I tapped my palm against his cheek. Damon’s eyes flutter like he couldn’t decide whether to flinch or melt. His pupils were blown, cheeks flushed, and that c**k—still locked tight in the cage—twitched like it could feel the punishment coming.
“On the ground,” I said, voice low and cruel.
He dropped immediately, palms flat on the floor, breath shaky. Like falling into place for me was the only thing keeping him upright.
I spread my legs, let my c**k hang heavy between them. “Crawl.”
He moved forward without a word, tongue already slipping out to taste me. Just the tip. Just enough to tease. Little f*****g slut knew exactly what he was doing.
I grabbed his hair, yanked him down, and thrust into his mouth so deep he choked.
But he took it.
His fingers clawed the floor, body trembling a
