โYou always this clumsy with your mouth,โ he mutters, thumb pressed against your lower lip, โor you just savinโ all your bad habits for me?โ
You flush, fists clenched in your lap. Youโre already on your knees, skirt fanned around you like something sweet and sacred, but thereโs nothing holy in the way youโre looking at him now, breath quick, lips wet, thighs pressed tight.
Remmick exhales through his nose. Slow. Measured. You can feel the heat of his gaze even when you look away.
โLook at me,โ he says, quieter now. โCโmon, doll.โ
You glance up. Heโs fully hard now, thick and slick, hand wrapped around himself lazy, like heโs not in a hurry, like heโs got all the time in the world to break you in just right.
โIโm gonโ show you,โ he murmurs, brushing your hair back again, gentle like it means somethinโ. โBut you gotta listen.โ
You nod, lips parting slightly. He hums.
โStart with your tongue. Just light strokes along the tip,โ he taps the head of his cock against your tongue, eyes locked on yoursโ โThatโs itโฆโ
You swirl your tongue, tentative. He groans, low and sharp.
โGood,โ he says, voice gone gravel rough. โNow kiss it.โ
You press your lips against the head, just once, and he breathes out a broken little laugh.
โYou kiss prettier than you pray,โ he mutters. โGo on. Take a little more.โ
You open wider, sliding down slowly, carefully. His handโs in your hair, not forcing but guiding. You gag too early, and pull back with a cough, eyes watering.
He doesnโt mock. Doesnโt scold. Just strokes your cheek with the back of his fingers.
โSlow, baby. I ainโt goinโ nowhere.โ
You try again. Better. Deeper. And this time when your lips seal around him, he twitches, a curse slipping past clenched teeth.
โThatโs it,โ he breathes, hips rocking just once, not rough, but heavy. Needy. โYou learninโ. Iโll make you good at this if itโs the last thing I do.โ
You hum around him, and thatโs what snaps itโ his restraint, his silence. His jaw locks tight, and he growls low in his chest.
โFuck. Just like that. Keep goinโ, sugar.โ
His fingers grip your hair tighter, anchoring you there, guiding you down his length until your nose brushes his skin.
โHell,โ he rasps, watching the tears in your lashes. โYouโre gonna ruin me, learninโ so damn fast.โ
Hey, everyone with a pulse is gonna lust after a piece of Maxine Minx once they see what you can do. You know why? Why? โCause you got that X factor.
MIA GOTH in X (2022) โข dir. Ti West
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