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I smirk at him and shrug.
“Fucking tell me.” He rolls his tongue along my inner thigh, just inches from my pussy.
“I don’t know anything about your piece-of-shit brother,” I hiss, pulling at his strands the same way he did with mine. “Why don’t you visit him in hell and find out for yourself if you’re so concerned?”
How dare he!
Months have passed without a word from him—until now, because he wants information. And he thought I’d easily fall into his trap by using a little tongue work.
“Now that we’ve established I’m not telling you shit, either leave or finish what you started,” I snarl.
“Look at my princess,” he says in a pleased tone. “It seems the more I shove my cock into your pretty little mouth, the filthier I make it.”
“Your cock will never be in my mouth again unless I’m biting it off. I’ll mail it to your father so he can bury it next to your brother’s worthless body.”
When he releases me, I lose a breath and catch myself before collapsing on my knees. I glance up at him, and a sinister smile forms on his perfect face.
He scrubs a hand over his jaw. “Since it seems you’re not telling me anything of value and forgetting your fucking manners, I’ll fix that problem.”
I snort as he starts unbuttoning his pants. “Your warnings don’t scare me.”
“They should.” He lowers his pants, snatches the back of my head, and drags my face to his erection. His cock is hard and throbbing.
He holds me in place, using his free hand to grip the base of his dick, and presses it against my closed lips. “Open, Giana.”
I glare up at him.
He sighs. “If you don’t open your mouth right fucking now, I will never play with your sweet pussy again.” His voice turns taunting. “Now, my sweet princess, you don’t want that, do you?”
I hate his manipulation tactics, but, damn him, does it work.
The moment I lower my mouthjust a little, he juts his cock forward, opening it further. He holds me in place as he starts fucking my mouth. His dick grows fuller and fuller with cumwith each thrust. Spit slips down my throat, and my jaw turns sore. I get more turned on by the second.
And since my villain knows me so well, he loosens his hold on my head and says, “Lower your hand and play with your clit,” in a heavy breath.
I drop my hand between my legs and circle my clit with the pad of my finger. His hand moves from my head to my throat when I moan loudly.
“Keep quiet as you slurp on my cock,” he demands.
My body quivers, and I grow lightheaded as I try to focus on playing with myself while sucking him off.
Reaching down, he grabs the dress I was trying on earlier, spits on it, and pushes it into my hand between my legs. “Ride that, princess. Press your pussy against it and pretend it’s my fat cock.”
The silk is soft against my pussy as I rub against it.
Antonio is dirtying me up again.
Making me his filthy girl.
“That’s it,” he groans, watching me grind it up and down my folds.
His body shudders moments later, and he doesn’t give me a warning before letting his cum spill into my throat. When he’s finished, he releases my head, snatches the dress, and collects the few drops of cum on the tip of his dick along his finger before spreading them along the dress.
“Fuck that with my cum on it,” he orders. “Spread my cum all over your addictive pussy.”
That’s exactly what I do.
I get lost in the moment, and he kneels in front of me, watching me in awe. My knees are sore against the rough carpet, but I don’t care.
