Page 91 of Sinful Pleasure

“Take it off.”His eyes burned into the towel. I glanced down at it, then back at him.

“Excuse me?”

“You’re not excused,” he snapped. “Now, take it off.”

“You’re crazy,” I muttered, cheeks flushing, gripping the towel tightly. “Everyone is here!’’

“My father and his wife left.”

His voice was sharp, impatient, as he took a step closer. My heart plummeted when he stopped just in front of me, leaning close enough that I could feel the heat of his breath on my face.

“Now, be a good girl and take the fucking towel off.”

He moved around me, his chest pressing against my naked back. A gasp escaped my lips from the unexpected contact.

“If you need someone to talk to, come find me, right? That’s what you said?”

His voice was mocking now, cruel and wicked, as he whispered in my ear, looming over me like I was his prey.

“You were so openly offering yourself to me” he said, his cold fingers brushing across my bare back. I gasped, his finger dragging downward, just grazing the end of the towel. “Who am I to decline such a generous offer?”

“I said… if you need someone to talk to, not—”

My words cut off when his finger tugged on my towel, lowering it by an inch.

“Not what?” he hissed in my ear.

I trembled, my body on fire, my nipples hard and every part of me waiting for his next move. His fingers tugged again, and this time, I didn’t stop him. The towel dropped to the floor with a soft thud, and the air seemed to freeze in my lungs. I thought my heart might explode.

He let out a low, dark laugh—so cruel, so frightening.

“You have no shame, do you, princess?”

His words were harsh and vulgar, cutting into me like blades. I couldfeel his anger from miles away. His lips brushed against my ear as his hand moved to squeeze my hardening nipple between his fingers.

“If you’re going to act like a whore, then I’ll gladly fuck you like one.”

He spat with venom, turning my body to face him. His fingers tangled in my hair, tugging it roughly, pulling me closer to his lips.

“Now get down on your knees.”

Someone in their right mind would push him away, tell him to stop, and end this madness. Someone in their right mind would be offended by his vulgar words.

But the more time I spent around this man, the more I came to the conclusion that I was anything but normal, because I didn’t think twice before dropping to my knees in front of him, my body pulsing with excitement— mixed with adrenaline.

He gripped my chin with force, squeezing it like a vice, his lips curling into a wicked smile.“I’ll take great pleasure making a mess of that pretty little face of yours.”

He worked his belt off, stripping his clothes away, his hard, angry cock springing free in front of my face.

He buried his hands in my hair, gripping tightly as he forced just the tip inside my mouth. I swirled my tongue around it like a lollipop.

“Suck,” he ordered, pushing an inch deeper. I obeyed, eagerly taking him in, swirling my tongue around his tip.

“Just like that,” he groaned, looking down at me with his mouth partly open.

I couldn’t help but moan as I sucked him.Seeing the pleasure written on his face and knowing I was the one bringing him to this point was enough to make me soak my panties. He tugged on my hair, pushing all the way back to my throat. It’s so big, stretching my mouth fully as I choked around it.

“Look at the way you’re taking my cock like the good little brat you are,” he groaned, getting harder with each swirl of my tongue.

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