Dominate Showbiz: Media Tycoon Discovered My Talent-Chapter 110: Dreamt of You [M]

[Warning: This Chapter contains Explicit Mature Content]

"How do you like my torture?" she murmured wickedly over the flushed tip.

This time, it was Karl’s turn to fall speechless.

Every ounce of his willpower had gone into holding himself back from spilling into her mouth, his teeth clenched tightly with the effort, toes curling hard down his feet. Even his eyes were squeezed shut now, unable to bear the sight of those blue eyes staring wide up at him, watching his every reaction.

He’d imagined enough times what she’d feel like bouncing on his lap, but never this. Never her warm, wet tongue wrapped around him like this!

"Look at me, Karl," she invited softly, before lowering her lips down his cock again.

The sudden movement made his eyes fly open. The turquoise in his irises trembled as he took in the sight of her gazing back at him eagerly, as if she wanted to see exactly what his face would look like when he came undone for her.

That single look shattered the last of his restraint.

"Hah... birdie, fuck—"

A hard groan tore from his throat as his hips jerked forward, fingers tangling in her hair as he pulled her flush against him, the length sliding deeper into her mouth than ever before.

Her eyes widened instantly. The sudden depth hit the back of her throat, followed by his warm release, nearly making her choke in shock. Her body trembled in time with his orgasm, her features tightening as she took in the heat filling her mouth.

Only half a minute later did his fingers finally loosen in her hair, his body sinking back into the couch as his cock slipped from her lips.

"Did you..." he panted, eyes still hazy with pleasure. "Did you swallow it all?"

His face was burning, not only from what she’d just done to him, but from the realization that he’d just come in the mouth of the girl he’d been dreaming about for two weeks now.

"Of course I did," she replied with a faint smirk. "Can’t let it spill all over you."

"Hah... come on, don’t say it like that," he scowled, cheeks puffing pink with embarrassment. "Say you did it because you wanted to, duh."

She gave him a flat, bored look. "Wow. I didn’t know you were into cheesy cliché lines, Mister Superstar."

"Cheesy and cliché it is!" he snapped. Then his voice dropped into a small, sulking tone. "But... but I want to hear it from you."

A quiet sigh slipped from her. Right, how could she possibly not see this coming, given his taste in movies?

She climbed closer, pressing a soft kiss to his pouty lips. "I swallowed all your cum because I wanted to," she murmured teasingly. "Happy now?"

Her softly spoken words, along with the kiss, left him completely stunned.

On the wall, the movie had already ended, the final credits fading to black.

"Oh, the movie’s done," she finally realized, adjusting her sweater as she pulled away. "Well, at least you already knew the ending. Let’s go then, let’s clean up and get out of here before you miss your flight."

His hand suddenly shot up and wrapped around her wrist before she could reach for her panties.

"Eh... what now?" She raised a brow at him, already having bad feelings as she noticed how the whites of his turquoise eyes were still obviously, hazily red.

"You’re seriously thinking I’m done after coming once in your mouth?" he asked, his brow twitching faintly.

Her face darkened instantly. "Eh... is that... not how it works?" she stammered.

She’d only been with Niklas, who always wrapped things up after firing his one shot, and Charles, who clearly had no definition of "coming" in his dictionary.

Still, Charles had probably managed to last that long only because he’d be finished for good if he actually came. After releasing that much in her mouth, Karl was telling her he wasn’t satisfied?

"The last time I counted," Karl grumbled, pulling her back toward him, "I came seven times in a row just thinking about you."

Kaija’s face went pale with shock. Did he really just admit so casually that he’d jerked off while fantasizing about her?

But wait, the bigger problem was... seven? How was that even biologically possible again?

"No way, Karl Hanski!" she snapped. "There is no way I’m letting you do seven—"

The rest of her words were once again swallowed by his hungry mouth. Between his legs, the softening length was already stirring again as his rhythm against her lips quickened.

He gave himself a few strokes with one hand, while the other slid up her thigh and found its way between her legs, slipping into that wet heat that drew soft moans from her mouth once more.

When he felt how easily his fingers slid in and out of her slick warmth, and how hard his cock had grown again, ready to replace them, he lifted her onto his lap in one swift motion, positioning himself against her sweet entrance.

"Let me show you how I fantasize about you, birdie," he murmured against her lips, his breathing already turning ragged again.

His face was flushed with lust as he pulled back slightly, staring down at where her slick folds brushed against the base of his cock.

Even her eyes were faintly tinged red now, unfocused as she glanced down at the thick length poised to push into her. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

"Slowly, please," she pleaded, knowing there was no turning back now, judging by the way the veins along his cock twitched against her entrance.

"I’ll... try," he whispered, before guiding the swollen tip into the tight, wet hole he knew damn well was ready for him.

"Hah!" she gasped, covering her mouth at the sudden intrusion.

His hands wrapped firmly around her ass, guiding her down inch by inch until she couldn’t take his length in anymore.

"Fuck," he groaned, shuddering at the sensation closing around him. "I thought I prepared you well."

Having already come once, his cock was less sensitive than before, but the way her walls still clung and squeezed around him felt even more unreal than anything he’d imagined.

His hips began to roll slowly into that tight warmth, controlled and gradual, no matter how badly he wanted to drive her wild again.

After a while, the tightness eased slightly, her body adjusting as her hips began moving on their own, fingers clutching at his shoulders as she found her way to his rhythm.

"So this is... how you fantasize about me?" she asked between their ragged kisses, lips curling into a smirk.

Karl could barely respond. Reality overwhelmed him far more than any fantasy ever had.

"You have... no idea," he moaned weakly under her lips. "I’ve... fantasized about this, about you, and about so many other things I want to do to you that I can’t even remember them all right now."