Page 25 of Stolen Soul


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“Show me your tongue,” he orders, his accent heavy through his breaths.

I hate myself for automatically complying with his demands.

“I’m going to paint that pretty little tongue of yours.” He thrusts his ass in the seat and forces my head down so his cock is even closer to my mouth, and like his pathetic puppet, I keep my mouth wide open and my tongue on display to him.

“You, Riley Hayes, are going to taste me in your mouth all fucking night,” he tells me, all the muscles in his neck straining as his cock presses against my tongue.

“Fuck!” He loses control, tugging at my hair and forcing himself right to the back of my throat. I can’t take him all, and I gag and choke around his pulsing cock as it spills against my tongue. I gag as I try to swallow him down the best I can. My mouth is so full of him that it makes the task difficult. But hearing him moan and watching him lose a little of his restraint encourages me to please him.

My eyes sting with tears, and my throat is raw as he pulls himself away from me, and his hand wraps under my chin, forcing my lips together. His dark eyes stare harshly into mine as his thumb rolls over them, and I almost tumble backward when he carelessly releases me.

And as he casually tucks himself back into his suit, I try to think of something clever to say. Something that will get under his skin and irritate him the same way he has me.

But on this occasion, I’m speechless.

When the car pulls to a stop outside Maria Collin’s house, I don't have the patience to wait for Ricardo or my driver, Lucian, to open the door for me. I let myself out, allowing myself a few moments to breathe before I offer my hand to Riley.

As if being confined in a tight space with her looking like she does wasn’t provoking enough, the girl's smart little mouth just had to run away with itself and get her in trouble.

Riley seems to know exactly how to push all my buttons. She tests me in a way no one else has ever dared. And it makes me want to pound her little pussy so hard that she feels me inside her for a lifetime.

It doesn’t matter how much she irritates me, I can’t get enough, and I can’t remember a time when I’ve ever obsessed over something the way I do her.

It’s unhealthy but also unavoidable.

Riley takes my hand and forces a smile as she steps out of the car. She’s fixed her hair and reapplied her lip gloss since I fed her my cum, but she still looks flustered as fuck.

She hasn’t spoken to me since, and I’d got to thinking during that silence. The fact that having her lips wrapped around my cock has only made me want her more has drawn me to the conclusion that this whole thing is a bad idea.

“Raphael.” Maria greets me with two air kisses at the door, managing to find space for a shocked smile on her overly made-up face when she notices Riley.

“And I see you brought a friend.”

“Riley.” Riley holds out her hand, introducing herself confidently, and Maria takes it, greeting her warmly.

“Please help yourself to drinks. Gioele is in there somewhere.” She waves us on through, and I check over my shoulder for Ricardo, who nods at me before heading off to scout. I never drop my guard when I’m in public. The armed guards that patrol my property aren’t just there for keeping Riley in.

Finding a waiter, I take two champagne flutes from his tray, handing one to Riley and making a quick scan of the room myself. I spot Gioele brown nosing some high-class middle-aged women who he no doubt intends to make his latest investment, and when I raise my glass to him, concern instantly masks his well-rehearsed smile.

“I want you to stay close to me,” I whisper, tucking my arm around Riley’s waist and tugging her closer. Something is wrong, I can sense it. “No tricks or smart moves here. Understood?” I warn.

“Or you’ll do what? Choke me with your monster cock again,” she swipes at me harshly, and I spit the mouthful of champagne I’ve just taken back into my glass to stop it from going up my nose.

When I look back at her, she’s smiling, and I don’t know if I want to laugh or throttle her for it.

I turn us away from the people in the room, making sure my body is flush with hers as I lower my eyes between us.

“I’ll do much worse than choke you with it,” I threaten, watching that devilish little smirk drop from her face. I drill deadly serious eyes into hers until the intensity gets too much, and she has to look away from me.

When I turn back around, Gioele has abandoned his conversation and is working as fast as he can through the people gathered between us to get to me.

“Raphael, you actually came. And you brought a guest.” He looks at Riley nervously, keeping a smile fixed on his face.

“Of course, I came. You told me it was important, did you not?” I take another sip from my glass, doing my best to remain composed.

“Boss, we got a problem,” Ricardo’s voice speaks into my ear as he approaches from behind.

I turn my back on Riley to shield her from the conversation.

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