Chapter 2

Zy's POV

"Fuck."

The voice came out again.

I went into the room, it was dark except for the small lamp by the side of the bed.

I should have turned around right there.

I did not.

He was sitting on the edge of the bed, shirt off, one hand wrapped around his hard cock, eyes closed like he was not even in the room anymore. He smelt like beer.

He had not heard the door.

I recognized him. Grant, Ronan's brother.

The quiet one who never said much beyond hey and bye and can you keep it down in there.

I looked at his body, every muscle tight and defined, and I felt myself get wet, a slow trickle running down between my legs as I watched him stroke himself.

Fuck, maybe Ronan was right, my libido is really high for a virgin, and I am going to prove to him that I can take a cock inside me.

His eyes opened.

"You want some cock".

My eyes widened at those words, I swallowed the spit already gathering in my mouth.

"You stood there and watched me, don't you want to join?.

His hand kept moving on his cock, slow and firm.

He looked straight at me, his jaw tight, his face beautiful and hard at the same time, he was everything Ronan wasn't.

"Come closer, come take daddy's cock, do not just stand there and watch".

I walked toward him before I could stop myself, my body no longer listening to my head.

"Get down there bitch, don't make my cock wait."

His voice was low and dominating, and my knees bent.

I knelt in front of him without thinking, I wrapped both hands around his cock and felt the weight of it, long and thick, heavy in my palms, so much bigger than Ronan's almost 10 inch.

I stuck out my tongue and licked the tip, then I opened my mouth and took him in.

"Shit, yes." 

He groaned, one hand sliding into my hair, not pulling hard yet, just holding me there.

"Suck it properly slut".

I moved my mouth down his length, taking as much as I could, my lips stretching around him, saliva already coating him.

"Deeper," he groaned.

I pushed further, my throat tightening, eyes watering a little, but I kept going because his hand stayed firm on the back of my head.

"That's it, take it all the way, do not pull off until I say." 

I breathed through my nose and sank down until my lips met his base, my throat full of him.

He held me there for a few seconds, not long enough to panic, just long enough that I felt him pulse against my tongue.

"Good, now suck," he ordered.

I pulled back and then took him in again, slower this time, using my tongue along the underside while my hands stroked the places my mouth couldn't cover. 

He let out a low sound, his hips lifting a little to meet me.

"Faster now, use that mouth like you mean it." 

I did, bobbing my head, sucking harder, letting spit run down his shaft and over my fingers.

He watched me the whole time, eyes dark, jaw still tight.

"Look at me while you suck daddy's cock." 

I lifted my eyes to his and kept moving, taking him deep again, my throat working around him.

He pushed my head down once more, held me for another few seconds, then let me up just enough to breathe.

Fuck! He is so good.

"Faster bitch, faster, fuck!! Fuck bitch, fuck!," he moaned.

Shit! I thought, he is using me and I fucking love it!!.

"You like this, you came in here wet and now you have a cock in your mouth".

I made a small sound around him, I could not answer with words.

"Keep sucking, do not stop until I fucking cum".

I worked him with my mouth and hands, faster, tighter, taking him as far as I could each time, my knees pressing into the floor, my own wetness slipping further down my thighs, my pussy trobbed hard.

His breathing changed, his grip in my hair tightened just enough to guide me.

"Take it, swallow it all".

He came hard, thick and hot, filling my mouth, and I swallowed as he told me to, not pulling away until the last pulse left him.

He stayed in my mouth a moment longer, then eased back, thumb brushing the corner of my lips.

"Fuck your mouth really knows how to handle a cock," he groaned.