Page 66 of Sinful Suit


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I bit my lip and clenched his shaft, his eyes narrowing on me. I yelped when he slammed inside me, his thrust so powerful that I moved on the bed, his fingers digging into my skin.

“Don’t test me, sweet girl,” he crooned, his breathy, deep voice making my toes curl.

Our groans and moans echoed in the room, the sounds of skin slapping against each other and wet squelching surrounded us. Scent of sex hovered in the air, making me heady.

I didn’t know I was orgasming until I heard him praise me, his fingers wet from rubbing my clit. “Such a good fucking girl,” he groaned. “Make a mess on Daddy’s cock.”

Passion crept through my veins. I whimpered, my legs trembling as the orgasm kept going, turning into another orgasm. Squeezing my eyes shut, I felt Sean’s fingers gently rub my clit while he kept me full with his cock. My walls couldn’t stop clenching him as he kissed my knee, spreading my legs wider.

When I opened my eyes, I blinked out of the haze to find myself on my knees and hands, my hair falling around me like a curtain. I moaned when I felt him filling me up again and remembered how hard I came that I almost passed out.

“Oh!” I whimpered when he spanked my ass, my skin turning hot and juices leaking out of me from the warmth.

“Only ten more to go, Princess,” Sean said, his voice husky and deep. “Come on, you can do it.”

“T-ten more?” I was going to die.

I could imagine the news for the next day.Twenty-four-year-old found dead in a rich lawyer’s penthouse after fourteen orgasms.

A cry left my throat when he tugged at my hair until I was leaning up on my knees, his chest pressed against my back. His hand wrapped around my neck and squeezed lightly, making me tether to the edge.

“Where did you run off to, hm?” He asked, his lips brushing over my ear. “See how pretty you look getting fucked by Daddy.”

My eyes gazed across the bed at the mirror. My cheeks burned with heat, watching how different I looked. My eyes were dark, hair tousled. Neck and breasts flushed with pink hue and hickies. His body looked massive in the mirror, his forearm flexing with veins as he rubbed my clit. Compared to me, Sean looked sophisticated. Charming even while he was fucking me in the most deranged way possible.

“You look fucked out, don’t you, Princess?” He purred in my ear, licking the shell and biting it.

I moaned. “Yes, Daddy.”

“This is what you wanted, didn’t you,hm? Naughty fucking girl,” he growled, lowering his mouth to my neck and sinking his teeth into my sensitive skin.

I sighed, digging my fingers into his arm and arching into his touch. He kept moving inside me, my eyes getting hooded as I felt another orgasm closing in.

Looking over my shoulder, I found him watching our reflection in the mirror before meeting my eyes and leaning down to capture my lips. The kiss was heated, his mouth overpowering mine and swallowing my moan.

I hummed, kissing him back, burying my hand in his thick hair before he pushed me back on my hands, spanking my cheek and slamming inside me. I groaned, pain and pleasure overwhelming me.

I didn’t know I was crawling away until Sean pulled me back, his voice dark. “Where do you think you’re running away, Princess?” He stayed inside me, my walls feeling the pinch of pain when he roughly plunged inside. “Youwantedthis, dirty girl. I’m not letting you go until I’m done.”

My eyes burned with tears when another orgasm tore out of me. Sean was ruthless. His cock was already filling me up and pressing against the sensitive g-spot, but his fingers kept rubbing over my clit, applyingjustthe right pressure to make me cum.

Even when I thought I wouldn’t be able to come anymore, he surprised me. It felt like he knew my body more than I did.

“P-please!” I begged him, not remembering how many times I had already orgasmed. He still hadn’t. “Daddy—fuck!”

He had thrown my legs on his shoulder, his abs clenching with each deep thrust. Both of our bodies had a light sheen of sweat. But he didn’t look breathless, while I felt like I had run a marathon.

“Please what, sweet girl?” He asked, kissing my ankle. “Wanna cum once again? Only four orgasms left.”

“You’re lying,” I blurted. I’m pretty sure he was. I felt like I had come over a hundred times.

“Oh, am I, now?”

“Please!”

“I won’t know what you’re begging for until you tell me, Princess.”

I bit my lip and did my best innocent eyes, fluttering my lashes. “Cum inside me, Daddy.”