Page 94 of The Viper

“I might not, but Eliza does.” She pulls back and smirks. There’s a devious glimmer in her eyes. “I want a gun.”

“No chance,” I say.

“Teach me to shoot. I can protect my sister and myself. If he comes anywhere near us, I’ll kill him.” She stares at me with all the seriousness in the world. She’s not joking.

“No, I’m not giving you a gun, nor am I teaching you to shoot anyone.”

Rosa clears her throat and clicks her tongue. She’s so cute when she’s frustrated. “How am I supposed to protect Eliza and myself if you won’t teach me? You know what?” She abruptly stands and takes a few steps away. I stare at her with a cocked brow and bemused look. “Don’t you dare laugh at me.” She lifts a finger and aggressively points it, making me snicker. “I hate it when you do that.” She continues ferociously pacing, as if she’s about to explode. “I want a gun, Dominic.”

I nestle back into my chair, and continue to stare at her. “Rosa,” I say stopping her from the rant I know I’m about to listen to.

“What?” she snaps.

“Shut the fuck up, get over here and get on your knees. You’ve made me hard.” I palm my cock as I watch Rosa’s entire demeanor change. Her brilliant blue eyes lock onto mine, a small deviant smile tugs at her lips while her breath quickens.

I fucking own her.

She straightens and lifts her chin. “I just went through something traumatic and you want me to suck your cock?” I lift my finger and beckon her over. Shamelessly, she drifts toward me. Her legs touching my knees. “What?” Rosa pretends to be tough, crossing her arms in front of her chest and tilting her head to the side. “What?”

I can’t help but smile as our eyes are glued to one another. “Uncross your arms.” She relaxes them by her side. “Such a good girl.” She gulps and turns to look away trying to deny what we have. More importantly, trying to deny what she desperately wants. “I want you to…”

“Yes, I know. You want me to suck your cock.” Rosa is trying to hold onto her irritation, but it’s being replaced by her hunger to do what I want her to do.

“I want to taste you.”

“Well...” she pauses. “Whatever.”

“One finger, inside you, now.” Her lips part and she worries her bottom lip between her teeth. “Lift your right hand, slide it into your pants, and place one finger inside you.”

Rosa’s eyes darken to a smoldering hunger. “Oh.”

“Now.” She moves her hand until it’s inside her pants, and she gasps when she follows my instructions. “You’re wet, aren’t you?” She gulps again but finally nods. “Stand up straight, Rosa.” She takes a step back, and lifts her chin. I too stand, and walk behind her, pressing my body against her back. “You’re a Sacco; my lioness, and you will always be protected. Own your power.”

“I’m not a Sacco,” she whispers.

“You will be soon.” I push her hair from her shoulder and skim my mouth down the column of her throat. I grab her right wrist and lift her hand out of her pants. “You’ll never leave again.” I take her glistening finger and lick off her moisture. Rosa moans and pushes her ass into my cock. I grip her ass cheeks and squeeze tight. “Has this been fucked before?” She shakes her head. “Good.” Knowing she’s been with others before me makes me want to find them and put a bullet between their eyes. “I’m going to give you a choice, my lioness. My cock in your mouth, or your ass?” She pushes her butt back into me silently giving me her answer. “I want your words.”

Rosa leans her head back on my shoulder and turns to look at me. She takes in a sharp breath, and smiles. “I want your cock in my ass.” There’s my beautiful woman.

I kiss her nose. “Such a good girl. You like pleasing me.”

“I like how you make me feel.”

“Tell me.”

She rubs my cock through my pants. “Like I belong to you,” she finally admits between short, shallow breaths.

“Because you do.” I pull away from her. “Strip.” Rosa tears her t-shirt over her head, and rips her pants and panties down. She stands completely naked in front of me. My eyes travel the length of her body. “I’ve missed you,” I admit.

Her cheeks begin to turn pink as a little smile tugs at her lips. “Me too,” she admits.

I shrug out of my suit jacket and begin to unknot my tie, before taking it off. “See this.” I fall to my knees and kiss her little rose tattoo. “My name will mark your beautiful skin soon.”

“You want me to tattoo your name on me?” I skim my nose across her pussy. God, she’s fucking heaven. Everyone will know she’s mine.

“Yes.” I kiss her lips then look up to her. “Lean on the desk.” She steps back and leans on it. I grab her right ankle and lift it to hook over my shoulder. I look up to her, and see how she’s watching me. Her eyes morph from greed to something else. Power. “My name will be on your skin.” I dart my tongue out to lick her glistening lips. Her clit is beautifully swollen, desperate for pleasure.

“As long as my name marks you too.”

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