Chapter 22
Chapter
Twenty-Two
Vince
I flip on the lamp and turn to face Luna. The little con artist’s eyes are full of lust and lies, and my dick is so hard I could blow my load right now.
I roll on top of her, pinning her arms over her head with one hand as I reach under the pillow, finding the knife. “Gonna seduce me, and then slit my throat? Hum, Luna?” I bring the blade to her neck, her eyes wide as she gulps. “The only person in this world to have ever given two shits about you.” I watched the brazen little thing on the security feed as she stole my money. I was curious to see what she’d do next.
But this little murder plot? Wasn’t on my bingo card.
“What bullshit! You don’t care about me; it’s about the money,” Luna hisses.
“It’s always about the money,” I agree. “Don’t let anyone tell you different.”
“I hate you!”
“I’m well aware. And that’s what makes you trying to pull the oldest, most unoriginal hustles of all time that much more ridiculous. Following in your old man’s footsteps by using your pussy as a bargaining chip. You’re no better than him, and not much of a step up from a cheap hooker,” I chide.
“Why is your dick hard, then?” Luna grits through angry tears.
“Because for some reason—God only knows—your bratty little ass makes my dick hard!” I grind my throbbing erection against her panty-clad pussy. Christ, I can feel her desire seeping through her patines.
I press the blade closer to Luna’s delicate throat, her body trembling. “Go ahead and kill me,” she says with false bravado. “You’ve already ruined the only thing in the world I cared about. My only love, and you had to taint it. You’ve turned me into a liar and a cheat, and I’ll never forgive you,” she says the last part with venom.
I laugh mirthlessly. “The higher the horse, the harder the fall, Luna. Who says you wouldn’t have resorted to lying and cheating to make it to the top?”
Fire in her eyes, she declares, “Me. That’s who.”
“What if I would’ve left you on your own after your old man’s death? Where the fuck do you think you’d be? I know the answer. Evicted from that shithole apartment when you couldn’t make rent. Having to drop out of school in order to survive. On the streets, prey to any pimp who laid eyes on your gorgeous face. Homeless, sleeping in the park where chess matches are held during daylight hours; a sad reminder of what could’ve been. Guaran-fucking-tee you would’ve lied and cheated to claw your way out of that hell.”
“You want a medal for murdering my old man?” she shouts angrily, hot tears falling down her cheeks.
I dart my tongue out, catching one; wanting to taste her fire. “No. Repayment of his debt will suffice.”
“I wish you would’ve put a bullet in my head that night,” she says with a shaky voice .
“More lies. You had the fire back then, and you’ve still got it. Stay focused on your goal of paying back the family so you get your precious freedom. But until that day comes, you’ll do as Daddy says.”
Her eyes go wide. “I was fucking with you?—”
“And I liked it.” God help me, I did fucking like it. “You wanted to seduce me, piccola ? You wanted my dick hard for you? Mission accomplished, and now, you’re going to deal with the consequences.”
Luna
Vince shifts the knife, a predatory look on his face as he runs the tip of the blade gently down my throat, causing my skin to prickle. I can’t tell if he’s drawing blood, but my body’s so keyed up, I’m not sure I’d feel if the man were decapitating me.
How things spiraled so quickly, I don’t know. The ache between my legs is unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. Fear and desire and hate, all mingled together in the most seductive of threesomes.
Vince grabs my nightshirt with one hand and holds it away from my skin as he uses the knife, running the blade from collar to hem—cutting it clean in two.
I gasp as the fabric falls to either side of me, and I force myself not to squirm as he takes in my body, his gaze lingering on my breasts. “You’re perfection,” he rasps, cupping my left breast in his hand. “How beautiful these tits will bounce when I’m fucking you.” He makes my breast jiggle with his hand before rolling my nipple between his fingers.
“I’ve never,” I start, flustered. “I mean, I’ve messed around with a boy, but we didn’t, you know.”
“I do know,” he says angrily, leaning over to capture my aching nipple in his mouth. I grab onto his head, moaning as he sucks. Releasing my nipple with a little pop , he moves over to my other breast, showering it with kisses and flicks of his tongue. “Senator’s son or not, I should have put a bullet in that little punk’s head.”
