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leaning forward to swirl her tongue around the head of his cock. Oh. Oh my. He didn’t taste as good as she remembered. He tasted better, all manly and hot. 
    “Swallow me.”
    Poor man. If only she could. But where would be the fun in giving it all up right away? Deliberately awkward, she gave a few shallow bobs, letting her tongue glance over the sensitive underside of his shaft.
    He growled in warning. “Tatiana.” 
    She gave him a delicate lick, rubbing her tongue along the slit of his penis. He jumped and swore.  
    Tatiana drew away and nuzzled her cheek along the wet tip. “Yes?” 
    Wyatt’s hand clenched on her head. “More. I want my entire dick wet with your saliva.” 
    “Is that what you want?”
    He wrapped one hand around the base of his shaft, stroked all the way up to that luscious fat tip and slicked it back down. “It’s what you want, too.” 
    Truth. 
    His hand pumped that thick shaft twice more, long, slow pulls, teasing her as much as she’d teased him. “Or I could come like this,” he said, taunting her. “You can sit there. Watch me. Take it on your pretty face. I don’t need you to suck me.” 
    Oh, didn’t he? She moved forward, pulling up short when his fingers tangled in her hair.
    “Change your mind?” Wyatt dragged his cock across her cheek, leaving a trail of his precome. 
    “Wyatt.” The twinge of irritation she was feeling must have made itself apparent, because he chuckled and pressed his erection to her lips. 
    He wasn’t laughing when she inhaled his cock until it just breached her throat. Since she knew he loved feeling like he was more than she could handle, she allowed herself to gag. She retreated, only to have him sink both hands in her hair. He held her head steady, his thumbs resting in the hollows of her cheeks. “Look at you. I never could forget how much you love this,” he murmured, breaking out of his ruthless character. “Your eyes get so big when I thrust deep.”
    He put the words to action and groaned. She tried to swallow, breathe around the obstruction blocking her throat, though it was difficult. He withdrew and thrust again, shallower this time. She attempted to bring some suction into play in an effort to gain power, force him to lose control, but he figured out her game. A low growl sounded in his chest. 
    “Uh-uh, honey. This is my show. My body to use how I want. Isn't it?”
    She nodded around the cock in her mouth, the body he'd spoken of firing up and heating. 
    “I'm going to fuck this pretty little face. And you're going to kneel there and take it. And if you do a very good job, maybe I'll let you come.”
    God, she needed that, wanted it. She nodded more furiously. 
    He set an unpredictable pace, never allowing her a chance to get comfortable in the depth and speed. His taste, his moves, they were both different and curiously nostalgic. He’d been forceful back then, but it had been fueled partially by the eagerness of a boy desperate to get off.  Now, the force was tempered by a man who knew exactly how much pressure to exert. A man who had an intimate knowledge of female bodies and what they could take. What they needed. What she needed.
    Her hands teased the parts of his shaft she couldn’t swallow, spreading her saliva all over him until the wet rhythm accompanied his increasingly heavy breathing. She marked the instant his need became too urgent to control. His hips became more frantic, his balls tapping against her chin with each drive. She was nothing more than a receptacle for his lust, an object for him to play with.
    It should have angered her. 
    It should have disgusted her. 
    Instead it freed her. 
    Freed her to admit she loved this, more than anything. 
    Wyatt had unlocked her brand of kink when she'd barely been old enough to know what it meant. It was only right he see how proficient she was in this role now. 
    He grunted above her and thrust deep, coming in thick pulses on her tongue. He withdrew