Chapter 35: Spill (R18+)
Gag!
A wet, desperate gag burst from Fiona's throat as Steve's thick, veined length pushed past her lips, sliding deeper with a slow, relentless force.
Her eyes watered, but she didn't stop—not even when the tip of his cock nudged the back of her throat, then pressed past it, sinking deeper still.
Inch by throbbing inch, she devoured him, her mouth stretched wide, lips slick with spit, tongue swirling eagerly around the pulsating shaft as it slid in.
The heat of her mouth, the tight, wet suction, the way her throat flexed around him—Steve felt everything.
A deep, guttural groan slipped from Steve's lips, but he didn't stop her. He couldn't. The sight of her—bending over, mouth stretched wide around the thick length of his cock—left him paralyzed in raw, aching pleasure.
Grhhh... urghhh... ahhh...
Fiona groaned around his length, her throat working desperately to accommodate his size.
Her lashes fluttered, tears threatening to spill as she held him there, buried to the hilt. She didn't pull away. She stayed, trembling, swallowing around his shaft while obscene, wet sounds filled the room.
Then—slowly, sensually—she slid back, letting his slick cock drag along her tongue as she emerged gasping for air.
Gasp