The Taker (Men Of Malice Book 1) by Mae Malone

Author:Mae Malone [Malone, Mae]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-09-17T00:00:00+00:00

9

LEO

What is wrong with me? Why am I sitting on this lunatic’s lap, letting him cut my clothes off and choke me like a ragdoll while I grind myself against his dick.

Because it’s hot as fuck and you’re a kinky, horny slut with a death wish. Duh.

I should push myself off him, run back to my apartment, and lock the door behind me. Pack us up and move far away from him before he consumes me whole.

But I ignore the voice in my head and unbuckle his pants instead. His hard length springs out, and my mouth waters as I remember the last time I saw it, how salty and delicious it tasted while he fucked my face with it.

I catch myself licking my lips, and so does Rocco. He grabs my face and captures my lips in a filthy, wet kiss that makes my thighs shake. His tongue explores the space, and I let him. At this moment, I’d let him do almost anything to me.

He pulls away, then extends his open hand to me. “Spit.”

His order has me leaking precum onto his pants. Something about his dark, gravelly voice makes me feral for him. Makes me forget why I’m sitting on his lap in the first place. I spit into his hand, and he wraps it around us, pumping our cocks together in torturously slow movements.

I try to thrust into him to pick up the pace, but his other hand holds my hip, keeping me in place. His smug smirk is one of victory. He’s doing this to me on purpose as a punishment.

“You want more, toy? You want me to play with you?” he coos condescendingly.

Shocks of pleasure radiate up my spine as he swipes his thumb over the tip, then drags his hand all the way to the base. I need more, even though I know no matter what I do, Rocco Vettore won’t yield or bend—he does what he wants, when he wants.

“Yes, Sir, yes. Yes, please, more,” I pant as he rolls my balls in his hand, hard enough that it’s just on the acceptable side of painful. Holy fuck, that feels so good.

“Shhh, be quiet, or my guard will come back,” he whispers before spitting into his own hand.

He works me over faster this time, bringing me to the edge so fast I don’t see it coming. I fall forward, groaning into his ear, babbling nonsense because it feels so fucking good to have his hand on me.

“You greedy little toy,” he says in a dark, playful voice. “You’d take anything I gave you, wouldn’t you?”

“Fuck, yes,” I chant because my self control left the building already, and I swear I’ll say anything to keep feeling like this.

He freezes, keeping his hand on us as his dark laughter unfurls around the room. My soul ricochets inside me, begging for a release that may never come.

“I told you to be quiet, toy. What if my guard comes in and sees you? I bet you want him to see you naked and pleading like a needy little whore on my lap.

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