Page 36 of Fight Me Little Pearl

I push his hand away and unzip his pants. “Why are you trying to stop me?”

“Because I’m trying to take it slow with you.”

“I don’t want slow.” I push him on the bed and slide his pants down his legs, along with his briefs. His cock springs free, and I gasp. I didn’t get a proper look earlier. Wow!

Did that freaking monster of a cock really fit inside me?

In a burst of courage, I wrap my fingers around the silky skin of the thick shaft and pump fast. Valentino growls. “Fuck, baby. Stop.”

He pulls himself away from me, his breath spurting like he’d just run a marathon.

I squint at him. “What’s the matter?”

His mouth twists sardonically. “If you carry on like that this session is going to be over before you know it.”

“Then I want you in my mouth. Your whole cock.”

Valentino groans, a tortured sound. “Baby, you’re not ready for my whole cock down your throat.”

“Why? You don’t think I could be as good as your whores?” I ask defiantly.

He watches me, his dick throbbing hard between us. “My whores?”

“Yes, your whores. I bet you never told any of them they’re not ready for your whole cock.”

He looks at me quizzically, as if he can’t understand me. “You want to be treated like a whore?”

“Well…”

Suddenly, he wraps his hand around himself and pumps. “Get on your knees.”

“What?”

“You want to be treated like one of my whores?” He climbs down the bed and stands on the edge. “Then leave the bed and get on your knees.”

A strange excitement courses through me as I obey immediately, sinking to my knees before him. He stands over me, pumping his dick in my face. I’m soaking wet.

“Mouth open.”

I part my lips, anticipating him. Slowly, he touches the bulbous head of his dick to my lips, and I close my mouth around him. He pulls out, his eyes squinting in amusement.

“Open your mouth, little pearl, and do as I say.”

I open my mouth, and he touches his dick to my tongue again. “Keep your mouth open,” he instructs, pushing himself deeper.

“Good girl,” he encourages. “Just like that.” He fucks my open mouth for a few seconds before pulling out again. He stares at me silently.

“What’s the matter?” I ask.

He sinks his left hand into my hair and yanks my head back. “Nothing. I’m going to fuck you hard, the way I’ve been meaning to do since the first time I saw you. You hear me?”

“Yes.”

“Good.” He grabs his dick with his other hand and pushes himself into my mouth. “Now suck.”

As I suck him, he fucks my mouth until I gag. But it doesn’t matter, because I can see that he has lost all control, and I am the one with all the power. I love his labored groans and how hard his legs quake the harder I suck. He tugs my hair and pounds into my mouth like his life depends on it. Suddenly, he pulls out, picks me up like I’m a doll, and throws me onto the big bouncy bed.

He’s between my legs before I can catch my breath, and I scream when he sucks my pussy into his mouth, lapping my juices like it’s the elixir of life. “Oh God! That feels so good,” I moan, spreading my legs wider.

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