Page 75 of Enforcer

“Give him hell!” Slate shouts, words meant for me.

Unthinking, I shout back, “I plan on it.”

Dante grins as he thrusts up deeper, harder, stealing my breath. “That so, tesoro?”

“Please, Dante, fuck!”

He leans forward, pressing me into the wall more. “I love to hear my name from your lips. It’s a fucking addiction of mine.”

I smirk, whispering in his ear. “Make me come, Dante.”

“You want to come, greedy whore?” he asks me.

I nod. “I do. I want to come so bad,” I whimper.

He pulls out of me and places me on my feet. “Make me come first. Then and only then will you come again.”

My heart is thrashing, and I can’t fathom his words.

“On your knees, slut.”

He most definitely found out my kink.

I slide to my knees, keeping my eyes on his as he angles his dick downward. “Suck me clean. Make me come. Then I’ll make that pretty cunt come again.”

I open my mouth, and before I can move of my own volition, he dives inside, leaning his hands on the wall and caging me in with his massive body.

Fuck, he’s so hot.

“That a girl. Gag on it,”

I do so, making a godawful sound that doesn’t belong in a church, and he moans.

“Fuck yeah, do it again. Gag on my big dick like a good fucking girl,” he rasps.

Over and over, I gag, my makeup running down my face from my tears and my pussy sopping wet at the sounds he makes.

“One of these days, when you’re mine, when you’ve finally come to terms with it, I’m going to come inside that pretty cunt. I’m going to fill you and make you leak for days.”

Anxiety prickles back into awareness, but he takes a hand off the wall and slaps my face.

Hard.

I flick my eyes up at him, confused about why a rush of wetness came instead of anger.

“Mm, there’s no time for your nerves here, tesoro. Suck me dry.”

My eyes stay on his, watching what each bob of my mouth on him does to him.

I add a hand behind my mouth, jacking over his cock and his piercings.

“You like that?” he asks, and I’m confused until he slaps my face again.

My core clenches. “You’re going to be my good little whore, aren’t you?”

I nod, losing my rhythm with my mouth.

“Of course you are. Look at you, on your fucking knees, mouth full of cock, in a house of worship.” He groans, and I know he’s close.

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