Page 39 of Casino King

I hit the back of her throat and my head falls back, my groans echoing off the marble all around us.

I feel her choke, but she quickly recovers, swallowing around me. Grunting, I hold her to me for a second longer, her hot mouth as good as her hot pussy.

Easing up a fraction, I let her slide back up my length, her nose flaring with a much needed breath.

“Suck. Hard,” I command, and her lips tighten, doing as I say automatically. “Fuck,” I groan, and her eyes shoot up to mine, her pleasure at my approval shining back at me.

She lets me guide her how I want her. She lets me fuck her mouth.

Pumping my hips into her, my balls tighten as I get close, and Tessa scrapes her nails down my hips and thighs before digging them into my ass, holding me to her like she wants to keep me there.

“Look at me,” I growl, and her eyes flash up to mine, giving me what I need. Fire travels down my spine and I grip her hair to where I know she must be in agony, but I can’t help it. I can’t stop.

The steam from the shower fills the air around us, and with one final thrust, I hold her to me, her mouth taking as much of me as she can before her airway is completely blocked and she frantically swallows around me as I shoot my release down her throat.

Her eyes stay locked on mine and something in me shifts.

She’s fucking incredible.

Releasing me with a wet pop, Tessa falls back on her heels, her chest rising in quick little breaths that make her perfect tits bounce for me, her nipples hard. Licking her lips, she rubs her thighs together, letting me know she’s just as turned on sucking my cock as she is when I have my hands all over her.

Lifting her up from under her arms, I walk her into the shower and press her against the glass wall, my fingers stroking her folds.

Jesus fucking Christ. She’s soaked.

“You liked sucking me off, mia bella rosa?” I ask, my lips brushing hers as I do.

“Yes,” she moans, and I take her bottom lip between mine, sucking on it while swirling the pad of my finger around her clit.

Her immediate groan has me kissing her fully and thrusting two fingers inside of her. She whimpers, and I know she’s already swollen and sore from taking me so hard and multiple times.

Good. That’s exactly what I wanted.

After only a few strokes, I press my thumb against her clit and she moans into our kiss, coating my hand in her sweet cream.

The water beats down on us and I pull my hand away, licking it clean.

“Mmm,” I hum, making her eyes darken. “So good.” I use the words she used to describe me, and a little smile ghosts her lips, too spent to give me anything more.

I see her losing the battle to stay upright, so I let her lean against the glass as I wash her lithe body. Dancing has given her such a sinfully sculpted body that has me wanting to worship her for the goddess that she is.

When I’ve washed us both, I turn the water off and pat us dry before carrying her back to my bed. Her eyes have been fighting to stay open, and the moment I place her in the middle of my bed, she curls on her side and closes her eyes.

I brush the hair away from her face, and she sighs. Reluctantly, I cover her with my comforter and then go to my closet to put on a fresh suit.

I still have work to do tonight, no matter how tempting it is to stay here with Tessa.

Dressed, I close the door behind me and meet Enzo in the kitchen. The son of a bitch is just casually leaning against the counter drinking a cup of coffee.

“I can’t believe you didn’t fucking tell me that Tessa worked in an outfit that has her tits and ass out for every man to see.” My anger flares again at thinking about her dressed in that fifties styled waitress uniform every time she went to work there. “And you let her leave here without telling me. You’re on thin ice, Enzo.”

“I know.” He nods.

“That’s all you have to say?” I ask angrily, but keep my voice low so I don’t wake Tessa. He doesn’t answer me, so I close the distance between us in three long strides, gripping him by the throat before continuing. “She can’t protect you, Enzo. I don’t care if she likes you. I won’t hesitate to kill you if anything happens to her because you think being her friend is more important than following orders.”

I release him and push away, running my hands through my hair to try and calm myself.

“I have to meet Vinny downstairs,” is all I say before storming out the door.

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