Page 70 of Aching for His Discretion

“Declan. Now is not the time.”

“Oh, why not? Just because they’re playing family doesn’t mean I have to give him much respect… wouldn’t you agree, Mr. Amante?You already told me she was begging you to fuck her. Think that deserves any more respect?”Declan asked, switching to Italian at the end, and judging how Linda simply remained quiet, I assumed she was unaware of what he said, but Kenneth was fucking enraged.

Miraculously, however, it was not at me or Teegan, who now had unshed tears in her eyes. I wanted to console my sweet girl and tell her everything would be all right, but tensions were already too high.

“That’s enough, Declan. Teegan, sweetie, go finish packing your bags. Honey, please give her a hand for the moment,” Kenneth said somewhat calmly, and I let her little hand go as she walked with her mother and the cat trailing behind her quickly. I knew I had my reservations about Grayson, but looking at her brothers’ eyes that held hatred for the little guy fucking pissed me off.

“You’re really okay with him fucking using our little sister? Your daughter… like she’s some plaything?” Dakota asked.

I chuckled internally as Kenneth stayed quiet. I couldn’t contain the small smile that broke out on my face, and as a result, Declan stood up.

“And what is so fucking funny?” he asked.

“You seem to forget who you’re talking to…” I muttered, leaning back in my chair.

He approached me slowly as Kenneth interjected, “Declan, stop.”

I shook my head. “No, let him. Let him talk. Like everyone doesn’t know who the fuck she belongs to now or how she’s basically untouchable by anyone. And if she’s some plaything, then sure… call her that, because she ismylittle fucking plaything.” Standing up, I stood eye to eye with the hotheadedboyand seethed. “Now, say one more thing about her, and I’ll ensure it’s the last thing you ever say,” I said, voice low, and he shook his head as he looked over at his silent father before looking back to me.

After a few more seconds had passed by, Declan left the dining room with Dakota soon following as they made their way to the front door.

We arrived in New York a few hours ago, and it was getting a bit late. Going over to the bathroom, I leaned against the wall at the peculiar sight: my Tesoro, kneeling on the sink counter doing her hair because she was just… a bit too short to work comfortably.

Walking over to her, I placed a kiss on her shoulder as she put her little hair tools down. Wrapping my hand around her neck, I pulled her back to my chest as she gazed at me with her pouty lips and doe eyes in the mirror.

Fuck, she was adorable. Her eyes held many emotions. Helpless, scared, aroused... She was so damn innocent.

“My pretty girl… why don’t you get comfortable, hmm, baby? Then you can finish fixing up your hair for tomorrow?” Isuggested, and she shrugged as she lay back on my chest. Releasing my hand from her neck, I ran them along her thighs.

“I’m nervous,” she whispered, and I nodded.

“It’s a new rotation, baby. You’re bound to be nervous. You’re going to do amazing, sweet girl, and I don’t want you up all night worrying about the little things and not being able to sleep,” I muttered, referring to her hair and the flashcard session she squeezed in the second we got to my place.

“I know… But I feel really restless,” she whispered, and I hummed as I picked her up from behind, causing her to giggle as I walked her over to the bed.

“I know something that will put you to sleep, baby…” I muttered as I kissed her neck again and laid her on her back.

“You do?” she asked softly, and I hummed in response. She looked up at me in lust as I undid my belt and pulled it off slowly.

This was for her, but it’s been almost a fucking week since I’ve been in her little wet cunt, andI needed this.

Unbuttoning her jeans for her, I pulled them down with her help as she lifted her hips and let me slide them down her legs. Kissing her softly, I pushed her little panties to the side to find her already wet clit begging for my attention.

“That’s a good fucking girl…” I whispered as she parted her legs a bit more while she looked down at my hand, now slowly fingering her with two fingers.

While she was busy focusing on my hand, I pulled my cock out as I wet my fingers on my other hand. Stroking myself to the sound of her moans for a short while, I pulled my fingers out before I slammed my cock into her little pussy.

She jumped, wrapping her hands around my wrist as I held her hips in mine. At the sudden intrusion, her face contorted as she came, soaking my cock immediately.

Thrusting into her cunt, I listened as a mix between cries and whimpers pathetically came out from her.

A thought came to my mind as I used her on my cock, and a sinister smile came to my face.Her brothers were right…she was my little plaything. Fucking lying there and taking my cock like a good little girl with no complaints, enjoying the feeling of me using and breaking her little pussy.

“There you go, baby, there you go. You can take it… Fuck, you’re so tight,” I groaned as she whimpered softly while she drew close to her release.

“So good,” she whispered, and I chuckled mockingly as I pounded her little pussy harder, feeling her clench even tighter than before.

“I know, baby, I know. Gonna fuck you to sleep good, hmm?” I asked, and she nodded quickly as I felt her stomach tighten.

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