Chapter 41
CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
THEA
My heart pounds in my chest. I shouldn’t be doing this. This is not a good idea.
Though when Massio’s cock springs free of his shorts, all common sense floats out of my brain, and in its place is the need to please him and chase my pleasure.
He lies beside the pool, propped up on his elbows, and watches me through his hooded eyes. His huge cock is slick with pre-cum, strings of it stick to his abs and slide down his shaft, and my mouth waters to taste him.
“I want to taste you, Daddy.”
He groans. “Yeah, Daddy wants his little brat to take his big cock in her little mouth.” Pressing on my bottom lip, he pushes my mouth open. “In here.” He pumps his thumb in and out of my mouth.
I scoot forward between his thighs, and he holds his cock up, aiming at my mouth. “Come, lick Daddy.”
Resting my hands on his quads, I bend, then he guides his cock into my mouth, using one hand at the back of my head to lower me.
I gag instantly, but he doesn’t let up; he’s rougher than usual, and there’s an urgency behind the way he pumps in and out of me, lifting his ass to meet with the way he pushes my head back and forth.
“Take it,” he demands. “Taste my cock in your mouth, Little Brat.”
He hits the back of my throat relentlessly, but I remain steadfast, and the desperation behind his assault on me increases my need to please him.
My head hurts from his rough grasp, tears flow down my face, spittle coats my chin, and the choking sound that I make around his cock is obscene. “Fuck, like that, Little Brat. Nobody has taken me as good as you before. Such a good girl for Daddy.”