Page 18 of The Underboss

Maybe that’s why I still wanted to hunt down her bastard father, providing a lesson in how to treat women. Perhaps I still would. I’d need to take her somewhere after we were finished. As much as I’d like to keep her, that wasn’t possible.

There was more than a sense of need sweltering between us, but I refused to hurry, allowing the desire to explore every inch of her to take over my usual brutal actions. When had I given a shit about satisfying a woman? If it happened, which it usually did, then that was a plus for the girl and nothing more. That’s why I’d been called a selfish prick several times, another title I’d accepted with pride.

Everything about being with this girl was different, as if the entire world was twisted on its axis. It had to be the mystery involved. I peered into her eyes, realizing hers were already dilated, her shallow breathing indicating additional nerves. She was a bundle of them, goosebumps floating across her porcelain skin. That usually indicated lack of self-confidence or fear. Maybe she had a little of both.

I wondered whether she liked it soft or rough, although I was guessing by her seductive nature she preferred a dominating man. Plus, she’d been completely aroused by the spanking. Perhaps she enjoyed being tied up. Even if she didn’t, I would do what I wanted. That was the kind of man I was. Her soft sighs drew my attention and a series of prickling sensations coursed through me.

Or maybe she was more innocent than I’d originally realized. As I lowered my head, she sucked in her breath, her doe eyes opening even wider. I kept my gaze locked on her as I rolled my tongue around her clit. The subtle gesture as she pressed one hand over her mouth forced my balls to swell.

While the urge to have her come in my mouth was strong, I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold back from my selfish needs but for so long. I rolled the tip of my tongue around her already swelling bud several more times until she moaned.

The second I sucked on her tender bud, Chrissy jerked up from the island, her loud moan such sweet music. I pressed my palm against her stomach, providing an indication that she wasn’t going anywhere. Then I dragged my tongue all the way down her sweet pussy.

“Oh, my…”

I didn’t need any additional light to know she was turning red from embarrassment. I could feel steam rising from her skin, the air as dense as it was thick from need. There was something entirely different about taking my time for exploration, learning every nuance of her body. I adored the way she responded, every sound spinning inside my eardrums.

When I started licking her in earnest, she bucked hard, her legs flailing. I became a beast, savoring the sweet flavor of peaches and cream. After a few seconds, I realized I couldn’t get enough of this woman, my hunger growing out of control.

As I buried my face into her wetness, I wrapped my arms around her thighs, lifting her off the surface. When she pressed one hand against my head, fisting my hair then tugging every time I thrust my tongue inside, I was forced to try to tamp back the lurking creature.

She continued shifting her hips, acting as if she was desperate to get out of my hold. Then I realized she was fighting succumbing to the pleasure, allowing herself to let go. I slipped a single finger into her very tight channel, my cock at the point that I was in severe pain.

Her reaction was instant, her entire body tensing, and she did what she could to shove me away. This time, her whimper was full of dreaded anticipation.

“Breathe, baby girl,” I commanded. “I’m gonna make you feel so good.” I continued lapping her cream, taking my time as I pumped into her with gentle, even strokes.

Only when her breathing became easier did I allow myself to pick up the pace, adding a second and third finger, curling the tips as I thrust inside. As soon as I pulled her clit into my mouth, she let out another shriek. I knew she’d shifted into a place of rapture, allowing her body to enjoy the sensations.

“That’s it. Come on my tongue, baby.”

“Oh. Oh. Oh…” Even though she pressed her hand across her face, I was still able to capture her beautiful smile. Certainly, no woman had allowed me to see this kind of reaction before. I continued licking her furiously, realizing her entire body was still shaking. As a single orgasm swept into much more, I held her wide open, drinking my fill, trickles of her sweet nectar sliding down the back of my throat.

There was nothing like watching the intensity of her expression as it changed or the continued shame she was experiencing from enjoying herself. Only after her body stopped shaking did I rub my wet lips against one inner thigh then the other, ending by rubbing my fingers down the length of one leg.

Moaning, she rolled onto her side, trying to catch her breath, curling into a ball as if that would keep her protected from me.

“Are you ready for me, baby?” I asked, although the question was more rhetorical than anything. I was too far gone to hold back my desires. The beast had to be fed or he’d go mad and that wasn’t something anyone wanted to face.

Chrissy shifted, taking gulping breaths. When I pulled her off the island, easing her bare feet to the floor, she gasped. Every action became kitten-like as she pressed her palms against my chest, her long fingers kneading while she dug her nails into my skin.

I was jazzed up, so much so I could easily drive my cock into her tight little pussy right here in the middle of my stark kitchen. That would be typical of me, my lack of interest in romance or true intimacy what I was known for. However, as with everything else, I wanted this to be different, maybe a cleansing moment for my soul.

If I fucking had one.

Chuckling, I slipped my hand around the back of her neck, pulling her onto her toes. Then I slid my slickened fingers around her lips, finally pushing them into her heated mouth.

Her eyes opened wide as they’d done before, and she immediately snapped her long fingers around my wrist. I expected her to try to pull them free, but she did just the opposite, holding my arm in place as she took her time sucking on my thick digits.

Everything about her actions was sexy as hell, the little seductress not realizing how intense the fire was burning deep within. I took scattered breaths, unable to take my eyes off her as she took her time licking every drop of her cream from my fingers, acting as if she was savoring her favorite flavor of ice cream. She was more than just a temptress; she was a woman who could grab a handful of my essence, taking it with her.

When they were sufficiently slickened, she gave me an apprehensive look, searching for either praise or perhaps expecting admonishment.

“You have one hot mouth, little vixen.”

“Mmm…” she murmured over the thick invasion. I couldn’t help myself, flexing my fingers open and driving them into the back of her throat. A part of me wanted to force her down to her knees, taking my cock instead, but that would come later after I’d finished fucking her to exhaustion.

I wasn’t expecting her to shove her hands against me, completely breaking the connection. Her lilting laughter filtered into the air as she backed away, moving around the edge of the island and out of my reach.

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