Page 96 of Heartless Heathens

I wrapped my mouth over the swollen head, swirling my tongue over it wildly inside of my mouth. “Just like that Mina.” He tugged on my hair, and I gazed upwards at him.

He was gorgeous, irrevocably so in the kind of way that would leave you wounded when he left a room. I couldn’t imagine the type of damage that he caused when he left your life. His eyes met mine and he granted me a crooked smile, a dimple carved into his cheek from the expression.

“You’re doing so good.So good.Now deeper.” He urged me on, and I wrapped my lips over his thick shaft, circling my tongue slowly while I took him in the back of my throat.

I hollowed my cheeks, doing my best to receive him fully, but he was just too thick and far too long. He hit the back of my throat and I pulled back with a strained cough.

“Relax your throat, breathe through your nose.” I nodded before he used his hold on the hair on the back of my head to reel me in.

I did my best to remember all of the instructions, moving my tongue ravenously over his impossibly hard erection and relaxing my throat every time he bobbed my head further down his length. Either this was the end of the lesson or he’d forgotten that he was teaching me. His chest reverberated with a deep rumbling and he groaned incoherently. His pace picked up and my eyes watered each time he came closer to bottoming out inside my mouth.

I clenched my thighs together to relieve some of the pressure that built deep in my core. I was the one dealing out all the pleasure here, to the point where I was somehow gifting it back to myself.

“Are you wet?” he asked as if he could sense the fire building inside of me. “Show me.”

I let my free hand find its way into my panties and stroked through the slickness dripping out of me. I lingered around my clit, rubbing up and down the same way that Felix did that could bring me to climax in no time.

“I said show me.” He interrupted me, taking a stern tone that he never used with me.

I brought my fingers out and lifted them up above my head to show him. He continued guiding my head up and down, increasing the speed even more so that I had to hold onto his hip with my other hand to brace myself. Between his moans and the sloppy sounds of my mouth drawing pleasure from him I was losing myself in the trance of it all. I felt his mouth on my fingers, sucking my arousal clean from them before he let them go.

“I’m close. Open your mouth, tongue out.” I obliged, following each step in order.

He tightened his hold on my hair, pulling harder and slamming into my throat with a roughness that pulled more tears from the edges of my eyes. Warm, salty ropes of sticky liquid landed on my tongue, over my cheek and on my chest.

“Swallow.” I did, taking the essence of him down with a hard gulp.

He stuffed himself back into his underwear and pulled his pants up before grabbing a glass of water off of his nightstand and handing it to me. He walked out of the room for a brief second and came back with a towel in his hand. It was warm and wet against my face when he cleaned the remainder of his release off of me.

The urge to feel him was unbearable now.

“Touch me, please.” I breathed out and he hooked his arm around my waist and pulled me into him.

“I told you, now you tell me what I mean toyou.”he asked, ignoring my plea.

“I-I don’t know,” I stammered out, not knowing how to put it into thoughts let alone words. “All I know is I don’t ever want to have a day without you.”

His head tilted sideways, and a soft smile barely pushed its way out. His lips locked over mine as if he didn’t care that the taste of his cum was still staining my tongue.

“ThatsoundslikeloveMina.” I loved the way her eyes brightened to a clearer blue at the sound of the word love.

“I don’t know what love is. But I know that I want you around,” she said so sincerely that I could only appreciate the way her lack of words sometimes said everything, even when she didn’t mean for it to.

I laid her back onto the bed, slipping my hand up the black dress she was wearing and pushed her underwear down to her ankles. She gasped, the way she always did when I first made contact with that perfect pussy of hers and then whimpered when I slid my fingers up and down her clit.

“Ehem.” I heard Sonny clearing his throat and turned my head to find him standing at my open door. An annoyed look covered his face, but I was starting to see the cracks in his mask for what they were.

He was losing his grip.

“We need to leave soon.” His eyes trailed down to where my hand threatened to be swallowed up by her and his lip twitched up involuntarily.

“I gotta finish something here, she’s all wound up. It would be rude to not take care of our pet.” I provoked him, using the nickname he himself had created for her.

It had been a while since I heard him say it, and I was starting to figure out why he’d carved a rift so wide between them.

“You can help me if you’re in a rush.” I invited him, her eyes growing bright again at my suggestion and her cheeks flooding with crimson red.

It was almost like watching a robot glitch out. Watching his brain try to process and analyze the eighteen million ways this could go wrong or right before he acted on his urges. They’d already gone this far, so for him to pretend like there wasn’t something between them was just stupid on his part.