Chapter 11
Standing behind me, he wrapped one arm around the front of my torso, grabbing both wrists and holding them against my stomach.
With his other hand on my chin, his thumb skimming my lips, then pulling down my lower lip.
My breathing deepened as I let him drag his finger down my chin, skimming slowly down my neck until it reached the base where his entire palm rested.
The palm of his hand gripped the base of my neck.
My insides were melting as I looked into his eyes and sensed all the danger behind them.
His hand slid down my chest, and he pulled down my tube top, tracing my bra with his finger to the back hook.
With one snap, the bra was undone and fell to the floor.
It was quick, and my body reacted immediately.
With my breasts completely exposed, I kept my eyes on the wall in front of me that had a mirror to display what was happening in front of my eyes.
I watch his free hand unbutton my pants, then unzip me, making his way under my panties.
I deeply inhale when he places his hand over my lace underwear and pushed the fabric to the side to slide two of his thick fingers over my clit.
I inhale sharply at how sensitive the area was to his touch.
“I want you to watch.” His grip around my wrists was tight. “Understood?”
The words were caught in my throat, and I could not reply as he slid his fingers back and forth over the delicate area.
“Bethany, do you understand.” He wasn’t asking. He was commanding.
“Yes,” I muttered.
The hand holding my wrists loosened, and he took them to my breasts. “I want you to get them as hard as you can.”
I do as he pleases as we both watch through the mirror. He eyed me, touching my breasts and flicking my nipples until they were hard. His fingers rubbing on my clit were now wet, moving them further down he slid his fingers inside me. Emilio eyes lit up at the sound of a moan escaping my mouth.
“Harder,” he demanded.
The harder I twisted my nipples, the faster his fingers slid in and out of me.
“Pull,” he stated.
As I pulled on my nipples, he entered another finger inside me and shoved all three as far in as they could go, pulsing them quickly, no longer sliding them out.
The build-up of an orgasm was growing rapidly.
His thumb made its way to my clit, and the pressure tipped me over the edge.
I let out a cry as my legs went numb. Emilio held me up, pressing his body against mine.
His fingers were drenched with my cum and I watch him them into his mouth and pull them out leaving them now clean.
He grabbed my hair, pulling it as he spun me around to face him.
I made sure my hardened nipples touched his chest through his shirt.
With his free hand, he began to unbuckle his belt; I could see the excitement in his eyes as they darkened—the buckle clanking as he undid it made me breathe heavier.
My chest lifted as I inhaled; I could feel my nipples dig further into his chest, and, in return, his grip on my hair tightened.
“MMM,” the light moan escaped my lips.
Attempting to help him pull down his pants, Emilio swatted my hands away, so instead, I fell in front of him onto my knees, getting myself ready. Watching him pull out his cock, it was just as intimidating as he was. With a wide girth, it looked like the veins were about to burst through the skin.
“Look at me,” he demanded tightening the grip on my hair.
I did as I was told. He pushed his dick completely into my mouth while holding my head so that I couldn’t pull away.
It was a natural reaction to pull back as I began to choke, but this only made him go deeper down into my throat.
My eyes widened and began to tear. I should be terrified that I’d die from suffocation, but in this moment, this was all I wanted.
My mouth filled with saliva, and I could feel it sliding down my face.
He was enjoying this as his thick cock took up my entire mouth.
Keeping my eyes on Emilio, I could feel his hand brushing my cheek as though it would calm me down.
The realization on his face that he was being too aggressive had made him begin to withdraw from my mouth.
I didn’t know how much I needed this, and there was no need to pull back.
My hands went to his thighs, and I pulled him back toward me, ramming his dick back down my throat.
For the first time, it felt like I had total control, and it wouldn’t slip through my fingers now.
“Jesus, Bethany!” he growled at my unexpected move.
Looking back down at me, his eyes were dark, completely dilated, full of lust. I dig my pink nails into his thighs to let him know this isn’t over yet as I tighten my lips around the base of his shaft.
Finally gaining his approval, both his hand clenched my hair again as I let him fuck my mouth numb.
He was relentless in his thrusts, and I relished every moment as my eyes watered.
“I’m going to cum.”
Before he could finish the words, I felt his hot semen burst out of him, shooting down my throat with excess spilling out of my mouth.
Tears rolled down my cheek as I choked, but I refused for him to pull out until every drop of him went into my mouth.
Emilio propped his arms forward onto the mirror on the wall for support, leaving a print.
After swallowing every drop, I allow him to pull out.
He watched as I licked the access cum that dribbled down my face until I got every last bit of it.
His cock twitched in my face from excitement.
Grabbing my chin with his hand, “If you spill a word of this to anyone, I’ll sow that pretty mouth of yours up.”