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brought her lips around the large head of his cock.
    “Jesus,” he whispered.
    Just as her tongue came out to meet his soft skin, he thrust into her
    mouth. She stilled, shocked by his penetration. Her mouth was shoved
    full, his cock buried against the back of her throat. She gagged and tried
    to back away, panic setting in, but he held her head to him with his big
    hand, forcing her to accept his cock.
    “Relax your throat, Bri. You can do this, it’s mind over matter. You
    can still breathe through your nose, I’m not choking you.”
    She begged her brain to think about what he was saying and a few
    seconds later, she stopped squirming and took her first breath through
    her nose.
    He was right. She could still breathe, and though the gag reflex was
    still making itself known, he wasn’t hurting her in any way. She reveled
    in that, and swallowed around his cock, trying to get rid of the vast
    amount of saliva pooling in her mouth with her panic.
    Brianna heard Cole’s teeth grinding together and when he told her to
    “do that again,” he spoke through clenched teeth. His response excited
    her further, so she swallowed a second time.
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    Suddenly his cock was gone, pulled nearly out of her mouth, then
    was back, sliding all the way in before retreating once more.
    “Tighten your lips and suck me as I move in your mouth, baby.”
    She did so without hesitation, wanting more than anything to please
    him. His pubic hairs tickled her nose each time he dove in, and her head
    stung where he pulled at her hair, but her pussy was dripping with want.
    She found herself desperately wanting to touch her clit, knowing the
    smallest amount of provocation would have her screaming. Her hand
    moved, but at the last second she remembered his warning to never
    touch herself without his permission.
    Her hands clenched into fists, but she obeyed his command, pleasing
    him more of a turn on than making herself come right now.
    “Get ready for my come, Bri. Swallow me.”
    His voice was gruff, and at first she rebelled, not wanting to swallow
    something she knew nothing about, but before she could shake her head
    in denial or pull away, he thrust deep in her throat and growled above
    her.
    Hot, wet jets of liquid shot into her mouth, and she had no choice but
    to swallow. It was that or drown, she thought wildly. The pumping
    seemed endless, and she sucked at him with vigor, milking him dry. She
    never thought she would do something like that, but she’d actually
    savored his taste on her tongue, and had not been revolted, as she
    thought she might. She kept her lips so tight around him, the head of his
    cock made a popping sound when he pulled it from her mouth.
    “Fuck,” he said and ran a hand through his hair.
    Brianna sat back on her haunches, wiping at her mouth where a
    mixture of spit and semen had pooled, waiting for whatever Cole asked of
    her. Her arousal wafted up to her nose, reminding her she’d been left out
    of their little party.
    “Christ, Bri, you’re a fucking natural at that.”
    The statement made her proud and excited. It was a heady feeling
    knowing she had the ability to bring Cole pleasure. He, who only dated
    the most beautiful of beautiful women and could own damn near half the
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    state. For him to say those words to her, a peon to him, made her feel
    like a goddess.
    Cole pulled Brianna up and kissed her. His tongue emulated his cock
    and plundered her still come-coated mouth. She was breathless when he
    finally broke the kiss and pressed his forehead against hers.
    “You want to feel my mouth on your pussy?”
    She wanted that so bad, it was all she could do to not jump up and
    down and beg, but how easy would that make her look? Indecision
    battled inside her for about two seconds. “Yes, Cole.”

    He squeezed her in a bear hug. “Don’t ever let me catch you telling
    me something you think I want to hear. I’d have known you were lying
    just then, if