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“Oh, yes, oh, God. Fuck.”
I squeeze my eyes shut, stars exploding in my vision. My toes curl and my body shudders and shakes. My pussy clenches and pulses, sending a fresh rush of wetness onto his tongue.
I’m left a panting, sweating mess. Every muscle in my body has turned to jelly, and my head is swirling.
Behind me, Valentino sits back on his haunches. He wipes his face with the back of his hand.
“That’s what I like to see, the Duchess coming unraveled. Not quite so regal anymore.”
Chapter 16
Mackenzie
His words hold that tone again. The one I think is almost sneering at me, but when I look back at him, unsure, he smiles at me as if I’m the most precious thing in the world. He’s still hard, and I don’t want to leave him aching. I move until I’m once more sitting on the edge of the bed. Tino rises to stand in front of me.
Grabbing his hips, I pull him close. I take hold of the base of his cock with one hand and slide my lips over the head, tasting his pre-cum.
He’s big, so I need to control things this time around. He lets me, looking down at me when I glance up, and sifting my hair through his fingers.
“I’ll be gentle this time, Duchess, but you’re going to learn to take me deep.”
His words send a thrill down my spine. There’s going to be a next time.
I double my efforts, and I can tell he’s getting close as his hips start to move and he pushes deeper, making me gag a little again.
“Breathe through your nose,” he commands, and I do as he says.
It makes it easier.
He’s thrusting into me hard now, his piercings rough against my lips and tongue. With a groan, he spills hot and long down my throat.
I swallow as much as I can, but some of it ends up on my chin as he pulls out.
He smiles at me and brushes my lower lip and jaw with his thumb before pushing it into my mouth. I taste the salt of his cum and realize he’s cleaning it from me and feeding it to me.
My cheeks heat at the depravity of it and only get hotter when he laughs. “That’s it. Take it all and clean my thumb like a good girl.”
He glances to the side, and I follow his gaze but don’t see anything.
When he seems satisfied with my face and its general state of cleanliness, he hands me my clothing back as he dresses himself.
A horrible awkwardness washes over me. What now?
Does he want me gone? Do I stay? Are we going to hang out?
When I’m dressed, he leans down and tangles his fist in my hair as he bends and gives me a hard, deep kiss.
“That was amazing, Duchess. Next time, I’m going to have you sit on my face while you suck my cock.”
“That sounds nice.”
That. Sounds. Nice?
What the fuck? I want to curl up and die in the corner. He laughs, and it holds an element of surprise.
“Nice? I would hope so.” He watches me, and something flashes across his face.
I’d almost say it might be regret, but for what? I hope he’s not regretting what we just did, but everything he’s doing and saying tells me he enjoyed it.
