let me finish in that sexy mouth.” Patrick says
holding eye contact.
Sarah's green eyes are steady on his blue
ones, and she can sense the sweet smile behind his rape play. He
does a good job of masking it immediately, but she can sense his
concern for her happiness even as he's waiting for her inevitable
agreement to his offer.
She nods (as expected), and he finishes
peeling the tape free.
He does so carefully – the tape sticky
enough to tug without injuring her skin. He pulls the wad of wet
cloth free, and then ducks in to put a quick, reassuring kiss on
her lips before merging back to character.
“ Good girl,” he growls,
nodding and reaching up to push down on her shoulder.
Sarah lowers herself into a crouch, bindings
instantly throwing her off balance; she falls on her knees
instead.
Mouth opening obediently, he seizes her hair
once again. Pulling her in close, she can smell their mingled
scents on his dick – heavy, musky, and wet.
“ Suck me.” He demands, and
without a second to protest, he's in her mouth. Jaw dropping wide,
throat relaxing quickly, but he's thrusting almost
immediately.
He uses her mouth like he did her pussy –
hands guiding her head for quick, nearly brutal thrusts.
Her jaw will ache tomorrow, and her lips
swollen. Her eyes squeeze closed, and she breathes raggedly through
her nose as she submits to his aggression.
Thankfully, he was very close.
Only a few moments pass before she feels him
twitching, and his harsh use slows as he begins to build towards
release.
He throat-fucks her deeply enough to make
her gag once or twice, but then he thrusts quickly, twice, pushing
in the second time, he erupts.
Clearly, this encounter has been more than
arousing for him... she feels at least three heavy spurts of his
seed gush out across her tongue and into her mouth. Before she can
contain it or swallow, it's oozing out of the corners of her mouth,
and when he pulls back in preparation for one final, savoring
thrust, he pulls a thick glop of his cum free, leaving it to drip
down over her chin in pearlescent ooze.
He stays in her mouth until every drop has
been savored. Sarah lets her tongue work to lick at him in slow,
appreciative strokes, and she swallows whatever cum managed to stay
in her mouth.
When he finally pulls away, she looks up at
him and licks her lips.
He grins, crouches down, pulling her roughly
into his arms. Head pressed warm against his chest, he presses
several kisses against her head before disengaging long enough to
cut her zip-tie cuffs free and give her wrists a little
massage.
The couple is quiet for a few moments.
He sits on the floor in the store, pulls
Sarah into his lap, and cuddles her close. After they've both
caught their breath and recovered a little, Sarah speaks up.
“ Wasn't expecting you
tonight...” she smiles, looking up at him and pressing a kiss
against his stubble jawline before nuzzling into his neck
affectionately.
“ This was you’re idea
remember?” he grunts.
“ Mmm… I remember,” she
sighs, head pressing against his chest, lips massing across his
nipple. “Now we have a big mess to clean up.”
“ Mm…,” He nods. “Yeah.
Guess we do.” Patrick says, before kisses her on top of her head,
squeezing her in a big bear hug. “You fold the panties. I'll clean
up the 'evidence'.”
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