Constraint

Chapter 6

Chapter Six

Dealt all

With Liars

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"Do you like that?"

Harry was leaning back against the headboard, his hands lying limply on his sides. He gazed coolly at Shelly as she pumped his hardening dick, her eyes peering up at him to see his reaction.

"Harder, squeeze harder," Harry murmured, his eyes now focusing on her long, thin fingers wrapped around his length. He curled his hands into fists as she lowered, her crimson coated lips wrapping around him and her tongue slicking against his length. He could instantly feel himself fully harden-to his prime-in her mouth, and he shifted his hips, spreading his legs more to get comfortable.

Shelly shifted in front of him, beads of blonde hair falling limply into her face. She used her free hand to pull them away, dipping and sucking on Harry's dick. She had her throat completely relaxed so she was able to let him delve deep inside her mouth, and she was proficient enough to know how to use her tongue, flicking it against the very tip of him when she pulled her lips upward. Harry grabbed the base of his dick, holding it for her, and he closed his eyes, letting out a deep sigh.

He needed this. He really needed this.

Today had been nothing but a stressful one; he had two meetings, back to back, in the morning, and he had another one shortly after lunch. Harry barely had enough time to stop to buy some fast food, so he was pretty glad to have come here to find Shelly prepared him another home meal.

"Open wider, sweetheart," Harry whispered as he grabbed her cheeks and pulled himself deeper in her throat. A groan left his lips when he felt her swallow on him, and just as she let out a choke from her gag reflex he released her and pulled himself out, gently rapping his dick against her cheek as she regained her composure.

He felt impatience swarm in him when she took her time to wipe at her mouth, most of her red lipstick staining her finger and now coating the sides of his dick. Harry was using his hand to pump himself, irascibly waiting for her to go back down on him.

"Stressful day huh?" Shelly asked, noting his irritation, and she replaced his hand and was pumping him much slower, which was beginning to piss him off.

"Yeah." He replied gruffly, fixing the pillow behind him and waiting, once again, for her to take him into her mouth again.

"How close are you?"

"Close," He answered instantly, pushing her hand away and propping his dick with her hand, silently telling her to take him back into her mouth. His eyes were gazing intently at her, watching her expression, and the obvious hint of hesitation struck her, but she reluctantly leaned back down and opened her mouth, welcoming his throbbing member.

He let his hand pull away, and figured watching her would hopefully make him cum. He tilted his head, watching closely as her lips slid down on him, her cheeks deflating as she sucked, the noises of her mouth moving enticing him on.

But he needed more.

He grabbed his dick and she pulled away, her eyes on him, waiting for him to speak. Harry reached over to where his duffle back, digging around for something until he found it. A condom.

"Take off your clothes," Harry stated as he opened the wrapper, sliding the condom over his dick. When he was finished, Shelly was already naked, waiting for his next order.