Chapter Five
H esitantly, I dropped to my knees, my body shaking as I obeyed.
“Good girl,” he cooed, his words a blend of mockery and praise.
I crawled toward him, my legs trembling as I heard the snap of his waistband. When I reached his feet, I looked up, my breath hitching.
Dangling above me was the most enormous cock I had ever seen in my life. Deep purple veins pulsed angrily, matching the flicker in his eyes as he looked down at me. My own eyes widened in shock.
“It’s too big,” I protested, shaking my head. “I can’t do it.”
He only chuckled, a cold, cruel sound. “You’ll manage. Or maybe I’ll teach you how to take me. Either way, my entire cock is going to be buried in your throat tonight. I’m finally taking what’s mine.”
I hesitated, taking a steadying breath, bracing myself. I could handle this. If I sucked him off, acted like I was really into it, maybe he’d be satisfied. Maybe he’d leave me alone. But a darker thought crept in, one I wasn’t ready to face. Would it really be an act? I could feel the heat rising in me, a blush spreading as I felt the desire burning inside me.
A slow smirk spread up his face.
“Any day now.”
I started by licking his shaft up and down, twirling my tongue around his tip. He moaned, and his head fell back, lost in the moment. I continued licking, savoring how he felt against my tongue, his cock hardening by the second. My mind and body were at war—my mind screamed not to enjoy this, but my body was slowly giving in, my pussy throbbing, becoming wetter by the second.
Finally, he looked down at me hungrily, eyes burning.
“Now suck it,” he ordered, grabbing a fistful of my hair and pulling my mouth down further and further onto his cock. He wasn’t gentle. He was as ruthless as he’d promised. Continuing to push me down until I felt my throat constrict, and I gagged on him.
Frantic for air, I pushed hard against his thighs. Gasping, heart pounding, I looked up at him, my eyes pleading.
But his expression wasn’t one of sympathy. Instead, that cruel smile crept up the corner of his mouth, and his eyes darkened.
“Is that all you’ve got?” he taunted. “Looks like I’m going to have to teach you how to take my cock. All of it.”
He fisted my hair into a ponytail, pulling my head back, forcing me to look up at him as he held his cock in front of my face, still throbbing. He held it tight at the base and smacked me across the cheek so hard it stung.
“Stop!” I cried, humiliated.
But he showed me no mercy. Bending closer, he lifted my chin, so I was forced to meet his gaze. He whispered into my ear, his voice low and fierce.
“You don’t make the rules here. I do. And you’re not stopping until you’ve drained every last drop of cum from my body.”
My heart pounded, my body betraying me with a strange, aching need.
How could I be feeling this? I nodded reluctantly.
“Good girl. Now open up,” he commanded.
I opened my mouth, and he shoved his cock down my throat in one abrupt motion. My eyes bulged as my throat constricted, but this time, I didn’t gag. He pulled himself all the way out, and I gasped for air.
“Such a good girl, now you’re getting it,” he praised, but there was no warmth in his voice.
He pushed it in again, further this time. My head fell backward with his force, opening my throat up even more for him. He held my head steady with both hands while he fucked my face relentlessly. Tears welled in my eyes, and I sputtered and gagged. I signaled for him to stop by pushing on his leg.
He pulled out as I gasped.
“Had enough yet?” he sneered.
“Yes,” I panted, voice shaky. “Please. I’ll do anything else.”
His brow lifted in amusement. “I’ll keep that in mind.” But then he laughed, a low, cruel chuckle, shaking his head. “You still don’t get it, do you? I’m in charge. You’re done when I say you’re done. Now open your fucking mouth. My cock’s hungry for more of that throat, those pretty lips. I want your lips all the way down my shaft. Every fucking inch.”
My breathing had enough time to regulate as I gathered my nerve. I nodded, bracing myself for his next attack on my throat. If I did this, satisfied him, surely, he’d let me leave.
“Yes,” I whispered.
He scowled, a terrifying expression that caught me off guard. “Yes? Is that all you have to say to me?”
I tilted my head, confused about what he wanted. He lowered his face to mine, grabbing me by the cheeks, speaking through gritted teeth.
“Say, ‘Yes, Sir. Fill my throat with your cock.’”
My cheeks flushed with embarrassment. There was no way I was saying that to him. But he rose to his full height and continued to stare down at me, waiting. He held his cock tentatively near my face, in warning, ready to strike my cheek with it again.
“Yes, S-sir,” I stammered. “F-fill my throat with your cock.” I managed to get the words out.
A dark satisfaction crossed his face. His cock pulsed, and he jammed it down my throat again, this time driving it all the way to the hilt in one motion. My throat constricted, and I gagged like never before, tears running down my cheeks. But his cock only throbbed more as my throat clenched.
“Look at you, taking it all like I told you to. Such a good little slut,” he murmured, holding my head down all the way while my throat continued to convulse.
Finally, I felt his body tense, and deep, hot ropes of his cum flooded the back of my throat. He groaned and pushed down harder on my head as he spilled himself into me.
“Fuck, Scarlett.”
He finally pulled out, wiping his dick across my face to clean himself, smirking as he did.
“What a good girl you are.”
He lifted me to my feet, pulling me close, wrapping his hands around my waist, embracing me in… a hug. The sudden contact caught me off guard, and I felt my heart rate slow as he held me against his chest, his warmth seeping into my body.
He leaned down and kissed my forehead softly.
“That was amazing. Better than I ever imagined. You’re so fucking perfect.”
His words sent a thrill through me, and I cursed myself for feeling something for this ruthless animal of a man. But he was so gorgeous, so… intoxicating. I chanced a glance up, realizing his steely blue eyes were already scanning other parts of me.
“I’ve never had anyone do that,” I confessed, feeling a strange sense of pride for having pleased him.
His smile widened as he tightened his hold around me. “Good. Because you’re mine. I own you. If I catch you so much as looking at another man, you’ll be punished.” His arm around me was crushing, like a weight, his words even heavier than his physical force.
He owns me? I froze, my breath catching. Is he serious?
My mind flickered to Ryan. We hadn’t said we were exclusive yet, hadn’t even gotten physical, but it certainly felt wrong that I was doing… this… with another man. Not that Adrian was giving me a choice.
I glanced up at him, eyes pleading. Please, let me leave.
But he chuckled, as if he were reading my thoughts.
“You think you’re done?” he hissed as he reached down, groaning as he squeezed my ass possessively.
“Not even close.”