"Well, it looks like we have to wrap up a bit ahead of schedule," Kevin remarked, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips as he read the text and glanced at Sia.
Sia caught on to his unspoken desire, her hands finding their place on Kevin's thighs as she accelerated her rhythm, saliva glistening as it coated his entire length, the tip of his shaft vanishing into her mouth, though she couldn't quite accommodate his full length.
In a mixture of urgency and longing, Kevin's impatience got the better of him. His grip on Sia's face was sudden, briefly startling her. As realization dawned, a mix of shock and apprehension flickered in her eyes. Her throat stretched, a combination of discomfort and expansion enveloping her as Kevin took control of the pace.
Sia, with her short black hair styled in a chic boy cut, had a distinctive appearance that set her apart. Her dark skin seemed to glisten in the soft ambient light, contrasting with the paleness of Kevin's hands that now held her face firmly. The intensity of her sky-blue eyes, usually filled with curiosity and determination, now bore a mix of surprise and trepidation as she felt the sudden shift in control.
Her eyes widened as she was taken aback by the unexpected shift in dynamics, and her plump, glossed lips parted slightly, revealing the anticipation mingled with a hint of anxiety. Her expressive features carried an unspoken question, her eyebrows furrowed as she instinctively tried to accommodate the change in motion, the muscles in her throat flexing under the pressure.
The discomfort coursing through her throat was becoming unbearable, reminiscent of the sensations of losing her virginity all over again, but this time through the act of using her mouth. Her attempts to halt Kevin's forceful motion were thwarted, his unyielding grip on her head overpowering her efforts.
Sia's eyes glistened with a mix of pain and frustration, tears threatening to escape the corners of her sky-blue orbs. In a desperate bid, she tried to push Kevin's hips back, but his unrelenting grasp held her in place, her throat subjected to the rough handling she was struggling to endure.
Amidst her distress, Kevin's voice cut through, a mixture of rationale and urgency. "I'm doing this for both of us, Sia. The sooner I reach climax, the sooner I'll attain that cultivation technique you desire. Just bear with it a little longer." His words, tinged with a sense of purpose, were met by Sia's teary gaze, her eyes red and strained from the strain of not being able to breathe properly with the substantial presence lodged in her throat.
'Who was I kidding?' Sia's inner monologue echoed, a mixture of frustration and self-deception clouding her thoughts. 'Thinking he was being grateful... what an asshole.' Her expression hardened as her gaze settled on Kevin, his actions reducing her from a person to a mere instrument of his pleasure. What had initially intrigued her had now devolved into a disheartening display of disregard for her pride and comfort, leaving her questioning her own judgment.
A perplexing contradiction stirred within her, and her thoughts swirled in confusion. 'But... why is my body reacting this way?' Her mental inquiry carried a blend of astonishment and irritation. She should despise how he was manipulating her mouth, exploiting her, yet her body seemed to betray her emotions. A distinct warmth blossomed between her thighs, an undeniable arousal that starkly contrasted with her inner turmoil.
'Let's endure this for a bit... as he said, the sooner he reaches orgasm, the quicker I can acquire the technique and be free from this... this shame,' Sia resolved, her inner monologue a mixture of determination and resignation. With a reluctant exhale, she loosened her grip on Kevin's hips, allowing him to thrust his penis deeper into her throat, surrendering to the discomfort.
A triumphant grin spread across Kevin's face, his satisfaction evident in the way he savored the sensation of her throat yielding to his advances. "You're quite the obedient one, Sia," he remarked, his voice laced with a mix of approval and amusement. "You understand me easily, unlike many other women. You understand, I'm doing this all for your benefit..."
'What a fucking bastard, trying to compliment me like a child... Does he really think I'm that easy to fool? I know he's saying this just to manipulate me,' Sia's thoughts were laced with skepticism as Kevin attempted to use flattery to influence her. However, his tactics seemed to have little effect on her.
Kevin, observing Sia's steadfast resistance, couldn't help but smirk in response to her angry glare. 'Is she implying that she's not easy to manipulate? Hehehe, how adorable,' he mused inwardly. While he acknowledged that manipulating her wasn't a walk in the park, he believed it wasn't an insurmountable challenge. He saw a path ahead – one where he could gradually make her reliant on him for everything, to the point where she'd need permission even to take a breath.
Yet, as he took in her fiery gaze, he realized it wouldn't be an easy task. For now, Kevin decided to shift his focus to physically training her, knowing that building that dependence would require a multifaceted approach.
Without a word, he intensified his thrusts, hips moving with greater urgency. His hand guided her face in rhythm with his motions, a unique pleasure coursing through Kevin as he wielded her head to his satisfaction. The sensation of her slippery, textured throat walls gripping his hardened length brought him closer and closer to climax.
In contrast to her previously furious expression, Sia's face had transformed into a disheveled spectacle. Tears streamed from her eyes, mingling with the drool that trickled down her chin and pooled between her breasts. But even this didn't satiate Kevin's appetite. His member continued to stimulate her, coaxing forth more saliva from her overwhelmed mouth.
As his size seemed to swell, the mounting pressure within Kevin built. He glanced down at Sia, noticing her tense form and the bewildered expression etched across her features. Her body betrayed her, succumbing to an unexpected orgasm triggered by the relentless intrusion in her throat.