Atlas #3
Turning the device back on again, I try to hold it longer this time.
I want her to come too. Her throat welcomes me deep inside again, walls fluttering and squeezing around every inch, her movements faster, hand cradling my balls, and I’m barely holding it, slamming my hips forward like a savage, brutally face-fucking her perfect mouth that was built exclusively for me to use.
I’m molding her throat for my cock, depriving her of air when I’m balls deep, and though the tears stream down her cheeks, she fuckin’ loves it.
I push up the power level of the device, and her moans, muffled by my dick, reach my spine, making me shudder, the tremor settling there, refusing to let go.
The lack of air makes everything so intense that I press stop, not because I can’t take it anymore without breathing, but because even a second more like this would’ve made me come. I don’t want this to end.
Summer glances at me with a notable dissatisfaction that I’ve stopped.
I can’t have my woman looking at me that way, so I turn the device back on, power to the max.
She didn’t last long last time I did that, but I doubt I can hold out longer without air.
The belt constricts around my neck, but I don’t fuckin’ care when her throat locks down on me like a vise.
Her strained cries around my cock vibrate up my spine, and pleasure spikes so hard I see white.
She is not sucking my dick, but the fuckin’ soul out of me, and I’ll gladly give it for what she offers in return.
When Summer flicks her tongue, I can no longer hold it.
And I don’t have to because she’s right there with me, moaning and shaking as she comes hard with me stuffed down her throat.
The sight of her eyes closing while she chokes on my cum sends me spiraling into fuckin’ oblivion, every muscle in my body paralyzed with bliss.
The growl, stopped by the belt, settles in my chest, rattling my insides, and it is like nothing before.
I don’t know if it’s the lack of air or me coming that intensely, but the ceiling whirls above me like I’m drunk on pure pleasure.
I might pass out any second now, and it would be worth it.
My gorgeous demon swallows every single drop I give her, and only then releases the belt, taking my cock out of her mouth.
I’m ready to beg for another round even though my heart rate is dangerously high, bordering on an early grave.
Her eyes are pinned on mine, while she licks off every last drop of cum.
“You sucked the soul out of me, love. The nickname I gave you is so very fitting.”
Summer grips my shaft, and her head falls, but it takes me moments to figure out why that is. I haven’t stopped the device.
“Fuck! I forgot, baby.”
I fumble to turn it off, and she stands, cheeks flushed in crimson shade, breathing fast and shallow. Her index finger collects some more cum from the side of her lips before she sucks it, and then pulls it out with a pop.
Well, RIP Atlas!
Summer takes the phone out of my hands, leaving it on my nightstand. When she comes back, she wraps the belt back on the pull-up bar, tying it hard. Grabbing her T-shirt and jacket from behind me, she puts them on one after the other.
“Stay for the night.” It’s an invitation. One that sounds more like a plea. One I’ve never offered to anyone before.
“First of all . . .” Her voice is hoarse from the way she’d gone all in on me. She clears her throat while pulling her fiery hair atop her jacket. “I will not lie in a bed you’ve fucked so many before me. And second—”
“I’ll burn this bed and get us a new one. Hell, I’ll burn the whole fuckin’ house if you want me to.”
She smirks.
“And second . . . You don’t seem to understand that what transpired so far was not my retaliation. What follows is.”
“Huh?!” There’s more? This is the craziest fuckin’ roller coaster ever.
“If you’re going to turn me into a spectacle before everyone, I’ll make you the main attraction in front of your friends. Feel free to call for them to release you whenever you’d like.”
“Wait, what? You’re going to leave me like this? Are you serious?”
“Serious as a heart attack, baby.”
“What if I stumble and strangle myself before they come?”
“Wow!” She chuckles. Fuckin’ chuckles at a valid question like this. “Then you would’ve been too clumsy to play these games with me.”
I stare at her like she pulled a rabbit out of my ass, and she lets out another vibrant giggle.
“I’m messing with you. I’ll be around to save you. I love your dick too much to let anything happen to its owner.”
Summer buttons up her jeans, hauls the backpack over her shoulder, and heads for the window.
For the fuckin’ window?
She snuck into my room through there?
“Who are you?”
She turns to face me, one leg already over the sill.
“I’m the woman who can get into your room just as easily through the window as I could through a locked door.
I’m the one who can leave you both breathless and speechless in more ways than one.
You’re not the only wolf around here.” With a wink, she adds, “Have a horrible night without me, my handsome Chocolate Bar Thief.”
“Have a horrible night without me, Succubus,” I say to an empty room.