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“I’m fine, just got a little overambitious.” I look back down at his cock, feeling embarrassed. I bet those whores at the club don’t choke on it.

“You’re too fuckin’ cute.” He glances up at the ceiling. “Come on, let’s try something different.” I watch as he slides his jeans from under him, pulling them to his ankles, then grabbing my waist, he places me over his lap so his hard cock is pressing between my legs.

His eyes remain on mine as, one by one, he unbuttons my dress, opening it up to expose my underwear.

“Look at you, you're perfect.” His tattooed fingers slide over my skin, leaving a tingle in their trail. “Far too perfect for me.” He looks up at me and narrows his eyes.

“But nobody else's,” I remind him, taking hold of his wrists to ensure he keeps his hands where they belong and hears what I’m telling him.

“Mine.” He keeps hold of my stare, sliding his hand behind my ear and dragging me down to his lips.

“Take it, pull your panties to the side, and slide your perfect little pussy onto my cock,” he whispers against my lips.

I nod my head and slide my hand down so I can do as he says, tugging my panties out of the way and slowly lowering myself onto his thick, hard cock.

“It feels too big,” I tell him, confused after barely taking his head.

“It’s the angle; you need to stretch a little more for me.” He pulls his bottom lip through his teeth as he strokes the pad of his thumb against my cheek and watches me hovering over him. “You wanna feel me all the way inside you again. Be so full of me it hurts.” He pushes his thumb between my lips, slipping it all the way inside my mouth, and I moan as I slide a little deeper onto his cock.

“That’s right.Fuck.That's my girl. I love that this tight, little cunt is mine, Millie,” he tells me, continuing to fuck my mouth with his thumb. “You're gonna learn to take it from every angle. This pussy is gonna be a custom fit for my cock. This mouth, too,” he assures me. “I’m gonna take such good fuckin’ care of you,” he promises, watching as I take a little more of him.

“Fuck.” His eyes flick up to mine, and I swear I see the devil in them.

“You're gonna ruin me.” He smiles at me darkly, shocking me when he stands up, taking me with him to his bedroom.

His cock moves inside me with each stride he takes, and I cling to him until he lies me down on his mattress and strips me of my panties.

“Look, baby girl.” He stretches my thighs, resting his hands on my knees and focusing all his attention between my legs. “See how it looks?” He thrusts inside me slowly, then pulls back out, and although it makes my insides burn, I want to feel it again and again. “Watch this tight, little pussy stretch for me.” I gasp with thrill when I feel his fingers move up and grip around my throat.

“I think my cute, pretty girl likes to take it nasty.” He places two fingers to his lips and licks them before touching them against my clit.

“You wanna come all over my cock and my fingers?” he asks, making my legs start to shake when he strokes it at just the right speed and pressure. “First rule of being my old lady is that you come for me every day,” he tells me, watching me squirm beneath him when I feel that sensation taking control of my body. “That’s right, and you look so pretty when you do it. Be a good girl and give it to me.” He coaxes me closer, and just as I feel myself peak, he pushes all the way inside me and holds himself firm

“Shit!” My toes curl into the sheets as my hips lift up from the bed, and Dev watches in delight as my entire body goes rigid.

“Fuck, Millie. What am I gonna do with you?” He shakes his head and climbs up my body, keeping his cock buried inside me as he kisses my lips.

“You're in a whole world of trouble, kiddo.” He grips my throat tight as he fills my mouth with his tongue, and instead of heeding his warning, I embrace how good it feels to have him not holding back on me.

This really is us now, and Dev was right.

There's no going back on it.

“You got work today?” I check, stepping out of the bathroom to find Millie lying on my bed and looking damn pretty beneath my sheets. She still has a satisfied smile on her face from the way I chose to wake her up.

“No, but I do have to go speak to my parents.” That smile quickly fades.

“You shouldn’t do that alone. I’ll come with you.” I tell her, rough-drying my hair with a towel.

“Dev, that would make things twice as bad.” She looks horrified by the idea.

“Then maybe seeing them today ain’t a good idea. You should give them a few days to cool off. As long as they know you're safe, it’ll be better for everyone to take some time to think. Your folks ain’t gonna wanna make you unhappy, maybe you can reason with them.” I try being the voice of reason, which is ironic considering there’s no one to cool me off when I get mad.

“You’re gonna need clothes and shit… make me a list and I’ll get ya whatever you need,” I offer, wishing I could jump back into bed and spend the rest of the day here with her.

Unfortunately, I got business to attend to.

Club enforcer kinda business.

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