“Sebastian,” I whisper, but I’m not sure what I want. Most of me wants to get up, to run away and hide, but a small part of me wants to lick him, to tease him and taste him and make him come. I want to make him feel as out of control as he makes me, I want to take back some of the power he’s wielding over me.

“Get to it, little bird, show me how much you want my dick. I want to feel the back of your throat, show me how much of a good girl you can be.”

More tears fall from my eyes and I close them, hiding from him in the only way I can.

“Open your eyes, no hiding,” he demands as if he can read my thoughts.

Leaning forward, I part my lips, my eyes locked on him as I engulf the head with my mouth. His skin is warm, almost hot, and a wave of something that feels a lot like desire washes over me.

“Jesus fuck, your mouth feels amazing,” he rasps, his fingers tightening in my hair until pain laces across my scalp.

I suck on the head until his hips start to move, pushing his length farther into my mouth. “That’s it, little bird, all the way in, show me how good a cock sucker you can be. I’m going to take your mouth every fucking day, so you need to learn how to get me off.”

Trying to move, I start to withdraw my mouth, letting his dick slide out, but he doesn’t allow it, holding my head firmly in place and pushing his cock down my throat until I gag. I slap at his legs, but he doesn’t release me. His fingers tangled in my hair, he holds me in place, my nose pressed against his groin for a long second, until eventually he lets me pull back and I gasp for air the moment my throat isn’t full of his dick.

I’ve barely got my breath before he’s pushing back into my throat again, only this time he doesn’t hold me there, allowing me to set the pace and depth as he groans words of encouragement.

“Fuck, little bird, that’s good, so fucking good.”

“Don’t stop, god, don’t fucking stop.”

By the time my jaw begins to ache, I’m enjoying myself, it’s not the act necessarily, but the power I feel as I’m doing it. His dick is in my mouth, one clamp of my teeth and I could literally bite his cock in half. Right now he’s at my mercy, his pleasure completely dependent on me.

“I’m coming, baby, swallow it all, don’t lose any of it,” he growls animalistically, holding my hair tightly and keeping me in place as he comes in my mouth in thick spurts that hit the back of my throat, forcing me to swallow instinctively.

When his hips stop jerking and his cock starts to soften, he drags my head away and smiles down at me with a look of… awe on his face? Grabbing me beneath my arms, he pulls me from the floor, holding me to his chest as he kisses me almost reverently. I know I’m not the first person to suck his cock, but for whatever reason, he seems ecstatically happy with me right now.