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“Mmm.”
“Fucking take it.”
I tug her head back, allowing myself to pop from her greedy lips, and without needing to be told, she aims the top of my cock at her open mouth while she pumps me.
Fuck.
My balls draw up at the sight as my orgasm crashes through me, and my muscles coil tight with desperation. “Fuck.” I watch with parted lips as my cum spurts from the tip into her open mouth and splashes across her perfect, innocent face. “Fuck, yes.”
I drop back on the mattress, my chest heaving.
“Sky, come get on all fours, baby. Let’s fill that pussy too.”
FOUR
SKY
Bren slams into me again and again. Our skin slapping echoes through the room and makes my pussy clench. “Fuck, take my cock like a good girl.” He pants. “Beg for it.”Slam.
“Please, daddy.”
“Good”—slam—“fucking”—slam—“girl.” He slaps my ass hard, making my body tighten on arousal. Without warning, he shoves his thumb into my ass, and I scream out in pleasure.
“That’s it. Scream for daddy.”Slam.“Daddy’s little slut.”
“You want your ass fucked, little girl?”
I shake my head into the mattress, and he slaps my ass with a tsk.
“My pussy.” I pant. “I want you to come in my pussy.”
“Good girl.”
He slams into me again, so hard his fingers have to dig into my hips to keep me upright.
“Fuckkkk.” He comes with intensity. His cum hits my inner walls, and my legs quiver as I struggle not to collapse.
“Fuck. Good girl,” he soothes as his grip loosens and he slowly pulls out of me. His cum floods my thighs, and I stay in position to give Bren the opportunity he likes to rub his cum over my skin. “Good girl,” he says again with tenderness behind his voice. Only familiar to me and our boys. I swell with love at the sound.
“I’m going to run us a bath, then we’re going on a date.”
He goes into the bathroom, leaving me on the bed as I move to lie down. This is all part of our routine of Bren taking care of me.
Nobody would believe that the gruff, stone-face Mafia Don was such a sweetie behind closed doors.
He walks back into the room with his heavy cock swinging. Bending down, he scoops me up and carries me into the bathroom, placing a tender kiss on my forehead as he lowers us into the tub.
“Let me wash your hair, baby.” I sit between his legs as I tilt my head back while he places gentle kisses on my exposed tattooed neck, telling me how lucky he is, how beautiful I am, and how perfect we are together.
BREN
I glance over at the fucking waiter again. It’s the bellboy. Grinding my jaw, I boil with rage. Every time the fucker comes over to the table, his eyes swing toward Sky. He’s been over twice now, asking if I need a drink. It’s clear as fucking day I have one.
My girl is oblivious, of course. Just the way I fucking like it.
I’m conscious of my age in comparison to hers. It’s something I’ve always struggled with, and as I get older, I worry she’ll want someone younger looking. All the more reason to make sure some sly fucker doesn’t try something with my girl.
“Bren. You’re growling. Are you okay? Do you have a toothache or something?”
