5. Ryan #2
I leaned forward and let my tongue flick out to catch the pearly white drop. Huh. It wasn’t as bad as I’d thought it was going to be. Another appeared and I automatically caught that one too. Before long, I was lapping at Dominic’s slit, making sure none escaped.
My scalp ached as Dominic’s grip tightened. “Jesus, Shadow.”
I sat back slightly, forgetting everything about wanting the power. Control. About making Dominic break. All my brain could focus on was the question I asked. “Am I doing it wrong?”
His eyes darkened. “No, Ry. Just keep your teeth covered.”
I nodded and was immediately furious at myself for listening to him. The less said about the question I’d asked, the better. I shouldn’t want anything from Dominic. Not his protection. Not his attention. Not his reassurance.
So why the fuck was I seeking all three?
It was a dangerous situation to be in. Wanting anything from him led to situations like this. Where I was on my knees, having my first sexual experience with another man.
Not just any man, but one I hated.
Thoughts of putting a stop to this were nowhere to be found as I lowered my mouth to his cock. As I wrapped my lips around the head and gave a tentative suck.
A noise left Dominic unlike any I’d heard before. It was a cross between a curse and a moan. An undoing. It had me taking him in further. Bobbing my head slightly. Running my tongue over his glans.
It wasn’t like I’d had long to consider what this would be like, but it was safe to say it was nothing like I’d expected. It didn’t feel weird or wrong.
No…it felt right. Disturbingly right. Not because he was a man, but because he was him.
This wasn’t a position I’d ever expected to be in. But now that I was?
I think I was enjoying it. More than enjoying it, judging by the throbbing in my jeans.
Dominic’s breaths were coming fast now. He shifted slightly and I lost my balance. My hand shot up to catch myself on his thigh. Shit. Was it weird that I was touching him like that?
Dude’s cock is in your mouth and that’s what you’re worried about?
Yeah, I probably should get my priorities straight. Dominic hadn’t reacted to my hand placement so I decided to leave it there. Just in case he moved again. That was the only reason.
It had nothing to do with how I could feel his thigh bunching. Or the warmth that was radiating from him. Nothing to do with the feeling of safety touching him gave me.
Balance. That’s all it was.
I took him a little deeper and he gave a low groan that I felt all the way to my toes. Getting more confident, I tried to take even more of him. But the second his cock hit the back of my throat, my gag reflex was triggered.
I choked and gasped as I pulled off of him. Fuck, I had to look a mess. Saliva was drying on my chin. My cheeks felt like a furnace.
I couldn’t believe I’d fucked up. God, what would Dominic think of me now?
Why do you care about that?
I had no idea. But I did care.
I hated that almost as much as I hated him.
A sharp tug on my hair had me lifting my head. My heart did something funny when I realised Dominic wasn’t amused or pissed off.
No. I thought he was aroused.
His pupils were so blown that his already dark eyes appeared black. His lips were parted, ragged breaths dragging between them. He stared down at me. I wondered for a moment what he saw. What he was thinking.
It hit me then, how beautiful Dominic was. It wasn’t fair. One person shouldn’t be allowed to be this good looking.
We stayed like that for a heartbeat, just staring at each other. Completely lost in the scenario that was unfolding.We were just two strangers, stuck in a moment of insanity together.
Or maybe I was imagining it, because then he blinked and he was smirking once more. “Do it again.”
My eyes bugged wide. Okay, so apparently enjoying someone choking on your cock wasn’t just something that happened in porn. He’d mentioned it earlier, but I hadn’t realised he’d meant it.
Obviously I’d been wrong.
His hand tightened on my hair, but he didn’t lead me back to his cock. He just smirked down at me arrogantly, waiting for me to continue.
And fuck him, because that’s exactly what I did.
I dove back onto his cock, taking him as deep as I could. This time, I didn’t pull all the way back when I choked. Instead, I retreated enough to breathe before taking him deep again. Gradually, my body got used to the intrusion. I was able to last longer before the need to breathe overtook me.
The hard floor beneath my knees. The denim under my fingers. The ticking of the clock. Time itself. All of it faded away. Nothing else existed except making Dominic come.
I didn’t focus on what would happen, just that it would . Then, I would finally have won.
I’d have all the power.
Dominic was speaking now. His words floated down to me, punctuated by the filthy sounds we were making together.
“That’s it.”
“Fuck, Ry.”
“You love this, don’t you? Devouring my cock, tasting me.”
“You were built to choke on my cock, Shadow.”
“Look at you, taking me so well.”
“Keep going.Look at you drooling over my dick.”
Drooling was right. My face was covered, but I didn’t care.
Didn’t give a fuck. Especially with how his praise was setting me ablaze.
I wanted more. Fuck, I think I needed it.
I was rocking on the floor, stroking myself the best I could through my joggers.
I didn’t want to take myself out. I couldn’t.
It was one thing being on my knees for Dominic.
It was another thing entirely for him to realise how much I was enjoying it.
My scalp stung as he tugged suddenly. “Fuck, Shadow. Oh fuck. Fuck. I’m coming.”
The bite of pain was apparently all I needed to send me over the edge. The force of my orgasm distracted me from the knowledge that another man was coming in my mouth. I swallowed automatically, moaning as I rode the highs of the waves that rolled over me.
There was a moment of peace that followed. My mind went quiet. There were no negative thoughts. No questions about what’d just happened.
Just peace.
I wasn’t the one to break it.
“Fuck.” Dominic pulled himself out of my mouth, hastily shoving himself into his jeans. “ Fuck .I can’t believe we did that.”
Any warm feelings I might’ve had towards him evaporated like mist. I swiped the back of my hand over my mouth as I glared up at him. “We? I’m the one who was on my knees, Dominic. Wasn’t like you did anything out of the ordinary.”
He grabbed my collar and hauled me close. His eyes were dark again, but this darkness I was familiar with. It was the one that preceded a storm of his making.One of fury and determination. “You don’t tell anyone about this, you got that?”
“Likewise,” I snarled, shoving his hand away. “Don’t think that what just happened gives you the right to manhandle me, Dominic. I choose when you get to touch me, not the other way around.”
He blinked in surprise. To be honest, I was surprised too. I thought maybe I wouldn’t be able to stand up to him after that, but it was the opposite.
Dominic might’ve lit the match, but I’d taken it and set the whole stack ablaze. I had no idea what would happen next.
But I was content to let it burn all the same.
He backed up to the window and triumph flared in me. I’d won. I’d actually won. Dominic had tried to push me to my limits and failed.
But then he smirked and the flare dimmed. “We’ll see about that.”
I should’ve known the game wouldn’t end there.