THE DEVIL'S BOY TOY

RYKER'S POVMy eyes widened, not with fear but in shock.“B..Blow…job..?” I stuttered, just to be sure I wasn't hallucinating.“Yes, boy toy.” He whispered in reply, eyes dark with lust. “Now, come here. Daddy needs your mouth.”Ever imagined the most seductive tone?That's the exact tone Leonardo used. My stupid cock twitched again.My lips quivered as my heart slammed heavily against my chest. I get to give my crush a blowjob, right on our first meeting.The excitement was too much to handle. I dropped to my knees, and our gaze locked. Slowly, my gaze trailed down to his zipper. My throat burned as I stared hungrily at it. I stared at it like I had eaten for days. My hands reached his zipper and pulled it down, revealing his black Tom Ford boxers.My breath caught, I could see the size of his cock through the boxers. I pulled it down, cautious as ever.The moment his huge cock sprang out, air escaped my lungs.Thick, fat and long.Leonardo smirked proudly, running his hands

RYKER'S POVI instantly snapped out of my wild imagination. Gosh! What the hell was I thinking? I mean, its not a bad idea. I'll lIke him to do….Oh! Shut up, Ryker!! He stared at me intently, scanning me whole, as if contemplating the punishment to give to me.His hands reached out to my face, caressing my cheek. “You're shaking,” He breathed, a glint of amusement in his eyes. “Did I scare you….or excite you?”I swallowed hard. My heart thumped, fear and excitement twisting in it. “What's the punishment?” I stuttered, keeping my voice low.He redrew his hands and my skin burned where his fingers had been—like it missed him already. His gaze darkened, “Soon. You'll know soon.” His lips curved into a dark smirk.My stomach flipped. I wanted to ask him about that night. Did his friends really did as they said? Did he fuck them? Did he have fun?The questions roamed in my head but couldn't leave my lips.Then, he leaned in, “You've got something to say?” He asked, like he read my mind

Ryker’sI reached for his pants and pulled them down.He sprung out, thick and long as he was yesterday. Hello there my big friend.I gulped, remembering just yesterday I had that fat cock down my throat, how he thrust himself against the back of my throat, taking his pleasure from me like the big toy I was. His boy toy.I had work to do.I leaned down, opening my mouth, saliva pooling in my mouth. A hand grabbing my hair in a tight grip stopped me. I swallowed down a confused moan. It was just… the pinpricks of pain on my scalp were delicious as I held my Leonardo in my hands“Not your mouth,” he said, chucking sexily, “as fun as that was.”I glanced up at him through my lashes. God, he was so hot. He towered over me, holding me right where he wanted me. Like he was a giant, and I was a little mouse stuck in his trap.Although, I wasn’t stuck. I was enticed and I was there willingly.“Hands,” he continued. “I want you to work hard for your prize, toy.”I swallowed, my mouth empty and

Why was I being called home now?I sighed, crossing my legs as I settled in for the long flight. The view outside my window was gorgeous but I couldn't even enjoy it. Because why the fuck?I knew, I just couldn’t prove it, but I knew my parents could sense when I was happy so they could ruin it. Because it was uncanny how as soon as my blood pressure settled down from the last visit, they'd yank me back into their mess.Their marriage was fucking toxic, to say the least.My father always said he would never put his hands on a woman. ‘Why would he hit the weaker sex?’ he’d ask, puffing out his chest. He was a family man, and he respected all people, especially women because he married one. He loved to say it, loud and proud where his campaign buddies and rivals alike could hear.It always cracked me up because it was a fucking bold-faced lie. Anytime I thought of it, I scoffed out loud.Not only did he put his fist in my mother's stomach, what he would also do was put his dick in sever