Page 53 of Killer Confections

I’m going to disfigure him the second I get my hands on him.

Loxley is quiet, her look weary as she observes me from where she rests her head on her pillow.

I hum, removing her other shoe before I sit down, place her feet in my lap, and press my fingers into the bottoms of them as I massage her. “How upset do you think he would be to know these pretty toes are gonna be in my mouth and not his?”

She quickly yanks her feet off my lap, pulling her knees up to her chest as she wraps her arms around them. “Do I know you?” The question is faint, low in the quiet of the room.

My eyes widen for a split second before I turn away from her, hiding my surprise by grabbing my phone off the bed. “Do you?”

There’s a pause in the air as I save the video to my personal files labeled with her name, and shove it in my pocket. When I peer over at my girl, she’s watching me, her head slightly tilted as she rakes her light browns over my body.

“You sound like someone I used to know…” she says thoughtfully before she shakes her head and seems to clear that haze away. “What are you going to do to Chance?”

Still with this fucker?

What’s so great about him?

Why does she care so fucking much about what I do to him?

That green monster rages, clawing at the forefront as I stand from the bed. She pushes back against the headboard, her eyes widening when she takes in my full height.

I’m gonna make her forget all about him.

She should only think of me.

I reach out, snatching her hair as I wrap it around my fist. Her hands fly to my wrist as she tries to pry free of me.

“Punishment isn’t over,” I bite, forcing her from the bed.

“I’ll scream!” She protests, her feet hitting the floor as she bares her teeth.

I pull her close, smirking. “Can’t scream with a cock stuffed between those lips.”

She gasps before I force her down, and she drops to her knees before me.

I unbuckle my belt, half-lidded eyes watching her as I pull myself out. When my length springs free, she attempts to pull away, her eyes widening at the size and the black apadravya piercing jutting from both sides of my head.

“Stop!” She fights, her hands weakly pulling on my hold.

I grab her cheeks with my free hand, forcing her to look at me. “I’m gonna fuck that pretty mouth until you taste me on your tongue, baby. Mention that fuck head one more time and I’ll take your ass next.”

Her mouth slams shut.

“Good,” I rasp, straightening as I grab the base of my member. I give myself a languid stroke, and my girl’s eyes dilate as she watches me touch myself. “You’re gonna use both fuckin’ hands and I want to hear how excited you are to take my cock.” She peers up at me, that defiant look returning before I grip her hair tighter and her lips pull back in a hiss. I grip the base, popping her cheek with the pierced head. “Open wide, baby.”

She complies, opening her mouth hesitantly as I slide the tip past her lips. I still inside of her, my head rolling back as her warm, wet mouth surrounds me.

Fuck, she looks so good like this.

Angry eyes peer up at me, her mouth looking full and lips pulled taught over me.

I’ve waited too long for this only to blow within a few seconds, but Jesus fucking Christ.

“Both hands,” I rasp harshly, tugging on her hair just enough to elicit pain.

Her hands fly to the base, wrapping around me as she gives it a squeeze. She’s a little rougher than she should be, but that’s warranted. She’s trying to gain back some control over the situation and I don’t blame her. But this is my reward for being so patient with her.

“Get it nice and wet, baby. Let me hear how badly you want it.” I push her head forward, burying a little more inside of her mouth. She rumbles, the vibration shooting to my sackas she bobs her head, wetting the underside with her tongue. Her motions are testing, seeing just how much of me she can take. I let her experiment with the length and girth, knowing she needs to feel it out first. Her tongue moves around the piercing, toying with the metal, and I groan. “You like that? I got it for you.”