Page 26 of Badd Baby

"I shall be merciful," she said, stroking my cock with both hands, her eyes on mine. "Very, very merciful."

Her lips parted, and she wrapped them around my cock, and my eyes closed, and a long, hoarse groan escaped my throat. Her mouth was hot and tight around the head of my cock, her hands still pulsing short little pumps at the base of me, and then she palmed my balls again, and that was nearly my undoing. I barely managed to hold off yet again, eyes shutting as I hissed, tensing and thrusting against her mouth.

"Mmmm," she hummed, "mmm-hmmm."

"Fuck," I snarled. "You like that?"

“Mmm-hmmm," she responded, humming around me. "Keep going." This was a whisper, the words huffing hot against my saliva-slick tip.

I clutched her head and thrust again, and she hummed another affirmative sound, gulping around me. "Oh fuck, Rune. Your mouth. Goddamn, girl. So fucking good."

She slid backward until she slipped off the bed, kneeling in the same place I'd knelt to eat her out. She pulled me with her until I was sitting on the edge of the bed with her kneeling between my legs, and she went down on me, taking my length with a loud gulp and a hard swallow.

"Oh…fuck,” I hissed. "Rune. Jesus."

"Take it," she breathed, pumping my root with one hand while licking my leaking tip with her tongue. “Take my mouth, Dunc."

I wrapped her hair around my fist and stood up, and she gazed up at me, grinning. "Take your mouth? That's what you want?"

She caressed me with both hands, nodding. "Yes. Take me. Give it to me."

Unable to believe what she was telling me, I groaned as I thrust into her mouth. "Like that?"

Her sapphire eyes went wide, and she nodded. "Mmmmm-hmmm!” She kept her eyes on mine, pulled away to whisper against the tip. "Harder. More."

"Ahhh fuck, Rune. Are you real?"

"I hope so." She took me in her mouth and slid wet lips down my shaft, tongue swirling and sliding. "Love your cock. I need more of it. Give it to me. Give it to me, Duncan. All of it. I can take it."

"You want it all?" I asked.

"Uh-huh." She licked the tip, then palmed my ass in both hands as she wrapped her lips around me. "Take me, Duncan. Give me your cum. Give me your cock."

"Fuck." I gripped her hair in one hand and palmed the back of her head. "You're too fucking good to be true."

"Try me," she whispered, and then bobbed around my pulsing cock-head a few times, teasing me into helpless thrusting. "Let go, Duncan. Trust me."

Trust her. That's what was holding me back—I didn't want to hurt her or do anything she wouldn't like, no matter how good it might feel in the moment. I didn't trust myself—I was rabid with need, aching with the urge to let go, snarling and groaning and growling with the orgasm boiling in my balls.

I didn't trust myself; did I trust her?

Yes, I did.

Maybe I shouldn't have, but I did.

With a groan of relief, I let go of my self-control. "Take my cock, Rune."

I thrust into her mouth, and she mewled softly as I filled her mouth, drilling into her throat. She gulped around me, swallowing hard, but instead of pushing me away, she grasped my ass in two clawed hands and pulled me to herself.

Oh, fuck.

I sank into the tight wet heat of her throat, throbbing madly. "Fuck! Holy fuck, Rune. God, you feel good."

She answered with a moan of pleasure, as if I tasted good, or as if she loved the way I felt. I don't know—she didn’t say. She just moaned again, pulling at my ass and pushing her mouth down my length, lips stuttering and sliding on my cock. She backed away, my cock popping free, and she gasped for breath, wiping her lips with the back of her hand.

"Come for me, Duncan," she whispered, caressing my length again with one hand. "Give it to me."

There was no option but to give her what she wanted—it was what I needed to. I couldn't hold back anymore, no matter how badly I wanted to drag this out, make the pleasure last forever.