Qyeen Sullivan

"Cookie, its either you get in the car yourself or I carry you."

The confidence and arrogance in his voice made me involuntarily shudder.

"Is this normally how you approach girls for a date? Because if it is, you need some serious work buddy" I told him but his face remained of indifference. 

"Your answer?" He asked, completely ignoring what I said.

"Wow. Its like I'm invisible." I shrugged before I turned to walk away, only to be yanked back and thrown over his shoulder. My eyes, cold and sharp glared at him in anger.

"Put me down this instant!"

"Second option it is"

Faithful To His Qyeen

"Can I please have it, daddy?" I got on all fours, my eyes in line with his hard dick. 


"Go ahead, cookie" still holding his dick in his left hand, he lowers it to my mouth and I gladly dragged my tongue from the bottom, up to the top. There was a low groan from above me which made me know that Alesso was feeling it. I opened my mouth and swallowed him whole, his dick buried deep in my throat. 


"Fuck! How are you doing that?" a loud moan escapes him when I take his dick out my mouth and swallow it again, hollowing my cheeks. 


His right hand grabs my curls, holding my head still as he drills his dick faster and deeper down my throat. He kept hitting the back of my throat which in turn kept shooting chills every time he drilled. 


It's driving me crazy, his taste, the smell, the rhythm of him bumping into my mouth. Even his groaning and moaning got louder and louder. I was starting to think the entire house would hear us if I didn't know this room was sound proof. 


Chapter 22