Page 145 of Villainous Kingpin
I chuckled darkly. “No, not God,” I drawled, my cock hard as a goddamn rock. “Your soon-to-be husband.”
“More,” she begged, her hips bucking.
I curled my finger inside her and hit her spot. And she spiraled out of control.
“Yes, yes. Bas, p-please.” Our mouths clashing together, I drank her moans and pants. Her pussy clenched as she fell apart for me. For me! Nobody else. It was enough to sustain me and sate this rage I had felt since she left me.
Her juices dripped down my knuckles, over my hand. I was tempted to get down on my knees myself and lick her, tongue fuck her, eat her up so she’d fall apart for me again. But I’d spill in my fucking pants. I was close.
“Your turn,” I said, a tad bit too harshly.
Her eyes sparkled like the stars, her breathing heavy. She had that sated look on her face, the mixture of bliss and wonder. Just like before. My insides hardened thinking about before.
She fucking left me.
Her hands roamed my chest, her touch light and gentle. I pulled my fingers slick with her juices and brought it up to her lips and smeared it over her bottom lip, then brought them to my lips. As I sucked my fingers clean, her eyes never wavered from me. Her tongue swept over her lower lip, the sight maddeningly erotic. And she wasn’t even trying.
I fucking hated how much I fucking needed her to keep my sanity.
“A promise is a promise,” she whispered.
She pushed my shirt off my shoulders and it landed soundlessly onto the floor.
“You’re not good at keeping promises,” I told her darkly, my mood souring remembering her last promise.
She promised to stay with me, to never leave me. And then she left me without a backward glance, without a single note. She left me to go mad looking for her.
Something flickered across her expression but she said nothing. Instead she lowered herself down onto her knees and fumbled with my belt. I couldn’t wait, so I took over, got rid of my belt and unbuckled my pants.
Then my hand wrapped around the back of her neck and I gripped it tightly. The anger in my chest burned, like acid and wildfire. A bad combination.
She pulled my briefs down my legs and her tongue swept across her lower lip. Maybe she wanted me as much as I wanted her too. For now, I’d tell myself that. Otherwise, I’d lose my fucking shit.
Her little hand wrapped around my cock and she leaned in, her tongue lapping at the crown of it.
“Fuck,” I groaned, my hips thrusting into her mouth. She couldn’t get away, my hand keeping her locked in place. I widened my stance and pushed further down her throat. “Look at me while I fuck your mouth,” I instructed, my control shaking hard.
Her gaze flicked to me, soft and full of lust.
“Fuck,” I muttered. I almost shot off my cum as I sank my cock deeper into her mouth.
God, she looked perfect on her knees, her mouth full of my cock. My breaths came out heavy as I watched her with a half-lidded gaze. She was perfection. Her cheeks flushed, her eyes shining as she gazed up at me as she sucked me deeper into her mouth.
Our rhythm in sync, I began to move faster. Harder. Deeper. Her throaty moans vibrated through my dick, sending shocks all the way up my spine.
Her hands grabbed at my hips, her fingers digging into my flesh. She was getting off on this as much as I was. Her head bobbed up and down with enthusiasm and my abs shook with the need to come down her throat. But I wasn’t ready. I wanted to prolong this heaven.
“You’re mine,” I growled, thrusting deeper into her throat. “Every inch of you.”
I thrust deeper and faster into her wet, hot mouth. The only sounds filling our room were my ragged breaths and her muffled moans. I didn’t take it easy on her, as if each rough thrust was a punishment for what she put me through. Her gurgles came from her throat but she didn’t stop me, didn’t push me away. In fact, she pulled me closer.
“You’re going to swallow every last drop,” I said, my voice hoarse. She blinked her eyes in agreement. “Because you’re mine.” I started thrusting into her, faster and deeper into her throat. “And I’m yours.”
Her grip on me tightened, while a moan vibrated deep in her throat. Fuck, she liked my claim. At least at this very moment she did.
I came harder than ever, my cum filling her mouth and dripping down her chin. My orgasm burned through me, wild and hot, though it didn’t compare to the feelings I had for her. They would be my downfall, I knew it. But I couldn’t stop them. She consumed me and breathed life into me. Without her, I was bitter and angry, a shell of a man. With her, I felt everything. Each breath, every smile, every look.
A pale pink flush stained her cheeks, her gaze on me and her mouth parted. She looked like a goddess on her knees. And the look in her eyes… I could convince myself that she feltsomethingfor me.
