Page 56 of A Capo’s Love: Featuring A Don’s Love

This had to be clit abuse, but the tension in my stomach told a different story.

“Do what I said so I can make this pussy nut,” he urged me.

I didn’t bother wiping the tears from my cheeks. A small whimper escaped my lips from the impending pressure of his two fingers tightening around my clit. With shaky hands, I pulled my arms out of the thin straps of my gown. My entire body shuttered before my back hit the soft mattress.

“Fuck,” Royal grunted. “Them titties so big and fuckin’ juicy; look at those hard ass nipples, baby. Suck one of them bitches for me.”

His voice was huskily deep. I cupped underneath my right tittie and eagerly darted my tongue across my hardened tip.

“Suck that shit like you’d suck this dick.” He slipped his middle finger into my contracting tunnel.

I moaned and sucked harder; he removed his fingers and lowered his head between my legs.

“Suck harder.” His thick tongue flickered over my clit.

He pulled back, spit on my pussy then slurped it nastily back into his mouth.

“Mmm hmmm, this pussy gon’ be a real good girl for me,” he grumbled, the base of his voice sent vibrations up my spine.

“Take it,” I panted.

Sweat started to gather in the creases of my neck.

“Take my pussy, Ro Ro.” I bucked my hips softly forward, wanting him to take full control over my entire body.

His thick tongue snaked its way inside of me, then traveled through the rest of my wet folds. Royal let out a feral growl as his tongue dived deeper. I threw my head back, rocking my hips harder while his nose rubbed against my clit. I appreciated him not letting up in the midst of me getting ready to cum.

He sucked and tongued my clit until it was super sensitive and thumping against his mouth. Royal was in full control, even with me practically humping his face off. He slid two fingers back inside of me while rimming my clit with the tip of his tongue.

“Ro… Ro, pleaseeee baby.” I simpered out.

“Please.” He slurped my clit back in his mouth then spat it out. “What?”

“I love it,” I whispered, biting my bottom lip.

I was sprung off his tongue, his thick lips, the feel of his callous hands grazing against my soft skin, and the way his skilled fingers worked in and out of me. I fisted my dreads as my stomach tightened.

“I-I’m cumming!” I damn near shouted in a panicked tone.

He lazily licked and sucked my pussy clean while his fingers still worked my G-spot until I came apart.

“That’s right, Breasturant, spit that hot shit out to me,” he praised.

I panted and shook while thinking about feeling him deep inside of me now. The heat of his breath fanned against my wet folds before he sat up and dug into the pocket of his sweats, producing a square golden wrapper.

“You came in this room with a plan,” I said weakly.

“I did, I told you…” He ripped the condom wrapper with his teeth. “I pay for pussy… your room and board is overdue.” He spit the wrapper out, and it landed right on top of my stomach.

I rolled my eyes as his studied me.

“Can I pay for that sweet musty pussy?” He smirked.

“Nigga, my pussy ain’t musty.” I laughed.

Royal had me fucked up. This was the second time he referred to my pussy as musty.

“Shidddd,” he drawled, settling back down between my thighs. “That shit ain’t giving me the subway smell, all pussy got a lil mustiness to it… yo shit sweet though, and since you was sitting up sweating and drinking… it had a lil tang to it.”