Page 193 of Kissing the Villain

Thinking fast, I shoved their hands off my body and ducked down. Crouched low to the ground, I slid to my right, my knees scraping across the floor.

“What the fuck?”

The other man grunted.

Proud of myself for getting away, I smiled. I crawled on my hands and knees until I bumped into a piece of furniture. So far, so good. Maybe Luca knew I could survive an hour without getting captured.

I sat on the floor and leaned back against a couch. It didn’t sound like anyone was behind me. But how long could I hidehere? I had to keep going. Using the sofa for support, I pushed myself up from the tile. I continued my slow perusal of the room. Luca had to be around here somewhere. He could not have gone far unless he wanted me to chase him.

Was that part of his game?

I got up from the floor and moved toward the left side of the room, closer to the entrance. My perception was off. Without sight, it awakened my other senses. Women moaned, and men grunted. The sounds of skin slapping broke through the noise. It smelled like a den of iniquity, the stench of sex and liquor hitting the air like smoke in the wind.

Everywhere I walked, their scents and sounds followed me. With each moan, liquid heat pooled between my thighs, soaking my panties. My skin burned with desire, like an itch I needed to scratch.

I had to find Luca.

Someone hugged me from behind, stealing a scream from my lips. His hand covered my mouth, and he spun me around, his scent filling my nostrils—cigars, scotch, with a hint of the saltiness of the sea. I relaxed in his arms. His hand slid up my stomach, between my cleavage, and straight to my throat. Like a hot poker, his fingers branded my skin. I loved it when he dominated me.

My Devil found me.

He tightened his grip, his free hand sliding down my stomach, between my thighs. Right over my soaked panties, he plunged two fingers inside me. The fabric scraped against my inner walls, ripping a moan from my lips. It felt so fucking good I never wanted him to stop.

I arched my hips and met each of his thrusts. A guttural groan escaped his throat right before he sank his teeth into my neck and finger-fucked me without mercy. My gums went numb from the sheer intensity of the orgasm building. Maybe it wasthe suspense of not knowing if I would find my handsome Devil. But now that I had him, I wasn’t letting him go.

He slid his fingers out of me, his hand on my shoulder as he pushed me down on a couch. The leather was cold against my skin, sending a shiver down my arms. My skin pebbled with tiny bumps. We had some distance from the others, their moans farther away. Luca never cared about privacy. He would have fucked me in front of his friends to make them jealous, to see their faces as he claimed me.

Rough and unforgiving, fingers etched into my skin, burrowing into my hip. Luca was never gentle with me. He took what he wanted and claimed my body like a land he wanted to conquer. Since he was always in control, I climbed onto his lap. My tits bounced, and he shoved his face between them. Licking my skin, he tasted me, rolling his tongue over my painfully sore nipple. My hand fell to the back of his head, and his teeth grazed my nipple.

I could feel his hard length rubbing against my thigh, making my panties even wetter. My juices soaked right through the thin fabric.

I grabbed his tie and pulled his lips to mine. He tasted like his usual scotch brand with a hint of cigars—not my favorite scent, but it was him all the same. Still dressed in his suit, his tie was loose around his neck. I took it from him, slipping it around my neck and tightening it like a noose. That was our thing.

I moved his hand to the silky fabric, and he released a low growl. Of course, he liked it. Loved making me choke on his cock as he strangled me with his tie. Sometimes he used it on me when we fucked. Other times, he tied my wrists together, pinned them above my head, and shackled me to his headboard. And I loved all of it.

I unbuttoned his dress shirt, and with his help, I stripped off his suit jacket and shirt and then worked on his pants. Hegripped the waistband after I unzipped him and slid his boxers and pants down to his knees. His long shaft pressed up against my pussy.

I wrapped my hand around his enormous cock. He groaned as I stroked him. Chest rising and falling, I clutched his shoulder for support and lifted my hips. I was so damn wet my panties clung to my skin. They were the only barrier between us, but I didn’t want to break the connection to remove them. So I shoved them aside.

His thumb pushed at my entrance, then moved up and down my wet slit. He fisted his cock and lifted my ass just enough to fill me in one quick thrust. A whimper escaped my mouth. I fell forward, my arms around his neck, his cock buried deep. We panted against each other’s lips, and then he took control. One hand on my hip, the other on my throat, he fucked me like he wanted to kill me. His fingers cut off my air as I rode him hard and fast, my nails digging into the flesh on his back.

Pain was his pleasure.

With his hand on my ass, the other choking me with his tie, I rode him into the couch, crying out as my legs trembled. I licked his neck and tasted the saltiness on his sweat-slick skin. Losing myself in him, I rocked my hips to meet each of his thrusts, swept away in a cloud of pleasure that consumed me.

Both of his hands moved to my ass. He lifted me higher and higher, bouncing me so hard on his cock my pussy was already sore. Heat rushed down my chest and arms and spread to my thighs like wildfire as an earth-shattering orgasm stirred inside me. My inner walls clenched around him, holding his thick cock in a vise. With Luca, I could feed my inner demons while satisfying his.

He held me tight, our bodies joined, trembling in each other’s arms. It felt so good to forget about everything and lose myself.Let him take care of all my dark desires. I came twice on his cock, so damn hard my orgasms shook through me one after the other.

He tilted my head to the side, bit my earlobe, and sucked on it as he rocked me to the core. His cock pulsed, then he spilled his cum inside me. I felt so full by the time our lips met. He parted my lips with his tongue, his cock still hard and inside me. If this were Hell, the Devil could take me right now.

We won the game.

He captured his Queen.

The lights turned on, forcing me to shield my eyes from the sudden brightness. I glanced down at my handsome Devil, and I almost screamed.

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