Page 82 of His Enforcer

I shiver and tug my shirt off, tossing it onto the ground behind me.

Luca wets his lips, his eyes roving over my chest, his hand stroking his dick, making me swallow roughly.

“So fucking pretty,” he says around his unlit cigarette. My fingersmove to the lighter and I pull it from my pocket and lean forward. His eyes never leave mine as he inhales.

Smoke billows around him, making him look so much hotter than he has any right to be. “Now your pants. I want to see that perfect ass while you suck my cock.”

“I’m not sucking it,” I manage to say, even though I’m already undoing my pants and kicking them off, leaving me only in tight lace panties. Off-white, sheer, completely see-through.

The corner of Luca’s lips turns up as he eyes me. “On your knees, Vik. You’ve avoided me all day.”

I turn my gaze to the right, looking out at the darkness outside when he reaches out and pulls me closer. My knees buckle and I fall to the floor, unable to hold it together any longer. My hands run up his thighs and tug his pants down further. Luca growls as he lifts his hips, and when his cock and balls are free, I moan, falling on them, choking myself, gagging, but I don’t let up. I’m fucking feral for it.

He doesn’t touch me, just lets me show him how much I want him, despite saying I don’t. He’s proving me wrong just by existing.

“Such a good boy,” he says, inhaling deeply, smoke filtering over me as he lets out a breath. I’m groaning loudly now, my cock leaking in my panties, my hole flexing around nothing. I want more. I want his fat cock in my ass. I want him to own me in every way.

“Such a slut for it. Listen to you moan.”

I grow louder because of it, his filthy words. The way he undoes me.

“That’s right. Make me come,” he growls again and then groans low when I take him into my throat and swallow. He shifts his hips up in short bursts, and I find myself delirious, my vision whiting out as I feel him start to shake. It rolls through him, his cock lurching inside of me.

Moments later, he’s unloading into my mouth, and I swallow all of it, gulping in deep breaths, trying to find my center once more.

It doesn’t work. He doesn’t give me time. He stubs out his cigarette and rights his pants, and then leans forward, wrenches myhead up, and kisses me. Tongue, spit, and cum move from my mouth to his and he inhales it, making my mind spin with the force of the kiss.

Then it ends and I’m sinking back on my heels, panting as he watches me.

It’s a long, drawn-out moment filled with just the sounds of our breathing.

Finally, he says, “Come here.”

I can barely push myself up, my legs wobbling as I stand before him. His hands slide up the backs of my thighs, his fingers curling in the waistband of my underwear. Slowly, he drags the lace down, my cock arching toward his face.

It’s too erotic, him being so close to me. I almost collapse.

“Look at it, so fucking wet,” he whispers, his tongue peeking out and running across his top lip. My hands land on his shoulders to keep myself steady. I can’t fucking move.

His fingers dig into the globes of my ass as his lips brush over the tip of me, and I feel my legs start to tremble, my mouth making the most obscene sound on the planet. I should be catapulted into outer space for this. It’s embarrassing and wrong.

I can’t help it.

Luca chuckles and his tongue swipes out, licking my head and sweeping up the drop of precum sitting on the tip.

I gasp, my chin falling to my chest as I watch him, my entire body shaking with need.

He’s licking my dick, his tongue is on my cock.

I can’t breathe.

Those dark eyes meet mine and his mouth engulfs me. I cry out, my fingers digging into his shoulders as I try to hold my orgasm back. He’s not even taking much of me, just teasing me by sucking on the head, but it’s enough. The fact he’s even doing this has me moaning like the whore I am.

He pops off me and I wheeze, a deplorable sound.

“You taste like mine.”

His mouth goes back onto me, and he pulls me in a little deeper. I can do nothing but watch, another inch of my cock disappearing into his mouth, sitting heavily on his tongue as he tortures me. He knows exactly what he’s doing, what this means.

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