Dark Attraction

Chapter 10 - The first bite

I sank to my knees. I was so grateful that Gage hadn't turned me away that it didn't even occur to me to disobey. Why would I disobey when I had all but begged Gage to let me in and take me back?

Coming here, to obey Gage, was the entire purpose of this visit.

I licked my lips and tipped my chin up, watching Gage. Gage was watching me right back, his eyes steely hard and his mouth quirked on one side with a smirk that sent a shot of fire down my spine.

His hand caressed my jaw and his thumb rubbed softly over my lips. I let my lips part and licked at the pad of his thumb. He smiled wider, so I parted my lips further so he could push his thumb inside. I licked and nipped at his thumb.

"So needy for me, aren't you?"

I hummed my agreement, felt my cheeks flush further. How did he do this to me? I was so confident most of the time, and certainly every previous time I'd been with a lover. Gage pulled me apart with his words and I felt shy and embarrassed... but I loved it at the same time. I wanted more and more of it. Wanted him to pull me apart bit by bit and then hold me together afterwards.

"Good boy." He used his other hand to undo his far too tight black jeans and pushed them down his hips, freeing his dick. My mouth watered and I moaned softly. I leaned forward, but didn't dare do more than that until he'd instructed me to.

He ran his thumb over my teeth and then withdrew it, his other hand going behind my head to pull me closer. "Show me what that beautiful mouth of yours can do, pet."

I didn't need more encouragement than that. I licked my lips and then ran my tongue over the tip of him, groaning as I tasted the hot, bitter tang of him.

I slid my lips over his head and leaned, taking more of his heavy shaft into my mouth. Rubbing my tongue over the veins there, I groaned, closing my eyes. I actually loved to give head, man or woman, it was such an intimate way to give someone yourself. I loved the power it gave me, even when I was bound on the floor at Gage's feet, I had him in my mouth. My head spun with how turned on I was, and I could feel my cock straining against the tightness of my jeans. My arm spasmed, and I realised I wanted to touch myself, palm myself through the thick denim as I worked Gage over, but the belt held me fast. I moaned again, loving that too, knowing I couldn't touch myself. My pleasure was his to give or take.

"Like that do you?" Gage drawled. His hand fisted in the hair at the back of my head and he started to rock his hips. "You're very good at that pet, what a good and clever mouth you have."

I moaned, trying to encourage him to praise me some more. He chuckled and tugged sharper on my hair. "Hold still, I want to fuck your mouth."

Stilling instantly, I relaxed my jaw and tilted my chin a little, giving him space to move. But he had barely begun fucking my throat when he pulled out.

I whined, unable to stop myself from making the humiliating, needy noise. I licked my lips.

"You want more do you, pet? You a needy little slut?"

I nodded. "Yes, please sir."

"I'm not going to come in your mouth." He yanked on my hair and I struggled to get my feet under me as he hauled me up. "I'm going to bite you and come all over your chest."

I groaned again, trying to press against his chest and kiss him, but he held me fast by the hair.

"Now, how much do you like this T-shirt and how do you feel about me tearing it off you?"

I almost came just from that question, but I knew I'd better respond. "Don't care," I panted. "Tear it."

He let go of my hair and gripped the T-shirt in both hands, then as easily as tearing paper, the T-shirt came apart, exposing my chest and stomach. I struggled to keep breathing, blown away by the sheer power that emanated off him.