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Zeno tugged off my skirt and lowered himself to his knees on the floor, pulling me so my ass dangled by the edge of the bed. With a feral quality sketched in the lines of his face, he used his teeth to tug down my panties. I panted when his thumbs spread open my pussy, already sticky with arousal, and dribbled spit over my throbbing clit.
“Ah, fuck.” He threw my legs over those brawny shoulders and kept heady eye contact when that devilish tongue flicked the length of my slit. “Change of plans.Je veux t’embrasser.” He sucked my clit into his mouth. “Içi.”
I want to kiss you. Here.
I groaned, my head falling back. “Yes, please.”
Zeno fell upon me like a hungry beast, his velvet tongue and smooth lips dancing over my pussy with the kind of zeal stemming from a forbidden tryst.
He ate me out like I was his last meal, savouring every bite and not leaving a single crumb behind. My back arched and I tunneled my fingers through his hair with an urge to be rantipole—to demand he fulfill my every need and fantasy.
The scream bubbling inside of me was muffled by him slapping a hand over my mouth. He groaned into me, licking and sucking my clit rhythmically. Taking me to the kind of heaven I’d only ever experienced with him.
“Zeno. Zeno. Zeno.”
He stopped working his magic and I whimpered.
A light ribbon—a mixture of spit and cum—threaded his lower lip and the top of my mound. His eyes were weighed with something covetous as he licked two of his fingers.
Mesmerized, I watched him thrust them into my pussy.
He pumped slowly, never breaching the barrier of my virginity. I was lost in pleasure, driven by nothing but my immense need to reach my high.
Zeno watched me attentively, learning every bit of my body’s reaction to him. “What’s my name?”
“Zeno,” I sobbed. “Please.”
He bit my inner thigh like he was taking a bite out of a juicy steak. “What’s my name, Darla?”
“Master Zeno!”
“Good girl.” Honeyed words spread over me like wildfire as he went back to tasting me like I was an aphrodisiac. I fisted his hair and fucked his mouth like the whore he teased me of being. “So fucking sweet, I should be paying for it.”
“Then maybe I should charge you.” I moaned choppily when he sucked my clit into his mouth like he was trying to suck the soul out of me. “Mon Dieu.”
“That’s right. Your god. Yourfuckingmaster.” He spanked my pussy. “I own this tight little cunt. It’s all mine.” He shoved his tongue into my opening and gave it a jounce. “How much do you want for a tongue-fucking, little angel?”
“I—”
“Money, jewelry, a longridein my private jet. You name it and it’s yours.”
He’d ridemeon all fours with his belt shoved into my mouth on the floor of his private jet if I just gave him the opportunity.
I loved this game we were playing. Soft whimpers sputtered out of me as he wreaked havoc on my pussy until the air I breathed was suffused in Zeno Gianni De la Croix’s blandishments. “Jewelry.”
“What’s your favourite diamond?” He fucked me with his tongue, the same way he’d done at Chaleur—unapologetically and dominantly.
He switched on the clit vibrator, moving it over my flesh until I screamed loud enough to alert everyone of our extracurricular activities. “Red!”
“How many carats?”
“Please. Please. Please.” I was there. Right there. On the edge and he held me there on purpose, refusing to let me peak as he alternated between his tongue and the vibrator. He was such a fucking tease. “I’m so close!”
He laughed darkly and the sound sank into my most intimate parts. I writhed against him, overwhelmed with sensations.
“Answer me.” He slapped my pussy again, then resumed his ministrations with the use of my toy. “Tell me what cut and how many carats, Darla.”
How could I when he was feasting on me like I was the best thing he’d ever tasted?
