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My Ex's Father My Obsession

Caitlyn Clarke was a woman of logic. A dedicated therapist, a loving girlfriend, and a believer in control-until she found her boyfriend in a compromising position with his bodyguard. Betrayed and disillusioned, she threw herself into work, determined to move on.Her next assignment? Conduct a psychological evaluation of Vladislav Mikhailov, a notorious Russian Pakhan imprisoned at BlackRidge Penitentiary. The job was supposed to be simple: assess his mental state and determine if he was fit for release.But Mikhail isn't just another criminal. He's a king in a cage. A predator in waiting. And from the moment Caitlyn steps into his cell, he decides she belongs to him.He toys with her, pushing past her professional boundaries with his sharp mind and even sharper words. He reads her like an open book, unraveling the parts of herself she's tried to keep locked away. And worst of all? He makes her want things she has no business wanting
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Chapter 3

Caitlyn's POV

It isn't big-it is huge. And that is only semi-hard. How much bigger can it even get?

I swallow hard, my throat suddenly dries up. My gaze drifts to the tip of his cock, which is already glistening with pre-cum.

Very sensitive!

He clicks his tongue, amusement flickering in his hazel eyes, wagging his finger, "Tsk. You're staring, doc."

Then, sharper, "Hands. Mouth. Now."

And that's when it registers with me- I am already too far gone.

What the hell has gotten into me?

I don't know what kind of ghouls have possessed me, but I find my hands reaching out to touch his now fully hard dick, tensing at the way it throbs with my mere touch as I try to wrap both my hands around the thick shaft, as that is the only way I could get his dick wrapped up-I mean, the whole fucking length.

With both hands! Crazy right?

I gulp hard as I stare down at the head that is glistening with pre-cum.

"Lick the tip, bitch. And use your hands too," he hisses those dirty words that made my pussy drip instead of knocking me back to my senses. And that's when I realise how much I need to have his cock deep down my throat, choking me.

Without hesitation, I move my face closer to the cock before spitting on it, rubbing the saliva all over it using my fingers. I had watched this in a few porn videos and even practised it using a makeshift dildo, but not in my grandmother's memory had I envisioned I would be giving a blowjob this soon, especially with one of my patients inside a prison cell!

I pepper sloppy kisses down his length.

"Fuck...that feels so good... you're doing great, baby." I hear him mutter under his breath, and taking that as a compliment, I dart my tongue out, licking his salty pre-cum before sucking the tip of his cock.

I am definitely going insane! And out of my mind too! But this too... feels heavenly.

I spit on the older man's bobbing cock a bit and bobbed my head, my movements smoother this time, but I bet it felt better for him too, as I heard him utter some incoherent curses under his breath, definitely in pleasure.

"Take all of me into your fucking mouth already," his fingers suddenly dig into my hair, pulling me down onto his cock, and choked noises spew out of my lips while moisture stings out of my eyes.

Out of survival instincts, my hands slap his thighs, trying to slap him away, but I am too weak to move him.

If I were capable of reasoning at this point, I would yell at him, but I have lost the ability to think.

My lips part, spreading wide to let his huge, thick cock into my mouth, stretching out the sides of my mouth. Despite my mouth hurting, my pussy is definitely having an entirely different opinion; it is unmistakably enjoying the intrusion.

"You little slut has a tight mouth," he groans, and his hand pulls my head again, driving his dick deep into my throat. He keeps it there until tiny beads of sweat begin to form on my forehead as I try to pull my face back with a grunt that comes out more like a moan.

"How small is your mouth, bitch?" he sneers, his gruff voice sending streaks of heat through me.

He moves to pull me back to his dick, but I tighten my grip on his thighs as I look up to his cold eyes, and as if getting my quiet plea, he lets me take the lead.

I squeezed his dick in my hand, jerking him off before dragging my tongue to the tip of his cock and letting it linger at the spot where I definitely know it is sensitive.

"Holy shit, suck on it and there...Yeah, lick it like you mean it," he growls, tilting his head back in absolute pleasure.

I like the taste of his pre-cum, I enjoy the way this thick, veiny cock feels under the mercy of my tongue, and the way my pussy throbs from the feeling of having power over this man, the way his fingers are pulling my hair.

A soft, uncensored moan slips out of my lips before I can muff it up.

"Getting off from having my dick in your mouth? Never took you for a dirty slut," he taunts.

"Get those lean long fingers to my ball and play with them," he orders, and my free hand slides down to his balls, matching the rhythm of my bobbing head.

"Aaaargh," he lets out a groan, unable to control himself, before he yanks my head back, gets on his feet, and slaps my face with that huge cock, "Beg me to fuck your mouth," a moan echoes in the air as my pussy grows slicker with my juices.

"Please fuck my mout..." I moan.

"Nah! That's too plain. Beg for my cock like the fucking little dirty slut you are. Again what do you want me to do to your mouth?"

"I...I want you to fill my mouth with your dick." I find myself uttering those words that even stun me. "P...Please, Daddy."

"Urggh! Perfect, what I was looking for, little butterfly."

Little butterfly?

I like it, I fucking adore it, but I have no time to relish my new nickname before he rams his huge cock at my lips. Over and over again.

Tears sting my eyes as they roll down my face, joining the mixture of drool and pre-cum that runs down my chin and neck as he steadily thrusts in and out of my mouth.

And when I thought I was on the verge of passing out, he slides out enough to allow me to take a breath, but I don't even get a whiff of it before he slams in again, more violently than before.

I try not to think about what is happening between my legs, my coochie is clenching, begging for his cock to drive inside it and tear it apart as I beg him for more.

"Is this just how tight your cunt is?" He sneers, pulling out before slamming back again. And if he isn't holding my head, I would be rolling over from the intensity.

I can't imagine having him inside my tight virgin pussy.

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