Page 104 of Break my Heart

My lips quirk as he pulls me closer. When the bulbous head of his cock brushes my lips, I open wide, but he only gives me the tip.

When my lids drift shut, he snaps, “Eyes on me, baby girl. Pretty sure we already had a conversation about this. I want your gaze pinned to me the entire time you suck my dick.”

He continues to tease me, inching farther inside.

With a moan, my eyes plead with his.

“Need more?”

With one smooth thrust, he nudges the back of my throat.

The stretch of it feels amazing.

So does the lack of oxygen.

The way tears prick my eyes.

Maybe it shouldn’t.

Maybe it should be painful, and I should hate it.

But I don’t.

“Damn, that feels so good. Can you take more, baby?”

With his thick erection down my throat and his hands in my hair, it’s impossible to nod my head. I moan around his girth, hoping he understands he has my consent.

In the short time we’ve known each other, I’ve come to trust that this man will take care to walk that fine line and push my limits without stepping over any boundaries. That knowledge has the shackles falling away so I can free my mind and allow my body to soar.

I want to give him the same gift.

My attention stays locked on him as he presses so deep down my throat that my face is flush against his groin. I focus on drawing air in through my nostrils as he holds me in place.

“From the first moment I saw you, I knew you’d look beautiful with your mouth stuffed full of my cock.”

Even though I just came, heat floods my core. The possessive light that fills his eyes is my undoing, and I moan around him.

He withdraws, allowing me to suck in a shuddering breath.

“Ready, baby? Ready to take me back inside?”

“Yes.”

When I raise my hand to wipe away the spittle, he shakes his head. “Leave it. I like the way you look when you’re all mussed-up.” His thumb swipes across my swollen lips, gathering up the wetness before pressing it to my mouth. “Open.”

I draw his finger inside before sucking it.

It’s only after his lids turn heavy that he slips it free before wrapping his hand around his erection and bringing it to my lips again. “Beg for it, baby. Beg to suck my cock.”

“Please. I want to taste you in my mouth.”

He lifts a brow. “That really the best you can do?”

I shake my head as desperation floods through me. “Please, Hayes. Please let me suck your big dick. I need it.” There’s so much truth in the plea. I do need it. I need him. “I love the way my lips stretch around it and the way it feels to take you deep into my throat. I want to feel you come so I can drink down every last drop.”

“Fuck. You’re such a good girl. Know that, baby? Now, open wide. I’m going to give you exactly what you begged so prettily for.”

I do as instructed as his fingers tangle in my hair, and he slides between my lips. I never thought I’d enjoy the feel of it, but I do.