With his hand on my arm I wasn’t brave enough to fight off his hold so I let him drag me into his house. Keenan followed behind us to deposit the bag before retreating back out the door. Moments later I could hear the rumble of a bike drive away.
Realization dawned on me that I was now alone with Keiran. He had taken off for parts unknown in the house, leaving me standing in the entryway. I eyed the bag left by the door, tempted to go against his warning. What if he was dealing and he just took me on some kind of drug run? Either way I was screwed as either a witness or a participant. Depends on how the police would see if we had been caught.
“What are you doing?” Keiran asked from behind me. I didn’t hear him approach and jumped before whirling around to face him with a guilty flush spreading over my skin.
“What’s in the bag? Are you selling drugs?” I answered with a question of my own.
When his jaw clenched, I thought he would lash out but when all he said was, “Call your aunt but make it quick and don’t try anything,” I was surprised. It was then that I noticed he was holding my phone in his hand.
“Exactly what am I supposed to try? I love my aunt and I will do anything to protect her. Just because you don’t know the meaning of the word doesn’t mean it isn’t real.”
Silence.
“So, you’d do anything to protect her?” His tone was too calm as he slowly stepped forward. “Is that right?”
“That’s what I said.”
“Give me a blow job.” I felt something quicken inside me and my entire body blush.
“What?”
“You heard me the first time.” My eyes widened when he began unbuckling his belt. The familiar feelings of panic begin to set in as he continued to approach me. “On your knees. I want to feel those pretty pink lips on me.”
“Don’t do this.”
“I’m not. You are. Prove yourself and save your precious aunt.” His hand pushed me down until I was on my knees. My body became numb and my ability to think fled. I could hear his harsh words replaying over and over in my head. Would he really spare my aunt if I did it? Could I even go through with it?
“Decide quickly. My offer won’t last forever.” His offer? Is that really how he saw it? More like coercion and blackmail.
“I –”
“It doesn’t require you to talk.” He lowered his jeans and boxers until they hung just around his hips. His cock had sprung out of the confines of his jeans and a shiver of apprehension ran through my body, while my eyes widened with shock and trepidation.
His erection was long and thick with angry veins running the length. My attention was drawn to the pulsing head that had a bead of moisture shining on the tip. My belly had butterflies and my mouth and lips suddenly felt to dry. I licked my lips to moisten them and Keiran’s gaze zeroed in on my lips as I did. A low, throaty sound erupted from his lips as he watched me.
He began a stroking motion, up and down while gazing down at me, daring me with his eyes. When I continued to hesitate he grabbed the nape of my neck and brought my lips closer. The tip of his cock touched my lips and he began rubbing it across slowly. I was shaking uncontrollably with an emotion and feeling that I couldn’t explain. But I did recognize shame. Shame that I wanted to taste him even though he only wanted to degrade me.
“Ok, I’ll do it, but please be gent –”
My words were lost when he plunged his cock into my mouth without warning. He continued to push forward with a groan and I immediately felt pressure at the back of my throat, causing me to gag. I instinctively closed my mouth around the intruding length to relieve the pressure but soon realized my mistake. My body heat rose in response to his aggression and I felt both fear and desire battle within me.