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He laughs—a dark, cruel laugh. But it also transforms his face right into the devil’s. Handsome and ruthless.
“Are you saying you want to try?” he taunts, his eyes glittering in the moonlight.
I scowl at him. “Never. You know what, you’re right. I would vomit, but not because I can’t handle your puny dick. But because I would be so disgusted by it.” The venomous words spew from my mouth without preservation.
My fear is muted so my mouth is uncensored.
He arches a brow, and my mouth dries.
Fuck. Why does it look so scary when he does that?
He stares at me, and I hold my breath, waiting for him to snap. To murder me. Hurt me. Do something.
When his free hand reaches to his zipper and slowly pulls it down, I know I fucked up.
You just couldn’t keep your mouth shut, could you, Addie?
I stare at his hand movements like he’s about to open up a jar of spiders. He pops the button on his jeans and then stills for a beat.
A gasp bursts from my throat as he wrenches my head roughly to his pelvis right as he pulls out his cock.
Fuck. Fine. Okay.
So, maybe his dick is the exact opposite of puny and would surely kill me if he did decide to choke me on it. And maybe it wouldn’t be the worst way to die when it’s the most mouth-watering thing I’ve ever seen.
It’s otherworldly.
He holds his cock in his hand, and my pussy weeps in response.
I’ll never tell him how glorious he looks because right now, I want to fucking chop it off. Just like he did Arch’s hands. He wouldn’t be a man without his cock, and I wouldn’t have to worry about him using it as a weapon and crushing my windpipe.
He yanks my head closer until it’s inches from my face. Musk and the scent of leather and spices waft to my nose. Of course, he smells as tempting as he looks.
“You think you can handle this?” he asks darkly.
I swallow, desperate to lubricate the dryness in my throat. The false bravado is steadily slipping away, and now the fear is coming back full force.
“Yep,” I say, my voice wobbly. “But I will bite it off if you try it.”
I’m too busy staring at his cock to notice the smirk glide on his face. The tip caresses my jaw, the soft skin sliding against me, sending shivers down my spine.
I stare at him in disgust, but my face is a mask of lies. And the fucker knows it.
He starts to pump his cock, gripping it tightly, the veins bulging beneath his grip. Even swallowed in his large hand, it looks intimidating.
“What are you doing?” I snap. He slaps the head of his dick on my cheek in response, silencing me with a sharp gasp.
The asshole.
He continues to pump his cock, and when I realize that he’s jacking off on my face, I start to struggle.
His hand tightens painfully, needle-like pricks of pain blooming along my scalp.
“Let me go,” I hiss, pushing both of my hands against his thick thighs.
He lets go of his dick and darts his hand up to my face, squishing my cheeks painfully together. My teeth bite into the sensitive flesh, but he doesn’t let up. Tears line the edges of my lids, threatening to spill over as he leans down and bares his teeth in a vicious snarl.
That fear holds me completely immobile. Finally, I feel the terror penetrate my thick skull. Because this man could easily kill me. My bravery is sucked out of me like a vacuum, and I melt into a puddle of fear and hatred.
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