I shudder beneath his hard body, and Vince smiles, taking the knife tip and running it down my stomach, my entire body breaking out in goosebumps. He moves the fabric of my panties away from my skin, cutting on the left, and then the right, and I’m laid bare.
“Open,” he growls, and I unclinch my legs. “Do you always shave this pussy?” he asks, tracing my smooth lips with his fingers.
“No, I thought you might like it this way,” I admit, my body trembling at his touch.
“Grow it back out; I want to see it natural,” he murmurs.
“Okay,” I whisper, my cheeks heating for some damn reason.
Vince raises an eyebrow. “Okay, what?”
“Okay, Daddy,” I find myself saying, and he hums his approval.
He flips the knife in his hand, running the handle back and forth between my pussy lips. “Oh!” I cry, gripping the sheets.
“I shouldn’t let you come; I should punish you for being such a bad girl, Luna.” He growls, continuing to rub the cold handle back and forth over my clit. “Fuck, you’re so wet the handle keeps sliding around, I’m going to cut myself.”
“Oh, God,” I moan. “Please.”
“Please what, Luna? ”
“Let me come,” I pant.
“That’s what I want to hear,” he murmurs. “Beg for it.”
“Please, Daddy, let me come.” I pant. “I’ll be a good girl.”
Vince growls, flinging the knife across the room; it lodges in the wall with a reverberating thunk , and he holds my lips open with his fingers like a V, staring at my pussy like it’s a fucking gourmet meal. “Such a pretty pussy,” he murmurs, moving his head closer.
“Wait, I don’t think I’m into?—”
He silences me by diving his head between my legs.
Oral.
“Oh my God!” I cry, holding onto his head as he swipes my clit with the flat of his tongue, over and over; alternating between soft and hard. Slow and fast.
He surprises me by sucking my throbbing clit into his mouth. “Shit!” I grit my teeth as he sucks hard.
Releasing my clit, he devours me with his tongue, like he can’t get enough. I’m a panting, sweaty mess as he adds a finger, and I nearly jerk off the bed.
“Fuck, you’re so tight.” He growls against my clit, moving his finger back and forth, stretching me. “Be a good girl and come for Daddy. I’m ready to be inside you.”
He goes back to eating my pussy, and I run my nails through his soft hair, moaning with pleasure as my thighs fall open wider. His tongue moves directly to my clit, the onslaught causing me to fly off the bed if not for him pinning me down by my hips. “Oh, right there,” I moan, running a hand over my face.
It’s too much.
It’s not enough.
It’s heaven and hell, all wrapped up into one.
My body feels out of my control as I writhe and twitch, moaning incoherent nonsense. Wave after wave of pleasure courses through my entire body, and my toes curl as I scream, “ Oh my God, Vince!” My back arches. My body shakes. My vision sparks as I come.
Vince hums his approval as he laps my pussy, my body feeling like a live-wire as the biggest smile spreads over my face. I understand now what all the hype’s about.
He presses a soft kiss to my clit before crawling up my body. Holding himself over me with his hands caging my face, he asks in a low timbre, “Have you ever tasted yourself?”
I crinkle my nose. “No.”
Bracing himself with one hand, he runs his fingers over his glistening lips, holding them to my mouth. “Open.”
I hesitate.
“Be a good girl and open,” he orders, and I find myself obeying.
He feeds me his fingers coated in my pussy juice. “Suck,” he commands, and again, I find myself complying. “See how nice that is? Musky. A little salty. A little sweet.” He begins to thrust his fingers back and forth inside my mouth, and I make a gagging sound when he hits the back of my throat. “ Piccola , have you ever had a dick between these lips?”
I nod my head, and his nostrils flare as he pulls out his fingers. “Daddy should’ve tightened your leash.”
“I’m still not a fucking dog, and you’re only ‘Daddy’ right now between these sheets,” I warn him.
“That’s right.” Vince grabs my throat and squeezes gently, my pulse jackhammering out of control. “I am Daddy between these sheets, and you’re going to lay back and take my dick like a good fucking girl.”
I moan, my pussy clenches violently at his words, but my eyes go wide at the sight of him pulling down his boxers, revealing his massive dick. “Oh shit! You can’t fit that thing inside me.”
