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“Bella…Bella…,” I groan, feeling her hand fumbling with my zipper.
I take a sharp breath in, and knowing we don’t have much time, I decide to let my little prisoner have a taste.
Have a look.
She may as well get to know what she’s gonna be screaming about later on.
“You’re mine now, and this is going to teach you a lot,” I caution her, gritting my teeth to stop from climaxing as she instinctively grips all she can of me.
Her hands automatically pump my cock up and down.
“Fuck, it’s as big as your arm,” I groan, grunting as she draws milky-clear beads from my helm.
She presses the same wet fingers that were in her cunt up to her mouth.
“Good…,” I rasp. “Very. Fucking. Good,” I tell her, pleased with her compliance but relieved more than anything.
There’s no way I was imagining this attraction between us.
From here on, it should be smooth sailing.
Once I find a way to sidestep that pesky little issue.
The part where I’m the loyal son of a powerful and influential crime family, planning to escape the life with my new girl so we can start anew.
But I need a clear head. And I’ll only plant my seed inside her, not all over her like this.
My dick’s already twitching in her hands, her eyes wider than ever as her mouth makes a perfect ‘O’ shape, moving closer, and with only one thing on her mind, I can tell.
“No,” I tell her, gently pulling her head back by her hair.
“Not yet,” is all I can say.
It takes all my strength to do it, but I zip myself back up, and without another word, I leave the room, leaning hard against the door once I do.
The guard gives me an understandably queer look.
“Everything alright?” he asks after a moment. And I throw him a series of nods.
Hoping the dimly lit hallway disguises my throbbing arousal.
I’ve never fought so hard not to come, and it’s like my body just doesn’t get why it can’t be doing what it knows it was made for right now.
Filling her with my seed.
Filling her with a family of our own.
But I’ve got a few things to do before we can do that safely, and before any of it, I need to tote my share of duties like everyone else.
The last thing I need or want right now is anyone thinking that anything’s out of the ordinary.
“She’s sleeping now, thanks to a little something,” I lie, patting my top pocket, and the guard gives me the ‘I see’ look.
“I want you on the door only,” I add, pocketing the key from the door.
There’s no fucking way anyone else is going near my Jasmine from now on. Not even my father.
They can all go through me first.
