Chapter 19 Blackmail (4)

I was losing it, her mouth working my cock like a fucking pro, wet and sloppy, sucking me down until I could feel her throat clenching around me. But it wasn’t enough—not even close. I pulled her off, a string of spit dangling from her lips to my tip, and she gasped, looking up at me with those wide, dark eyes. “I wanna fuck you,” I growled, voice thick with need, my dick pulsing in her hand. “Right now.” She didn’t flinch, didn’t hesitate—just nodded, like she’d been waiting for it. She slid off the bed, ass jiggling as she crossed the room, and yanked open her nightstand drawer. My eyes followed every move, glued to that smooth, naked body—tits bouncing, hips swaying. She pulled out a condom, foil glinting in the dim light, and tossed it to me. “Put it on,” she said, voice low, steady, like she was calling the shots now. Fuck that—I’d show her who was in charge.