Just as Iris felt herself teetering on the edge of a sensory overload, her throat aching, her vision swimming with the metallic taste of him and the desperate need to finish, Rex suddenly yanked himself free.
The sudden loss of fullness made Iris gasp, her mouth snapping shut on empty air as she slumped forward, saliva dripping from her lips.
"Oh shit!" Rex exhaled sharply, his chest heaving as he stared down at her. "Phew... almost had it."
"I was dangerously close to cumming right there in your throat." He wiped a bead of sweat from his forehead, his eyes dark and predatory as he watched her struggle to regain her composure.
But there was no reprieve. Before Iris could even draw a full breath, Rex's hand shot out.
His palm slammed against her throat, not enough to crush it completely, but enough to pin her head back and cut off her ability to speak.
"Nngh! Augh!" Iris clawed at his wrist, her eyes wide with shock.
