“That’s a good girl.” He pats one of my ass cheeks, then massages it with his thumb for a moment. “Now, play with your clit.”
My hand lifts from his leg to touch myself—I’ve never felt myself so wet and swollen in my life. I continue moving up and down his shaft, playing with myself, but every time I think I’m getting close to climaxing, I seem to lose it.
He pulls my hair down towards him, making my back arch just as much as I can handle. “See, Sofia,you like being told what to do, don’t you? Once my cock came out, there was no backtalk, no being pointlessly combative.”
I pause. My mind races in a haze, trying to think of something sarcastic to say back to him mocking me. But… nothing.
A sharp smack on one of my ass cheeks snaps me back. “Keep going,” he growls, his hand still pulling on my hair enough that I’m forced to look at the ceiling.
I don’t know why I love being ordered around like that right now, but I do. I continue on, feeling my legs shake from arousal. I feel sweat form on my face, my back. Time passes as I play with my clit, feeling the annoying build-up and then nothing. Over and over again. I can tell he’s wondering what’s taking so long.
After a while he murmurs, “Can you come like this?”
I shake my head, no. Feeling blood rush to my cheeks…
Alessandro
I pull her off of me and then get out of bed, grabbing her legs so her pelvis is resting near the edge. She lets out a little yelp as I yank her. I conceal my smile by kissing up her leg—I don’t want her to know how much I’m enjoying this.
I inhale her scent before licking up her folds. Her back arches as I take in her arousal and notice how swollen her clit is. Poor thing must have been so close while riding me. I tease her and trace around her clit as slowly as I can manage, but I’m in just as much danger of losing control as she is. My hands rest on her thighs, and I feel them tremble beneath me.
“You want to come so badly, don’t you?”
“Please,” she moans.
I love hearing that word coming from her lips. I know she wouldn’t be caught dead begging me in any other context.
“Want me to make you feel better?”
“Please!”
I chuckle, then she takes some initiative by lifting her knees a bit and locking my head in a vice between her legs.
I don’t fight her on this but reach up to squeeze her tit hard enough to make her back arch again then attack her clit, not relenting once until she shudders.
“Oh, God. Oh, God.”
My head is still locked in. I could force her legs away, but I don’t want to interrupt her coming apart for me.
She pants and continues vibrating as she comes. It’s like her entire body is convulsing with pleasure. And the best part is, I think she’s trying to stifle her reaction.
The fact I can do this to her…
I stroke my cock as she continues. My mind barely processes the sound of the main door opening until I snap to attention.
“We’re busy! Get the fuck out!” I call out, assuming one of the guards let himself in, but the bedroom door isn’t even closed.
Sofia jolts at the sound of my voice, reflexively covering herself.
“Sorry about that,” I say, trying to find some clothes to throw on. “Must be some type of emergency.” Otherwise, I will not hold back my anger on whoever interrupted us like that.
I glance up at Sofia, who is suspended in horror as she looks out the door. I’m at an angle where I can’t see what she’s looking at, but I’m assuming someone is watching. And that someone won’t be alive for much longer. I quickly step into a pair of sweatpants and hurry over to the door.
To find Marco staring at her with a sick smile on his face.
I take a few steps towards him, forcing him away from the bedroom and slamming the door behind me. “You have no right to…”
“Well, she’s living a good life. Isn’t she? Getting her pussy licked instead of punished for her family being late on a payment.” Hegrips my jaw. “I knew you couldn’t handle this. Maybe she’ll stay with me instead from now on.”
