Page 20 of Soldier of Death


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“I liked it.” Her voice is soft, but clear.

“I’m going to make you come again.” My hands are firm, possessive as I turn her toward the mirror. “You’re going to watch. Watch yourself come.”

Standing behind her, I reach around, one hand pinching and rubbing her nipple.

“Oh.” She gasps, and her eyes close.

“Open your eyes,cara mia.” I want to see them fill with desire, passion as I touch her.

She opens her eyes.

“Don’t close them again.” My voice is harsh, demanding. I slide my other hand over her belly. I remember how I’d fucked her bare at the club, and I yearn to do it again, except the last thing I need is to get her pregnant. Then again, doing so would be the ultimate humiliation for Fiori and the Abates.

I find her clit. It’s hard too, and her pussy is wet. My little innocent captive is turned on. “Did you think of me over the last few months?”

“Yes,” she gasps as I flick my finger over her clit.

“Did you touch yourself when you did?”

She shakes her head.

“Why not?” I’m a little disappointed. After all, I’d had to jerk off several times to her.

She shrugs.

“Someday, I’ll teach you.” I slip a finger inside her.

She moans, and her head drops back against my chest. She’s trying to keep her eyes open, but I can tell it’s hard for her.

“Go ahead and close your eyes. Just feel. Let the pleasure take you.”

Her lids drop, and her head arches back, exposing her neck. I feel like a fucking vampire the way I want to suck on it.

“Oh!” She calls out, her body tensing and then shuddering.

“That’s right. Feels good, doesn’t it? And only I make you feel that, don’t I?”

She’s breathing hard through the orgasm.

“Don’t I?” I demand again.

She nods.

I turn her around and make her look at me. “Say the words!”

She flinches. “Only you make me feel that.”

“Good. Now get on your knees.”

She does as I ask. I undo my pants, pushing them and my underwear down. My aching dick springs free.

I rub my tip along her lips. “This time, you’ll drink it.”

She looks up at me, and I see uncertainty, and maybe fear. Or perhaps it’s resignation.

“Open your mouth.”

Her lips part, and I sink my cock into her hot, innocent mouth. For a moment, I regret not kissing her. It doesn’t feel right that my dick gets the taste of her first. But I push it away. This isn’t some love story. This is sex and power and pleasure.

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