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The dark demon inside my gut uncurled from its sleeping position, lifted its dark head, and sniffed the air. He’d caught her scent.
Clara jolted in shock, and in that instant, I knew that at twenty-one years old, she had never been kissed.
I was her first. The realization took me aback, but not enough to stop me.
On the contrary, I pressed my advantage.
She jerked back a little, but firming my grip on her jaw, I tilted her head for better access and claimed her wickedly sarcastic mouth again, the same mouth that had spewed comebacks and snippy insults at me for months.
I plunged deep, but in that moment, her hot, silky tongue swept over mine. I shuddered. Her taste was delicate. Innocent. Pure. The antithesis of everything I thought I knew her to be. It beguiled me, and I couldn’t stop from delving deeper.
I never thought I’d be in this position because nothing, nothing was crazier than the reality of Clara yielding to me. By now, I’d expected her to scream bloody murder and punch me or run for dear life. Instead, she’d timidly placed her hands on my chest. It expanded with pride beneath her soft touch.
Clara’s elegant fingers spread open, exploring me haltingly, shyly. I waited with bated breath to see what this innocent, inquisitive creature would do next.
She leaned in, pressing her full tits against me, and tentatively, but decisively, licked into my mouth.
Good Lord.
I groaned at the inexperience and bravery of it.
Sinking my fingers into the back of her neck, I pulled at the base of her mane and yanked her closer, eliminating any space between us. I wanted to inhale her.
I wrestled with myself because I wasn’t the type of man to do this to a pampered mafie virgin princess. This kind of behavior was for the Lupu brothers. They could do whatever they wanted because they were both heirs.
The thing was—I hadn’t expected to meet innocence in tasting this sassy little bitch, but that was exactly what I’d gotten.
Which was why I should stop.
I’d made my point.
It was time to pull back.
Only…I couldn’t. I found myself in a struggle between the good son, who prided himself on his reserve, and the bad man, who hungered to devour this woman. My inner demon rattled his chains at me, mocking my effort to fall on the side of the righteous in the skirmish between good and bad.
With superhuman force, I shoved myself away. Problem was that she moved with me, not allowing an inch of space between us.
Clara was like a Lupu, taking what she wanted when she wanted, and for once, I wanted to do the same. Christ, I was tired of being flawlessly perfect. I wanted to indulge. For once, I was greedy.
I smoothed my hand up the side of her torso and cupped her plump breast. Talk about luscious, Jesus. My gaze had been glued on her tits more than once, and I’d had to drag my eyes away before she caught me, although I’m almost certain she’d sensed it.
I thumbed her nipple, feeling it peak. She moaned into my mouth, the vibration shuddering down the length of my body to my cock. Fuck, my balls grew heavy at the sweet moans she made. So needy, those sounds. They drove me wild, pushing me to take Clara right then and there.
I couldn’t do that; I couldn’t hoist her up, push her thighs wide, and plunge my demon cock into what was surely the tightest pussy ever known to man. Demon because, like the rest of me, it was oversized. It wasn’t the kind of thing I could just whip out without prepping her for it beforehand.
I instinctively knew she was wet, and I wanted to feel her silky flesh on my fingertips. I needed the knowledge of how much she wanted me. Sliding a hand down, I caught the hem of her dress and yanked it up. My fingers glided over her panties. The heat coming off her pussy scorched me. I felt her juices through the silk.
She was drenched. Soaked.
For me.It was a heady thought.
“Spread your legs,” I directed in a voice I barely recognized.
She shifted on her feet, tilting her pelvis to give me better access. I loved how she instinctually responded to my command. I pushed a thick finger in deeper, but the gusset of her panties prevented me, and like a heat-seeking missile, my finger needed more. It demanded that tight, wet flesh be parted.
Prodding her panties to the side, I pushed inside.
Motherfucker. Slippery and tight. The perfect combination. Too bad she had such a nasty little mouth. The thought of putting her on her knees and making use of that mouth for good instead of evil was tempting. My cock jerked in my pants.
