deep salt and flavor. “Harder,” he says, rocking his hips. The tip of him is nearly at the back of my throat, but I ignore everything but him. I move my head faster and suck harder and roll my tongue under him until he’s groaning and thrusting and so close that he can’t keep still.
Putting his hands on either side of my face, he holds me still as he thrusts once, and again, and one last time before he explodes across my tongue. It’s a flood, and I can’t hold it back. He told me to swallow, and I don’t have a choice, filled up with him as I am. I either swallow or spill, and so I obey him, and take everything he gives me.
His voice is loud in the empty classroom as he shouts his release. And then he releases me. I sink deeper onto my knees, and he slips from my mouth. He’s panting, staring at me with more of that unbridled lust. And he doesn’t take that fiery gaze off me while he puts his cock away. “Let’s go, pet,” he says, dragging me up off my knees. “I have some things to teach you about what it means to be mine.”
His hand clasps around my upper arm, and he pulls me with him. As he opens the door, we nearly run headlong into the professor of the class that’s about to start. An older man with glasses who looks surprised when we push past him, but that’s all I see.
I nearly have time to worry about if I looked as if I just had a cock in my mouth, because Malcolm isn’t slowing down. We’re practically racing toward Granite House, and I’m fully on board. I can’t wait to get there either.
8
Malcolm
My cock hasn’t gone soft at all, and that was one of the best orgasms of my life. The only thing in my head is to get Juno back to my house and into my bed as quickly as fucking possible. This isn’t how I imagined things going, but I’m fine with it. I’m going to re-create what I imagined this morning, and I’m going to have fun instructing her in exactly what I want from her.