Chapter 10 #2
There was nothing sweet about the way he fucked my throat, but I didn’t want tender right now.
If I stopped concentrating, his piercings snagged on my teeth, so I had to focus to keep my jaw cranked wide.
I’d had men treat me as if I was made of glass, and I thirsted for someone to fucking break me.
That’s what Ren was doing. He was bending and twisting me in all the right places.
Tomorrow, I’d still feel him behind my uvula.
I was used to blowing guys, but he was big and the piercings were new to me, so new that it was an entirely weird experience.
A first. It was difficult not to gag around the strange feeling.
He gripped my hair tighter and pain sliced down my spine, warping and merging with the lust that sizzled at my tailbone. My dick jerked against my underwear, the throbbing increasing as Ren fucked my throat ruthlessly.
My slit wept with precum, and hungry desperation prickled my skin until it was nearly unbearable.
I was horny and so full of adrenaline that I couldn’t decide if I was going to come in my pants or implode from the desire that swelled in every part of me.
My senses began to narrow down to the pleasurable pain in my throat as my mind got fuzzier. I could barely snag a breath.
“Fuck, KC. Fuck. Swallow around me. Yeah, just like that.” He yanked my hair, and I keened, arching my neck and opening my throat wider for him. My vision went spotty as I gagged again. Fuck, his piercings were so different from anything I’d ever handled while giving head.
I tried and failed to whimper and that was all it took for him to freeze, balls deep in my mouth.
His cum shot down my throat, and I swallowed it all, ignoring the disappointment that I couldn’t taste him.
At the last second, he backed off and pumped a load directly into my mouth.
The salty sweet flavor left my head even foggier than the lack of oxygen.
He smeared whatever was left on the tip across my lips.
The moment he finished, he dropped onto the bed beside me.
His chest rose and fell in sharp, deep breaths.
I stayed still, not moving an inch even as my throat burned. My dick ached and my fingers trembled with the need to haul it out and jerk off until I blew a load all over myself. I didn’t know what hurt more, my windpipe or hard-on.
All I could think about was coming.
Would he help me? I wasn’t sure I cared. It had to happen. I was so close it was physically painful.
I cleared my throat, wincing at the discomfort that weirdly put me closer to the edge. Any pain caused by his dick was my new favorite.
He chuckled as he slowly sat up and cupped me through my sweatpants. I hissed, hips rising to meet him. “You want to blow your load? You have big meat in here. You’re a titan. My big meat titan.” He smirked.
I didn’t groan at the insanely ridiculous nickname, didn’t have enough brain cells swirling to come up with a good response. Instead, I whined at the way he squeezed my bulge.
“Please,” I whimpered.
“Let’s get you out of these.”
A sound of relief spilled from my lips as he tugged my sweatpants and underwear, yanking them down and off my legs. My dick jumped with its new freedom, slapping against my abs. Finally.
A shrill sound echoed through the apartment, and I froze. I shot a look at Ren, pleading, begging him to tell me that wasn’t what I thought it was.
“Ah, we have a visitor. You’ll have to wait.”
I shook my head frantically.
“Yes. You will.” Ren wriggled off the bed and strutted out of the bedroom like I wasn’t still naked and hard as a fucking baseball bat.
I opened my mouth, then closed it, some weird urge to stay still and listen to him keeping me rooted to the spot on the bed, even though I was dying.
There was chatter, but I couldn’t hear what was being said, and then I heard Ren get closer. His voice echoed around the hallway.
“Don’t be a baby. I know you’re at least in your twenties.”
“Fuck you,” someone snapped back.
I tensed. No, not just someone. Oli.
“I came here because your employee said you wanted to talk about your business. He said you knew what I did and that you were going to call the cops for breaking and entering.”
Breaking and entering? What the fuck? If I had more blood circulation to my head and less in my dick, I might ask. Maybe later. My brain was trying to catch up with why Oli was here.
“And you came? That’s stupid.” Ren laughed.
I shoved myself up, ignoring the part of my mind that screamed at me to obey Ren.
He hadn’t told me I could move, but I was sliding off the bed anyway.
My knees nearly gave out, but I stayed on my feet as I tugged on my sweatpants.
Taking a deep breath, I shoved open the door and stepped into the hallway.
Panic surged deep behind my ribs. I cupped my hands over my wood.
I was right.
Oli stood at the start of the hallway with Ren, his arms crossed and his eyebrows furrowed in irritation. He was so much shorter than Ren, barely coming to Ren’s chin, but he held his own. He didn’t back down against a man who had twice the muscle he did.
“You’re an asshole,” he snapped at Ren.
“Thank you. That’s the nicest thing anyone’s ever said to me.” Ren was wearing boxers, but I didn’t know where he’d found them because he’d left the room naked.
I didn’t miss the way Oli was checking him out, and honestly, I didn’t blame him for one second.
Ren looked larger than life with confidence oozing off him.
He wasn’t bulky like me, but he was muscled and solid and all around just larger than Oli.
He was also calm and collected, a man with control and poise.
Ren’s gaze swept toward me. “Sweetheart, did I give you permission to move?”
I swallowed around the ache in my throat as Oli focused on me. His mouth popped open and his gaze trailed over my bare chest in a way that could only be described as ogling.
“KC?”
I blinked. Then blinked, again. My mind wasn’t playing tricks on me. He was here. A mixture of embarrassment and lust sank deep into my bones, setting me alight again. My dick throbbed as my eyes dropped to Oli’s lips, wet and shiny.
The same ones that’d been on me yesterday.
“Hi, Oli.”
Ren grinned smugly, and I tilted my head, taking in the way his gaze tracked me, then Oli with careful observation. “Oh, you two know each other? Small world.”
Oli glowered at him and muttered something I couldn’t hear.
Then, Ren’s smile widened and twisted into an emotion I couldn’t describe. Sardonic, maybe. Or lustful. It was strange to think the two could be so close, but with Ren, apparently it was difficult to tell. “Would you like to join us, Oliver?”
I sucked in a breath as the words perforated my mind. My dick jerked, surprisingly pleased at the offer.
Holy shit. Did I want Oli to join us?
My balls tightened at the thought. So yes. The answer was yes, I most definitely fucking did want Oli to have fun with us.