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I smile up at him. He motions to push himself into my mouth and I tighten my lips. “Not yet,” I whisper.
I begin to fist him hard and fast, and he inhales sharply as he watches on. He pushes on the back of my head. He wants in.
I lick up his thick shaft, and his eyes roll back in his head. This is the best part about giving head: the anticipation.
Putting him through hell until I decide when he can have it.
“What do you want, baby?” I whisper.
“Suck me.”
I run my lips over his end, and he grabs the back of my head. I push back and resist.
“Ol-iv-i-a,” he purrs.
I take just his tip in my mouth, and I flick my tongue back and forth. His head tips back and he moans.
I smile around him. God, I love this. I love bringing him undone.
Never have I felt more powerful than when I am on my knees in front of Enrico Ferrara. The world stops. There is nothing else but his cock and my mouth.
I own him when I’m here and he knows it.
I take him deep into my mouth and I feel his legs nearly buckle beneath him. He instinctively pushes on the back of my head and I gag around him as his cock closes over my throat. I give him a subtle shake of my head.
“Too deep,” I moan.
His hands tighten in my hair as he struggles to regain control over himself. His chest rises and falls as he gasps for breath.
I continue to suck and lick to the sounds of his soft moans. He loves this.
This is his thing. Just five minutes ago he was ready to kill someone. I smile at the thought.
My mouth is Enrico Ferrara’s form of Xanax.
I suck harder and harder as I begin to fist him. He clenches and hisses, and then drags me to my feet before he throws me on the sofa. He flips me over so that I am on my knees, and he drags me to the edge of the se
at. He lifts my skirt, pulls my panties to the side, and in one motion, he slides in deep.
I moan out in appreciation.
With his hands griped firmly on my hips, he pulls out slowly to let me get used to him. No matter how aroused he is, he never forgets his size and the real possibility that he could hurt me.
His hand roams over my back, and he grabs a handful of my hair to pull me back onto him. My neck stretches back toward his vice-like grip.
My eyes roll. God, I love it when he dominates me like this. He pulls out slowly and pushes in again.
And then he slams home hard.
The air is pushed from my lunges, and I cry out. His hand drifts to my shoulders as he pushes them down. He wants my ass in the air.
Total domination.
With my face pushed down into the sofa, he begins to ride me hard.
Our skin slapping together echoes around the room, and my eyes dart to the front door. Good God. At least ten men stand just on the other side of it.
Can they hear us?
