Page 33 of Beautiful Villain


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“Where did the scars come from?” My voice was dripping with husky need.

“My life isn’t pretty, Candy.”

“How can you stand it?”

“Because it’s all I know.”

“You can do something else.”

He thought about my statement then lowered his head, the look on his face so carnal I knew he was planning on devouring me for hours. “No. I can’t.”

My dirty little secret was becoming even more intoxicating. Sadly, what I knew about hiding things from people who cared is that one day they would be exposed. I shuddered from the thought even as I reached for him. As with almost every other action I’d taken, he seemed amused, swaggering toward me, the heat of his need written all over his face.

I felt that thrill between my legs, my pussy muscles clenching and releasing several times. I almost slipped my hand between my legs to find another moment of relief, but I had a feeling the man holding me as his possession wouldn’t allow my naughty action. The thought was wicked and powerful at the same time.

As I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock, my mouth watered, my throat tightening. He was pure male, every single inch of him a clear reminder. No longer were my touches tentative like the night before. My cravings were just as intense as his, the jolts of electricity we shared when around each other earth-shattering. I squeezed my hand as I pulled my fingers all the way up to his cockhead, sliding a single finger back and forth across his sensitive slit.

He wasn’t moving, but his eyes were ablaze as I pumped him up and down, twisting my hand, creating friction. I felt it in the palm of my hand, the dazzling sensations crawling through me. When I slipped my other hand between his legs, cupping his balls, he finally let off a series of groans that turned into husky growls. I took my time fondling his balls, rolling them between my fingers then squeezing as I lowered my head.

When I blew across his cockhead, he placed both hands on the sides of my head. I knew he wouldn’t allow me any amount of control for long. I took his tip inside my mouth, using my strong jaw muscles to suck as I swirled my tongue.

“God, moya krasota, your mouth is so hot. Keep sucking me. Take all of me.”

I tried to relax my throat, squeezing his balls to take some attention away as I struggled to get more of his shaft into my way too tiny mouth. I hadn’t realized how small it was until just now. I continued stroking the base as I sucked, laving my tongue in a lazy manner. His guttural sounds increased, becoming more animalistic. When he guided my head down by another two inches, I could swear there was no way I could fit all of him inside.

But I suddenly had no choice. He pushed my head all the way down until my bottom lip rested on his balls, the tip slammed against the back of my throat. While the shock stripped away my breath, forcing me to gag, within seconds, I was able to breathe easier.

“That’s it. Relax. Just relax.” His command was softer than normal but a command nonetheless. The wonderful blur of what I was doing, the image of my filthy act floating into my mind, only added to the crazy sense of losing all my inhibitions. He was now in full control, face-fucking me, but taking his time, ensuring I could handle his huge size.

His shaft throbbed inside my mouth, the trickle of pre-cum sweet and tangy, the combination the most powerful aphrodisiac. I had no idea how long the moment of pure sin lasted, but I could tell by the way his body was tensing that he could soon flood my mouth, filling my throat with his seed. As much as I wanted to taste him, licking his cock clean, I needed him to fill me.

Fuck me.

Allow me to learn what it felt like to scream out his name.

And as he’d done before, he read my mind, pulling out completely then within seconds, crawling me up further onto the bed.

“Now, I fuck you. Are you ready, printsessa? Are you prepared for utter ecstasy?”

“Yes.”

“Then beg me. Tell me what you want.”

I rolled my fingers down his chest, circling his belly button. There was no point in denying the way I felt even for a few seconds. “Fuck me. Please, sir. Just fuck me.”

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