Her Alpha Lover: A Draken and Charli Boxed Set by Richensexi Amanda

Author:Richensexi, Amanda [Richensexi, Amanda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Erotica, BDSM, Erotic romance, billionaire, Exhibitionism, voyeurism, robots, sex toys, spanking
Publisher: Parlor Publications
Published: 2016-08-21T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Charli nodded as well as she reasonably could, filled with a mega swollen dick. She was gripped by anxiety. What if he didn't fuck her after all? What if he just wanted her to suck him all evening? Could her sex stand not to be filled again by Draken's cock after waiting all this time?

Where's your pride, Charli girl?

Sucking on Draken Almatto's cock, stupid.

And then the thoughts flew out of her head because he did what he'd said he would. He fucked her head.

She expected to suffer it, practically wanted to suffer it. And that's how it should have gone.

Because he treated her basically like a receptacle. He was perfunctory, businesslike. Intent on reaching his goal, he clamped his hands over her ears, forcing her skull into the position he wanted while he rammed into her.

But it didn't happen like that. She only gagged a little bit. And instead of suffering, her mouth seemed to have a direct line to her pussy, and each rough pass of his cock yanked it. She crouched there with her mouth open and yearned. Yearned for Draken's cock in her pussy.

She peered up to find his blue eyes fixed on her. He smirked, straightened her glasses, and tweaked the tip of her nose.

All without pausing his thrusts.

Then he was warning, "I'm coming, open your throat, oh yes fuck!" and she immediately widened her throat and felt him drive in again and again, spurting into her mouth with several harsh grunts. She remembered she was supposed to swallow everything and made herself slurp his ejaculate when it spilled over.

Not too messy. Just a little trickling down her chin. She wiped that up with her hand, then licked her hand.

Every drop.

She'd done it!

Only after he was spent did his grip loosen. She looked wistfully at the buttons of his shirt where his jacket was hanging open, wishing she could see the muscles she knew layered his abs. His being fully clothed was a torment and a turn-on.

"Fantastic," he murmured, his deep voice now mellow. "Matthew's right, Ms. Fontina, you're a fucking sweetheart." He stroked her hair, a tender gesture that did crazy-hot things to her. "Don't let me slip out. I think I could bathe in that sweet, hot mouth of yours for hours."

He was softening in her mouth. She had questions to ask him, but that wasn't happening with her mouth still full.

"Shit. Come on, let's get to the chair." He stepped backward, holding her head and forcing her to creep forward in her crouch with her mouth attached to him.

He's treating you like a portable mouth.

It was certainly demeaning—and so over-the-top she sputtered with giggles on his flesh. "Think that's funny, huh?" he smirked.

She nodded with a muffled "nn-hhuh" and fell to her knees as he seated himself in his chair. He cupped her cheek and thumbed it. "So many damn freckles."

Her mouth still locked onto his softened member, she managed to ask, "Do you want me to just lick it now?" only it sounded more like deeyamihlow.

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