Page 19 of Ruthless Villain

I’m naked now, standing before him—a stranger—in nothing but my little ballet pumps, which he crouches down and slips off next.

I barely get the chance to catch a breath before he presses a hand to the flat of my stomach and pushes me against the wall so he can lick over my pussy from the top of my mound to my aching slit.

Parting my legs further, he licks up and down my pussy then settles on sucking my clit.

“Oh… God,” I moan out loud, grabbing his shoulders.

A wicked smirk fills his face, igniting the menace I saw earlier. “I knew you were going to be my favorite meal.”

I barely register what he says before he returns to eating out my pussy. I couldn’t answer if my life depended on it because the pleasure is too much.

Seconds later I come on his face, my body bowing to the hot, insistent bursts of pleasure pulsing its way through every inch of me.

Wetness rushes out of me and he drinks, making a sound as if I’m truly the most exquisite wine he’s ever tasted.

My Aries doesn’t stop until he’s licked up all my juices then he stands, his eyes glued to me as he whips off his shirt, revealing the fantasy muscles I imagined earlier. Except what I imagined was nothing in comparison to what I’m seeing.

He has the hard body of an athlete. That has to be what he is.

Those muscles are too defined to belong to someone who simply works out at the gym. On top of those muscles are tattoos. There are two black inky dragons on either side of his abs and Japanese writing that seems to mean something.

I stop thinking when he undoes his belt and pushes his jeans down to free his cock.

I sink into the wall, my eyes wide at the sight of his long, thick, huge,hugecock.

I’ve never seen one so big—granted, I haven’t seen many. Even so, I’ve watched porn, so I have enough of a reference to say he’s the biggest I’ve ever seen.

He smiles at my reaction and flexes his hand around his length, moving up and down. “I’m guessing your ex didn’t look like this.” His voice is saturated with the cocky arrogance of a man who knows he looks like a god.

“No. He didn’t.”

He scans my mouth, then my face. “Was he your first?”

Slowly and regretfully, I nod. “Yes.”

My Aries catches my face with his free hand and bends down to brush his lips over mine for a brief kiss, then he lingers before me, still holding my face.

“Don’t worry, I plan to fuck you properly. By the time I finish with you, you won’t even remember that you were ever with that asshole.” While I become wet all over again from the promise in those words, a devilish grin darkens his face. “You hear me?”

“I hear you.”

“Good girl,” he husks with an air of dominance that speaks to the secret parts of me. “But I’m gonna need you to do something for me first.”

“What’s that?”

His smile widens with mischief. “I’d love to feel your mouth on my cock.”

My eyes drop to his cock as he runs his fingers over his length again. I instinctively lick my lips at the thought of having his cock in my mouth.

“On your knees, Venus.”

At his command I lower to my knees, sinking into the plush cream carpet.

Slipping his hand behind my head, he guides me to his cock. “Open for me.”

I open my mouth and lick the tip of his cock where pre-cum has seeped out.

He tastes the same way he smells—like power and brute strength.

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