Page 4 of Bound to the Crime Lord

I rarely smoked, and when I did it usually meant that I was on edge. Things had been going as stellar as dog shit, and my head was turning in several directions. I not only had to worry about the damn Capullos… They had started as a nuisance a year ago, but now they were testing my patience. Adrian nearly died had it not been forher.

Juliette.

A fine name for a temptress like her. She lived up to her namesake, drawing in lovers and driving them to suicide from the sheer thought of not having her.

Now I had to worry about her, too.

The door to the small playroom opened and in walked Linda.

“You called for me?”

“Clothes off,” I ordered and gestured to the bed.

Linda was one of the girls from the brothels I ran. I had my pick of the crop, occasionally, when they weren’t busy with one of our high-end clients.

I sat in the armchair and watched her slowly undress. Though what she was wearing could hardly be called clothes.

Her body was all woman, just the way I liked it. I didn’t like when they were too thin. They seemed breakable, and I liked to play rough with my toys. They needed a little resistance to them.

“Lay on the bed.” I stubbed out my cigarette and rose from my chair. I watched her do as she was told. The hunger in her eyes only increased the lust within me. Her green eyes moved up and down the length of my body, drinking my tall stature in.

A flash of blue crossed my mind and I cursed. Those eyes… they were hypnotic. They were like a siren’s call that drew the sailors into the waters to meet their demise.

Fortunately, I was no sailor, and demise was a language I spoke fluently with others, never with myself.

I came to the edge of the bed and stared her down. The beast within me stirred, my cock lengthening as blood rushed to it.

“What do you want me to do?” She whispered the question in a seductive tone. She stared up at me through her eyelashes and smiled. “I am at your disposal.”

Of course you are, little one. I owned her, and not in the monetary sense.

I grabbed her chin roughly and forced her to meet my gaze. Her long porcelain neck extended, revealing a few bite marks from our last encounter.

Oh, looks like I had gotten a little carried away there.

“Take it out.” My voice was low and assertive. “Then I want you to turn around so I can fuck you like a dog.”

Her green eyes darkened. “Of course.”

I let go of her chin and allowed her to free me from my trousers. Her tongue darted out and she licked my length upand down. She sucked on the top, applying just the right amount of pressure. Her tongue massaged my tip as her mouth closed around me, taking me in deeper.

“Yes,” I growled. I grabbed the back of her head and forced her to take in more of me. I hit the back of her mouth and she gagged, but she didn’t stop. I thrusted into her mouth, hitting her base with every forceful movement forward.

“Mmm,” she moaned in satisfaction.

“Fuck,” I groaned. My movements got harder, and I became more and more aggressive with it.

This was all I needed. A good fuck so I could getherout my system. Thrust after thrust, I allowed myself to be drawn closer to the edge.

A flash of chestnut brown hair and ocean eyes penetrated my thick haze of lust.

I ripped myself from Linda’s mouth, the movement making a pop sound. She looked up at me confused, but her confusion was quickly wiped away when I turned her around. I pressed her back down so she was on all fours. Then I grabbed her hips and pulled her towards my length.

The greedy little thing was already pressing her ass up against me, trying to find my cock. I slapped her left cheek for her eagerness and then slapped her right for good measure.

“Oh yes,” she moaned, “fuck me harder, please.”

“Don’t tell me what to do.” I aligned myself with her entrance and pushed all the way through. She was soaking wet for me. “Down.”

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