Chapter 14
Lucca
Everywhere I go, I can taste and smell Coco’s unique scent.
I didn’t wash my face after eating her pussy for an hour before she showered to clean up for tonight.
Licking my lips, my dick stiffens thinking of how she cried while exploding on my tongue.
There is no more beautiful sight than a woman sobbing from intense pleasure.
Staring down at the thug who thought he could rob me—with his blood-stained shirt and ripped and torn flesh on his face, hands, and throat—satisfaction ripples between my shoulders.
“Care to tell me who you’re working for yet?
” He shakes his head no again. “You like pain, huh.” He eyes me up warily as I grab a chair and plop it down in front of him.
“You stole fifteen hundred dollars from my dealer plus the pound of cannabis he had on him.” Gripping the handle of the knife Preston hands me, the blade gleams in the bright lights of our downtown office.
The entire floor is soundproof; nobody will hear a peep out of him.
“I’m thinking fifteen hundred nicks and slices should be a suitable punishment. What do you think, Preston?”
He grunts before replying, “I’m thinking that’s too nice, and you don’t have time. Coco is waiting for you.”
Ah, yes, the reminder of my sugary sweet love is just the thing I need to hurry this along.
“Too true, friend. So, what do you suggest?” I’m handed a pair of cutters and pliers.
“He has twenty fingers and toes. Take fifteen.” The man in front of me whimpers and attempts to back away. “Or teeth, since he doesn’t wish to talk.”
“Now, that has some appeal. Got a retractor?”
“Please don’t,” the guy whimpers, tears streaking down his cheeks.
“Tell me who you’re working for.” My counteroffer gets ignored, so Preston hands over what I need. “Secure his head.”
With one hand on his jaw and the other on his forehead, Preston holds him to his burly chest for me to get the retractor in place. Once he’s fastened, I bring the pliers to his mouth, latching onto an incisor and pulling.
Blood spurts out in a quick spray as he wails and drools. “You can end this,” Preston taunts in his ear. “Just tell us who you work for.” Fear blazes bright in the man’s eyes along with defiance, and it’s clear he’s not about to confess anything.
“Just remember, you did this to yourself.”
Gripping onto another tooth, I yank and drop it to the ground. Blood and drool mix and leak from his mouth, covering Preston’s hand, lap, and the floor with each tooth I randomly extract. By the time I finish, I toss Preston a cloth to wipe his hands.
“He’s tough,” my friend observes. “He could have been a good asset to your team.”
“Could have.”
My phone beeps with an incoming text message. Noting the time, I still have an hour left before having to clean up, then head home to pick up my woman.
“Going to get that?” Preston nods towards the table where the device lies untouched by the carnage that’s occurred here today.
“Yeah.” Distracted, I unlock the screen and damn near come in my pants as, first, a picture of Coco’s nude leg, highlighted in a heel, is revealed, followed by a video that teases me in what she’s wearing and what’s beneath her dress.
“Fuck,” I grunt and reach down to squeeze my dick until I’m blinded by pain.
The load in my balls is for her pussy only.
I’m getting deep and tight in her cunt tonight before she can have another period.
In fact, checking the date, I realize she’s started ovulating today.
“Preston, call the hotel, have a bottle of their best champagne and fresh berries and crème fra?che ready for us.”
“Anything else?” he questions.
Our prisoner continues his whimpering.
“Nope. I want her fed and energized for our evening. My future wife is ovulating, and I aim to have my seed make a home in her womb.” Both men stare at me in shock.
I dial Coco, and she picks up after the first ring, sounding expectant. “Mia amore, are you looking to get a spanking?”
She sucks in a sharp breath. “Would this be the way to do that?”
Her increasing confidence over the last few weeks is a beautiful thing. Before, she was afraid to ask for what she desired; now she’ll beg me openly.
“Only if I get to tie you up and eat that pussy until you’re begging for me to slap it into submission.”
My prisoner groans, snagging my attention. I lift a foot and kick him in the face, hearing the crunch of bone as his nose breaks, and he falls backwards, knocked out cold.
“Is everything okay, Lucca?” Shit. I hadn’t meant for her to hear that.
“Fine. Just wrapping up my meeting so I can be on my way to you.” I fucking hate lying to her, but she doesn’t need to know about this dark side of me.
“Are you sure? Do we need to do this another night?”
My patience snaps. “Woman, if we wait another night, I will burn this fucking city to ash. Your virgin cunt is mine tonight. Nothing will stop me from impregnating you now that I know you’re ovulating.”
I toss the tools to Preston, signaling that I’m out and for him to get that fucking name for me.
“I don’t want to keep you from work.” She sighs, and I know what she’s doing.
“You’re not.” Heading to my office with the full bathroom, I strip off my clothes and tell her, “I’ll be home in thirty minutes.
Make sure that pussy is coated in my vanilla sugar because, baby, I’m eating that scent out of you tonight.
” Her girlish giggle sets my heart on fire, and there’s nothing I won’t do for this woman.
Hanging up with her, I get washed up, ensuring not a speck of blood remains.
I stroke my dick with that sugar cookie scrub my woman is so fond of, wanting her to taste that flavor on me and see how wild it makes her.
Once I’m dressed in a fresh suit, I grab the slim box with the tennis bracelet and ring I purchased for her today and head out.
Preston stops me before reaching the elevator, and I almost drop-kick his ass, too. “What?” The clipped word relays my frustration.
“What do you want me to do with him once I’m done?”
Good fucking question.
“Dump him near the docks. Let him stand as an example… Don’t fuck with the Marcellos.”
Preston nods and returns to extracting answers. Most days, I’d have stayed behind if only to enjoy the bloodshed, but Coco is more important, and she’s waiting for me in a beautiful gown that won’t last the night; I’m sure of it.
The roads are slick with a fresh coat of sleet that has now turned into puffy flakes sticking to the ground. With some luck, they won’t ruin our night. I’ve rented a private horse and carriage for us to travel around in because Coco once let it slip how romantic she thought it’d be.
We’ll drive into the downtown core, where we’ll be greeted outside the park by our driver and horses. Hopefully, we’re able to find a few private moments where I can drive her wild with my uncontrollable craving for her.
I wouldn’t say no to her wrapping her lips around my cock in appreciation, either.
But only if she wants to. The woman has been eager to get the beast in her mouth more and suck on me in the same ways that I’ve been doing to her.
Never in all my years have I met a woman who has been so desperate for my cock.
Coco has blossomed into this sexual siren that often leaves me in awe of her gumption. She wants what she wants when she wants it, and there’s not a lot that has been able to stop her.
I haven’t yet tested out spanking her ass until she comes.
That’s a fun game for tonight that I’m eager to play out.
The woman is a bomb waiting to detonate, and I love that she comes so easily, so beautifully, for me too.
There’s nothing more magnificent than how she openly accepts the pleasure that rides her body into oblivion.