Secreto De Amor (Miguel O'Hara x Reader)

Chapter Seventeen: The Moment's Over

Warnings- blow job, cum play? teasing, jealous Miguel, toxic Miguel, petty Miguel, possessive Miguel. Jealous y/n, petty y/n, mixed feelings. Short chapter, slight cussing.

Authors note- so a few things.

I brought back two fanfics of mine that I had previously on hold. One of them is called Bound by Hatred a Loki fanfic and the second one is called Sweet Love a sugar daddy, Chris Evans, fan fic.

Also, updates have been slow because I have been working on Kraven. My revenge story's first draft is finished so I am hoping to release it in April, which I am excited about and soon I will be looking for arc readers. If you don't know what arc readers are. They are readers who read the story and exchange it for an honest review on Amazon and Goodreads. I will be having applications soon, so if interested, I will post a link and any of you can sign up.
Few will be selected.

Also, it is close to two in the morning so spell check and proofreading were not done.

And one last thing I've been having comments about updates for the next chapter which is fine, but what I am not fine with are comments saying don't be an op. Or chop chop. You know who you are. Please respect my updated schedule. If you don't like it, then you don't have to read the story.

OK, that is all enjoy this chapter!

There was a slight moment where I contemplated biting his dick off. Especially when I heard Miguel complimenting Jen the whore's dress.

But I knew he did it on purpose.

The fucker is taunting me for fun. He loves to torture me.

He still thrusts into my mouth, my jaw getting sore and yet I don't stop.

As much as I'm pissed at him. I want him to come inside my mouth. I want him to know it does phase me although it fucking does.

If he thinks he's winning in this punishment. Oh, he has another thing coming.

His hips jerk forward and he releases a rusty groan. He's close, I feel it.

"One sec, Jen." He says muting the whore.

He looks down, lust-filled eyes, and he rasps. "Fuck Mariposa, you're doing so good. I'm gonna cum."

Yeah, you will.

I slide down and stay there, for a brief moment.

Just like that Miguel throws his head back and groans deeply.

Warm cum shoots straight down my throat. I swallow every last drop but I don't stop there.

I continue to suck.

He whines sensitively, his hips still shaking.

"M-Mariposa, what are you doing." He whimpers, eyes closed.

"F-Fuck, you're fucking—

He doesn't even finish his sentence as his mouth falls open.

"Miguel, are you still there?"

I smirked, mouth full of dick. "Answer her."

He slowly presses the phone to his ear. "S-Si, Jen todavía estoy aquí." Yes, you slut I'm still here is what I heard.

Okay so not exactly.

"Thank you for dinner. I had a great time. Maybe we can go out again?"

Bitch...