Vince flashes a grin as he pulls them all the way off, tossing them on the floor. “Watch me.” He settles back over me, holding the base of his dick with his hand, nudging me gently with it. “Luna, I need you to relax. It might sting a little at first, but I promise to make you feel good.”
“Do we need a condom? You’ve been with other women,” I point out the obvious.
He shakes his head. “I always wrap up.”
“Why?” I ask, curious.
“We really gonna talk about me fucking other women right now?” He grits, knocking at my entrance with the head of his dick.
“I want to know,” I say, his evasive answer making me that much more curious.
Vince sighs in frustration. “I don’t want kids, so I’m careful. With you, I know you’re on the pill, and it’s for purely selfish reasons, but I don’t want a damn thing between my dick and your tight virgin cunt. I want to mold this pussy to the shape of my dick. Feel you stretch. Know that my dick is the first inside you.” His dick twitches as he nudges me again. “How’s that for why?”
Not knowing what to say, I nod, relaxing my tense muscles as I spread my legs for him. “That’s my good girl,” Vince coos, and I secretly eat up his praise with a spoon. He strokes his hard dick, a few drops of jizz leaking from the head, and my pussy flutters wildly at the sight. He nudges my entrance, this time easing the tip inside. “I’ll go slow,” he says, and I don’t know if he’s assuring me or reminding himself.
I whimper as Vince moves his hips forward and pauses, giving me time to adjust. A strained look takes over his handsome face as he holds back, entering me slowing, inch by inch. “Oh, Luna. Feel that? Right there is where I’m going to stretch you open,” he says with a look of awe. “Deep breath for me,” he instructs, and I take a deep breath as he slides all the way home, his pelvis flush with mine .
I snap my eyes shut with a hiss; it’s a stinging pain, just as Vince warned.
“Eyes on me. Good girl,” he says when I snap my eyes open, finding his real eye full of tenderness.
To my utter mortification, tears spring from my eyes.
“It’s alright. Let it all out, piccola. I’ve got you.” He kisses my tears as he begins to gently thrust, his pelvis hitting my clit on each forward move.
I moan, my body as confused as I am about my emotions. The pain has subsided, but now it feels like an overwhelming sense of fullness.
“Stop thinking, Luna, and let me take care of you. I know what to do. Your body knows what to do. Relax.” He leans down to kiss me, but I turn my head, refusing to give him all my intimacy.
Vince growls, gently biting my earlobe as he fucks me with long and slow thrusts.
“Oh,” I moan, my toes curling as pleasure builds yet again deep inside my pelvis, spreading through my entire body.
“That’s it.” He hums with approval. “Reach down and play with your clit. I want to make sure you know how good it feels to come with my dick inside you.”
I snake my hand down between our sweaty bodies, rubbing my swollen clit back and forth with a moan.
“Fuck, this feels too good.” He beings speaking in Italian, the beautiful-sounding words comforting as he fucks me with long, slow thrusts.
Tears sting my eyes as pleasure barrels through me about as subtle as a freight train. No longer able to focus on playing with my clit, I dig my nails into his muscular back as my entire body convulses.
“Just like that. Let go, and come all over my dick,” Vince commands.
Digging in so hard I’m sure to have drawn blood, I scream, “Oh, God!” My pussy contracts wildly as I snap my eyes closed, realizing that feral sound is coming from me. “Vince, I’m—” Coming.
Purple sparks flash as my body trembles wildly, and then everything goes dark.
I open my eyes in time to watch Vince thrust faster and faster, the look on his face so lustful I might come a third time.
“Christ, Luna!” Vince shouts, warm cum spurting inside me.
He keeps moving his hips until I can feel his dick softening, and he pulls out, collapsing beside me. “Mmm,” he murmurs, wrapping his arms around me.
I sigh, breathing in his masculine scent mixed with the delicious smell of our sex. This feels so safe.
Catching that insane thought, I scramble out of bed, the movement causing me to wince in pain.
“Where do you think you’re going?” Vince jumps out of bed, but I hold up my hand.
“You though we’d cuddle, and what, I’d be dumb enough to catch feelings after my first fuck? Sleep with one eye open, Vince.” I make a throat-cutting motion as I spin on my heel and march my naked ass out of the room, ignoring his cum running down my thigh.
“Not a problem, seeing as I’ve only got one eye,” he calls after me.