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“I’m gonna blow so fucking hard. I’m going to fill this sweet pussy with my cum.”
“Vice,” I groan.
“You can’t come until I do, Nova.”
“Vice, please.”
“Don’t you dare. Good girls get to come,bambola. Bad girls get punished. Or maybe that’s what you want, huh?”
“I just want to come, please.”
“Soon, Nova. I’m not done fucking you yet.”
Shit, I can’t hold back. “Vice,” I gasp, warning him.
“If you come before I do, I’ll make you come in front of my crew over and over until you learn never to come without permission again.”
“Fuck!” If his words were supposed to be a deterrent, they had the opposite effect. I come with a scream, my pussy clamping down around his cock so tight I’m worried for a second I’ll hurt him as I milk him dry.
Then I remember who I’m dealing with. I kind of wish I’d snapped it off, because something tells me that his dirty words and threats weren’t just talk. One look at the satisfaction on his face, and I know I’m fucked, literally and figuratively.
Before he can say anything that makes me want to throat-punch him, his phone rings.
“Oh crap, you still have my phone.”
He pulls out of me, making me wince, and grabs his phone, answering it. “Yeah.”
I start to get up, but he reaches between my legs and circles my clit with his fingers before dipping them inside me, pushing his cum deep with a look of such fascination on his face it makes my stomach clench.
“Alright, thanks.” He hangs up, giving my pussy one last look before his eyes move to mine.
“Get showered and dressed. I’ll get your cell phone and make sure it’s charged.”
“What’s wrong?”
“Shower and clothes first.”
I want to argue, but whatever he needs to tell me will probably feel ten times worse while I’m naked and vulnerable. I nod and climb from the bed, feeling Vice’s cum running down my leg. I hurry to take a quick shower, careful of the stitches in my thigh.Once I’ve dried off, I get dressed in a pair of loose black pants and a soft pink tank top with a built-in bra. I don’t bother with shoes. I’m not sure if we’re going out or not. I run a little product into my hair and scrunch it, giving myself a beachy wave before heading down to find Vice.
I see Miles first. He’s talking to Conner as I enter the kitchen.
“Have either of you seen Vice?”
“He’s in his office, but he’s not alone.”
“Okay, I can wait. Do you know if he plugged my cell phone in?”
Miles points toward the counter on the other side of the room. I spot my phone and walk over to it. Picking it up, I scroll through it as it charges, finding dozens of missed calls and messages. Deciding to start with the latest one, I hit the button for voicemail and hold it to my ear.
“Nova, where are you? Are you okay? Fuck! Call me when you get this,” Alessio snaps before hanging up.
I dial his number, knowing he wouldn’t call if it wasn’t important.
“Jesus, Nova, I’ve been trying to get hold of you.”
“I’m sorry I didn’t have my cell phone on me. What’s wrong?”
“You haven’t heard?”
