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That was an overwhelming amount of information to absorb at one time, my mind whirls as I grapple with the shocking realization of what Jack attempted. He knew that I have always loved him, and he tried to use that to his own advantage. Why? I don’t know.

Don told me everything he knew, which wasn’t much. He explained a little about his father, and that there are certain tasks he must do for him. There are some things he hasn’t told me. Hopefully with time, he will trust me enough to open up. I know it sounds stupid, and we haven’t known each other long.

We both choose to shake off all negativity and not let all this mess sabotage the rest of our night, there is nothing we can change right now. To take our minds off it, we agree to watch a movie. We move inside onto the sofa and Don grabs us some blankets so we can snuggle up. “What is your favorite movie?” I ask him, scrolling through the list on the TV. I haven’t got a clue what most of these are.

“I don't really watch TV, so you pick!”

“Me either, I prefer books,” I shrug.

“I’ll be happy with whatever you choose,” he whispers.

Gently leaning in he begins kissing my neck. “I’d much rather watch you,” he continues, kissing his way to my jaw.

“If you keep this up, we won't be watching anything,” I whisper back at him.

“Oh, that suits me fine, Sweetheart.” he bites down on my earlobe causing me to gasp loudly. Slowly coaxing me downwards, with each kiss of my neck he gives me a gentle nudge.

“I know what you are trying to do, and it's not going to work,” I say in a playful voice, slapping him on the cheek softly.

“And why is that?” He raises an eyebrow at me.

“Because of this.”

With all the strength I can summon, I guide him backward until he collapses onto the sofa, he’s not entirely settled; his legs dangle off the edge. Determined, I grip his bottoms, tugging with all my might, until his cock springs free. My mouth waters as I gaze at him and everything else fades to a tranquil blur. Quickly he pulls himself up into a sitting position, and he locks his eyes on mine. The darkness in his gaze thickens the air around us, the tension palpable. Not letting him say a word, I slide to the floor and position myself between his legs. Without hesitation, I drop my head. My nose gently skims his cock, and one at a time, I pop his balls into my mouth, gently massaging them with my tongue. “Mm...Ooo... Sweetheart,” he groans as his hands curl into fists, his knuckles turning white.

Using my tongue, I slowly drag it along his length, deliberately taking my time as I lick the drop of precum that leaks from his tip. Savoring the salty taste before I wrap my lips around his cock, taking him into my mouth. “Mm...Yes...Fuck. Just like that, Sweetheart.”

Eagerly, I hollow my cheeks, and suck harder, hungrily licking his shaft with my tongue. “You like sucking on my cock, don’t you, Sweetheart?” I nod gazing up at him.

His hand fists my hair tightly as I bob my head up and down his length. “Fuck, Sweetheart! Your mouth feels so fucking good.”

Comfortably getting myself into a rhythm, I gain speed. With each bob of my head, I gently skim his shaft with my teeth. Loudly he sucks in a breath. “Such a good girl taking my cock.” He moans, as he rolls my hair around one of his hands, gripping it tighter. With a tug he yanks my head back by the roots, my pussy throbs. Whoever knew that I would find his possessiveness so much of a turn on, but it is. I’m more turned on than I have ever been before. I continue to bob my head, pushing through the burn my scalp brings. It hurts like hell every time I move, but I like it, and I think it’s because it’s him.

“Fuck,” he growls and with each sound he makes, it fuels me, and my head bobs faster. The thoughts of him coming undone by my mouth, lights up a hidden desire within me, encouraging me.

Eagerly, I move a hand down onto his balls, and gently massage. Full of desire, I hollow my cheeks again and suck. “Oh, fuck!” He yells.

Abruptly, his hips buck while he thrust into me, holding my head still, he comes down my throat. I savor his taste, and try my best to swallow it all. But with his cock still in my mouth, it's hard to swallow, so some drips out of the side of my mouth. “Shit, Sweetheart,” he groans, pulling out.

Slowly leaning in, he licks the dribble off my chin. The world spins and I don’t think I have ever been this wet. I’m unbelievably soaked.