Page 93 of Revenge & Ruin

All I can hear is the ringing in my ears, but I swear I hear Teo hiss out, “You’re so fucking beautiful.”

When my senses return, I’m lying across Teo’s chest, panting heavily. “That was…”

Teo’s arms encircle me, pulling me in tighter. I can feel his hot breath on my hair, the back of my neck.

“My darling,belle,” Teo purrs in my ear. “I’m not finished with you yet. Remember, I still need to punish you.”

I whimper as his hands move south, encircling my devastatingly sensitive core, seeping wet with the remnants of my orgasm.

My entire body responds to the contact, grinding back into his still-hard cock as his fingers lazily work me open once more.

He hisses and tries to create some distance, but I’m persistent.

“If you keep doing that, I’m going to fuck your pretty little mouth.”

Which only encourages me more.

His arms freeze around me, then a second later, his fingers yank away, and he’s pushing me down into the bed. His eyes ablaze with a ferocious kind of desire.

“Tell me you want it.”

“I want your cock in my pretty little mouth,” I reply haughtily, jutting my chin just so. “I want you to fuck my mouth, and I want you to cum down my throat.”

It drives him wild, and the satisfaction of his expression is only overridden by my reward.

Teo is huge. He’s too big to swallow entirely and with the state of my neck right now, I need to make accommodations. Namely with my hands. But it doesn’t stop my eagerness to satisfy, especially when I can taste myself all over him.

After a couple of experimental drags of his length, I allow my tongue to dart out and lick across his sensitive end.

“Fuck!” Teo curses when I look up at him through hooded eyes.

Yes, I’m driving him insane.

“You call this a punishment?” I smile up at him cruelly before taking him whole again.

His hands wrap around my hair a second later, tugging hard enough to make the roots protest as he pulls me away from my prize.

“You’re enjoying yourself far too much,” he growls down at me.

He yanks my hair back so my face is tilted up to him and rewards me with a filthy kiss. His tongue greedily tastes himself in my mouth, teeth biting hard enough for my lips to swell.

When he pulls away, he has a satisfied kind of smile on his face. “Look at what I’ve reduced you to.”

I bite at the wrist that’s still tangled in my hair.

He chuckles as he pulls me back to his cock. My mouth eagerly opens to accept it, but he holds me only close enough for the tip to brush against my lips. My tongue darts out to lap at it eagerly.

“So impatient,” he chuckles as he finally, finally gives me an inch. Then another.

It’s so agonizingly slow. I’m constantly whimpering around him, begging with my eyes to just let me. Let me. Let me.

But he’s in control, and he’s not relenting. And I’ve never wished to have a knife in my hand more. Anything that I could use to threaten him into giving me what I want.

Luckily, for all his restraint, all his teasing, all his need for control, Teo is still just a man. And when my nails scrape across his thighs, his movements get quicker and faster and deeper.

And fuck, it feels so good to see him crumble before me.

This man, this murderer, thisdon.Weak men have perished at his hand. But forme, Teo Vitale ruins himself before my very eyes.

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