Page 65 of Velvet Cruelty

I adjust myself through my suit pants.

“No,” January whispers. “I won’t.”

“It’s not up to you, Tesorina. That’s what Orchard does. Pretty soon you’ll crawl over broken glass to taste my cock.”

I laugh as she presses her face into her hands. “Don’t worry, bella. It doesn’t have to be Domenico. You can come here to me. No broken glass involved.”

Doc shoots me a nasty look. “Fuck off, Morelli.”

January’s hands fall from her face and she lightly brushes her palms over her nipples. “Mr. Morelli?”

“Yes, bella?”

Color floods her cheeks and she squeezes her tits through her bra. “I… I feel strange.”

“Come sit on my lap and talk to me about it.”

“Fucks’ sake…” Doc snarls. “Stop talking to her.”

I raise my glass to the others. “Nice dealing with you, gentlemen. I’ll expect the money on the dining table at breakfast.”

“Bet’s not over,” Bobby says.

“Bet?” January looks from me to him. “What bet?”

I smile. “Thirty grand to whoever fucks you first. Now, come here and make it me.”

January’s gaze is on Bobby. “You’re not…?”

“You don’t think I would?” Bobby asks in a hard voice. “Or you’re hoping?”

Her face falls, the truth sinking in. Even her math tutor isn’t her savior anymore.

Doc cackles. “It’s fun when Basher stops pretending that he’s nice.”

Bobby ignores him and refills his scotch. He’s been drinking steadily since dinner and from the way he’s looking at her, still absently massaging her tits, he’s going to fuck her nine times before he’s had his fill.

“You’re all here…” January’s voice is a husky moan. “You can’t all be here.”

Doc smirks. “How else will we know who you want to fuck first?”

“But if you’re all here…?”

“It’s a good thing,” I tell her. “Once I’ve deflowered you, you’ll still be hungry. Then my brothers will step in and help.”

January realizes she’s touching herself and pins her hands to her sides. “Please don’t make me do that.”

“I won’t make you do anything, bella. You’ll be insatiable. Four men might not be enough.”

“No….” Her voice is a breathy moan. She sounds like she already has a tongue between her legs.

My cock is hard as a spike. How much longer will it be before I can take her?

Doc puts his drink on the carpet. “Do your nipples hurt, Tesorina? Do you want me to suck them again?”

Longing pierces January’s face like the sun through a cloud.

Doc smiles, the hard, intense smile that broke a hundred schoolgirl hearts. “Come here, baby. I’ll make it all better.”

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