Total pages in book: 18
Estimated words: 17451 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 87(@200wpm)___ 70(@250wpm)___ 58(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 17451 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 87(@200wpm)___ 70(@250wpm)___ 58(@300wpm)
I kiss down her body.
“I need to taste you,” I snarl.
“Yeah, Daddy?”
I move all the way down, gripping her legs, opening them so I can stare at her pink hole. Her entrance flutters. Her clit looks swollen, ready for more.
“Daddy’s horny little girl doesn’t want to be a virgin for ever, right?”
“No,” she moans. “God—no.”
“Daddy’s girl wants a big dick inside of her. Wants to be filled up.”
“Only … yours.”
“Careful, or you’ll make Daddy cum in his pants. I fucking love when you say things like that.”
I sink my hands indulgently into the thickness of her thighs. Her juicy size makes me want to bite down, mark her, tattoo her with teeth marks that somehow spell mine.
She leans up on her elbows. Stares down at me, matted hair falling sweaty across her face.
For a second I think she might tell me to stop. I mentally prepare for it …
How am I going to walk away? Her scent wraps around me, tangy and hot, as if keeping me here. Trapping me. And I don’t want to leave.
Her mouth twitches. Nerves fuse with excitement for this new adventure. “Well, what’re you waiting for?”
“Oh, fuck,” I growl.
She gasps when I press my face against her pussy. I open my mouth wide and take her in. Lapping my tongue greedily to her clit and then down her soaked folds. Her entrance tastes fucking gorgeous. Tastes like it was made for me.
“Does my horny little girl like when Daddy teases her pussy?” I growl. Circling her tunnel. Feeling her heat swell.
“Yuh-yuh-yes.” She gasps. “I love it, Daddy. Oh, Duh—”
From deeper in the villa, the phone rings. My private phone whose number only a few people know.
I pause.
My hands sink deeper into her legs. She whimpers. A hint of pain in the noise. It’s the only possible thing that could make me stop.
Leaning back. Staring at her needy and inflamed sex as I fight an internal battle.
“Is something wrong?” she asks. The lust in her voice falters.
If I don’t answer that phone, people could die.
I keep this to myself.
“Alex?” she asks. Tension in her voice. Tightness in her body that makes her curves shimmer like they’re hypnotizing me.
“I have to take it,” I snarl, turning away.
“Now?”
“Believe me, I don’t want to.” I stand. Bring my hand to her wildly receptive and eager slit. She arches against my touch. Her thighs clamp around my hand like she wants to trap me here. “Be a good girl and keep yourself warm and achy for Daddy. Touch your little horny clit for Daddy. Okay, Bella?”
Her pupils blow even wider. She looks at me with a mixture of frustration and disbelief. Her hips grind against me on autopilot like they’ve got a mind of their own.
“Alex …”
The phone blares insistently.
“I know,” I look anywhere but at her, and sigh. “I know.”
I lean down further. Bite her neck as softly as I can, and whisper . “Do what Daddy says. Keep your pussy wet. That’s an order. You don’t want to upset Daddy, do you?”
“Nuh-no,” she moans.
I pull away from her. If I don’t, I’ll lose my resolve.
Turn. Stride down the hallway. Fire in my gut.
Snap up the phone. “What?”
“Boss, I’m sorry,” Matteo says.
“Fucking what, Matt?”
“The Russians are dropping hints. Heavy hints. Looks like they’re going to hit the docks. We need to make a move.”
I grind my teeth. Thinking of my woman on the table. Her excited and confused hand busy between her luscious thighs. Sweat dripping down every inch of her tasty body.
“Boss?” he says after a pause.
I sigh. Massage the bridge of my eyebrows. My cock is still a solid pole thrumming with tension.
“Listen,” I snap. “This is what we’re going to do.”
Thunder crashes loudly outside. Like it’s matching my goddamn mood.
5
BELLA
Ilie on the table. Aching all over in a way I never could’ve imagined before coming here.
Outside, the storm rages. And yeah, maybe it’s a cliché. But inside? A storm is raging too.
My sex has never felt like this before. All that Daddy stuff makes my head spin. I didn’t know something like that would excite me. But when he called me little girl in that husky voice … with his silver hair gleaming, intense eyes fixed on me … muscular body throbbing …
It made me buzz all over. Really. I guess, don’t diss it till you’ve tried it, right? Till you’ve been there.
Now I’m alone. My wetness dripping all over the table. The tension in me is like a furnace.
My hand strokes over my lips. Heel of my palm presses against my clit. Stars burst across my vision as an orgasm threatens. My mind flashes with his face when I told him I was a virgin.
Hungry. Obsessed. Possessive. And, well, shocked too.
He wants to own my virginity. Own me.
That should scare me. But with hot licks of fiery desire spreading through me, it does the opposite.