Love In Rehab

Chapter 2

The supply closet at the rehab center was a cramped, dimly lit space filled with the scent of disinfectant and the faint hum of fluorescent lights from the hallway outside. Brandon leaned against the metal shelves, his breath hitching as he felt Unique's warm mouth envelop his cock. She worked him with practiced ease, her tongue swirling around the head before she took him deeper, her throat muscles contracting around him.

"Fuck," Gavin  groaned, closing his eyes and tilting his head back. He could feel the sweat starting to form on his brow, the heat of the room becoming almost unbearable. "That's it, baby. Suck it like you mean it."

Unique pulled back, her lips popping off his dick with a wet sound. She looked up at him, her dark eyes gleaming with mischief. "So, Gavin ," she purred, licking her lips, "tell me about Taraji. You know, the one you raped when she was all strung out?"

Gavin's  eyes snapped open, and he glared down at her. "You don't need to know about that," he growled, his voice low and dangerous. "Just keep doing what you're doing."

Unique smirked, clearly enjoying his discomfort. "Oh, come on," she teased, reaching up to stroke his shaft with her hand. "I'm curious. What did she taste like? Did she beg for mercy? Or maybe...did she love it?"

Gavin's jaw tightened, and he grabbed her by the hair, forcing her head back down onto his cock. "Shut up and suck," he commanded, his grip unyielding. "You want those candies and goodies, right? Then do your job."

Unique didn't resist, but her eyes flashed with defiance as she began to bob her head up and down again. Her pace quickened, her fingers deftly playing with his balls as she took him deep, her throat working like a vice. She could feel him throbbing in her mouth, his hips thrusting slightly to meet her rhythm.

"Yeah, that's it," Gavin muttered, his voice ragged. "Take it all, you little slut."

Unique, however, wasn't about to let him off the hook that easily. She pulled back again, this time leaving a trail of saliva connecting her lips to his tip. "You know," she said softly, "Taraji told me all about you. How you used to get her high just so you could take advantage of her. How many times did you fuck her when she couldn't even stand up straight?"

Gavin's face twisted with anger, and he jerked her head back down, forcing her to gag as he pressed himself into her throat. "I said shut up," he snarled, his free hand gripping her skull tightly. "You think you can blackmail me, bitch? I own you."

Unique's eyes watered as she struggled to breathe, but she didn't stop. Instead, she continued to work him with her mouth, her technique faltering only slightly. She knew she had him by the balls, and she wasn't going to let go until she got what she wanted.

After a few agonizing moments, Gavin  suddenly released her, pushing her away with a growl. "Get on your knees," he ordered, his eyes blazing with fury. "On your fucking knees, now."

Unique complied, dropping to her knees in front of him, her hands resting on his thighs. She looked up at him, her expression innocent yet challenging. "What are you gonna do, Gavin ?" she asked, her voice laced with mock sweetness. "Are you gonna punish me for talking too much?"

Gavin's fists clenched at his sides, and he stared down at her, his chest heaving with rage. "You have no idea what you're playing with," he said through gritted teeth. "But you're about to find out."

Without warning, he reached down and grabbed her by the hair again, yanking her head back so that she was forced to look up at him. "Open your mouth," he demanded, his voice cold and commanding.

Unique hesitated for a split second, but then she obeyed, parting her lips obediently. Gavin's  hand tightened in her hair, and he pushed his cock towards her mouth, pressing the head against her lips. "Suck it," he ordered. "And this time, don't stop until I say so."