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You were on your knees again for Asra. Always, for him. You hated herself for letting yourself get here so easily. How he could just smooth away your anger with soft touches and honeyed words. But here you were, on your knees sucking Asra’s cock like he wanted. Like you wanted. This happened so often it was almost an expectation.
You would fight, Asra would leave (Or Asra would leave, and you would fight), and when Asra came back the two of you made up the only way you knew how: sex. Rough. passionate, anyway you need it make-up sex.
Everytime he left for a journey, you told yourself never again; that you’d tell him off and walk away. You’d scream that if he walked out that door without you again, you wouldn’t be here when he came back. But he knew you would be. On your knees, loving him with your tongue. Always him.
You’d tell him you loved him, as you placed soft kisses on the head of his cock. You’d say you were sorry, when you hollowed out your cheeks to take him deeper. You’d show him that you missed him, tell him how happy you were that’d he come home when you looked up at him as you bobbed your head along his length.
“Fuck, MC! I’m so close.” Asra threaded his hands through your hair, gripping the back of your head to push you deeper. You relaxed instinctually as you felt him hit the back of your throat. He rocked his hips, fucking your mouth. Tears began to stream down your face, as you tried to keep pace with him.
“You look so good choking on my cock, MC.” Asra threw his head back, Thrusting deeper into her mouth. “I want you to swallow all of my cum.”
You moaned, the sensations from the vibrations causing Asra’s breath to hitch. His thrusts became uneven and you knew he was close. You lightly rake your nails against his shaking thighs,bringing him closer to the edge.
“Fuck MC. You’re so good to me, Taking Daddy’s cock like that. Being so patient while Daddy was away…” His eyes are closed, head thrown back to the ceiling. Chest heaving. “Daddy’s gonna reward you,” He pants, “I’m gonna fuck you so hard.”
Asra watched you with eyes full of lust as you choked and sputtered around his cock. When you moaned around him again, it was the end of him, the vibrations sending him over the edge. He thrust up into your mouth, holding your head back as his seed shot down your throat.
His hips bucked as you felt the hot streams flow down, seeming to pool down in your belly.
Moments later Asra pulled out, spent. You gasped for air shaking, trying to control your breathing.
When it seemed both of you had come down, Asra grabbed your chin, lifting you up to face him.
“Open your mouth, baby. Show daddy that you swallowed it all…”
You obeyed, and Asra hummed his approval. He crashed his mouth onto yours, using his tongue to explore each and every crevice. Searching for a taste of him, savoring the flavor of your combined essence.
He pulls away, leaving you gasping for air. He turns you around, and slaps your ass pushing you towards the bed room.
“Undress and lie on the bed. I want you to touch yourself until you come.”
You nod, and make your way towards the bedroom door, but Asra pulls you into him once more, kissing you passionately.
“I love you. I’m so glad I make you happy. Are you happy, baby?”
“Yes, Asra. I missed you.” You say before lying on the bed.
Legs spread wide, touching yourself for him to see, you couldn’t help but admit that you weren’t happy. Not really, because you knew he’d only leave again. And you would argue.
Watching as Asra stroked himself from across the room, you couldn’t help wanting him. You could feel the desire in his eyes as he grew hard again from watching you spread for him while rubbing your clit.
“Use your fingers, baby. Show me how much you want Daddy in your hole.” Asra commanded
You slipped your fingers into your mouth to taste yourself before curling your fingers inside of you, causing Asra to moan.
“Fuck baby, you look so good. I can’t wait to taste that pussy.”
You moaned. His words sending you closer to your climax. A promise of unimaginable pleasure.
Another Promise.
The anger hit you unexpectedly, pain somehow mixing with pleasure.
You tried. You really tried to be patient. To wait the weeks or months until he came back. But it broke you, being so lonely. And he knew that. Yet he expected you to be there waiting. Always. You couldn’t do it anymore. You didn’t want to do it.
The realization made you come hard, a bittersweet release…