Page 29 of The Devil's Heir
"Yes, Master," Sasha replies.
"Open…" I demand, and her mouth forms a perfect O. I produce a decent amount and then spit inside her mouth and order, "Now, fucking suck."
I push her head down around my throbbing length, choking her as I push past her tonsils and down into her throat. I keep her there momentarily before letting up so she can breathe.
When her hands grip my thighs, an overwhelming distaste for her touch comes over me, and I bark out, "Hands behind your back; don't touch me!"
Like a good little submissive, she does as she's told, and I sit back, enjoying the blow job. I will admit that Sasha is good with her mouth, but I can't help but wonder what it will feel like to have pauper's luscious lips wrapped around my cock while I fuck her face. I'll find out soon enough, but in the meantime, Sasha can accommodate my needs.
SEVENTEEN
Liliana
To say that I'm surprised by how well Jarek knew me back in high school would be an understatement. Only now am I learning that he was more than just a bully… he was a full-blown stalker.
The moment I stepped into the suite of rooms that Jackson had shown me, I had gotten the feeling that the butler's boss had been waiting for me to turn up. There's no way Jarek was able to design this room in my favorite colors of cream and moss green, as well as stock up on all my favorite toiletries in less than twenty-four hours.
Was he that obsessed with me?
Regardless, the accommodation is worthy of royalty, and I can't believe this is where I'll live for the next year. It no longer matters what happened in the past because I've signed my life over to the devil. What will be, will be—I just hope that I survive my time with the Mafia Boss.
I'm just stepping from the ensuite, freshly bathed when there's a knock on my door. I open it to find Jackson standing on the other side.
"I was sent to inform you that a seamstress will be stopping by this evening to get your measurements. Mr. Falcon wants you to have formal attire for all the dinners and events you will be attending."
"Oh, okay. If that's what he wishes," I say softly.
Jackson leans in and, in a low voice, adds, "Mr. Falcon can be very demanding at times, but as long as you follow his wishes, your life here will not be a hardship."
"Thank you, Jackson. I appreciate the tip."
He smiles and starts to turn when another voice catches our attention. "There you are, Jackson…"
It's the woman I saw standing on the landing when I arrived. The one who didn't seem too pleased to see me.
"Miss Sasha. What can I do for you?" Jackson sounds annoyed when he addresses the woman, and that alone tells me I should be wary of her.
She still wears the sheer robe I saw her in earlier, but now I have a view I prefer not to see. When I say the robe is sheer, I mean very sheer. Her nakedness is on display beneath it, and she doesn't seem to care one bit. It's like she's flaunting herself on purpose.
"There's a little bit of a mess in Master's office that needs to be cleaned up," the woman states, wiping the corner of her mouth before adding, "I accidentally dribbled a little bit. But in my defense, had he not come so hard, I could have swallowed it all."
The implications this woman is spewing right before me have my stomach churning. If Jarek already has a woman, then what am I here for? This doesn't make any sense to me. Why doesn't this woman accompany him to dinners and events?
Tasha, or whatever her name is, pretends to finally notice me and grins. "You must be the new whore."
"Miss Sasha! Control your mouth, or I'll be sure your master locks you in the cage. Liliana's status in this house isaboveyours, so you will do well in respecting her!"
Anger enters the woman's deep blue eyes before she spins away and stomps off. Jackson's attention returns to me, and he gives me an apologetic look.
"I'm sorry you had to deal with that. I will be sure to inform Mr. Falcon of Sasha's behavior. If she ever bothers you, please don't hesitate to let me know."
"Who is she to him?" I ask with narrowed eyes.
"That is something you should ask Mr. Falcon but know that what I said was the truth. Youareabove her no matter what. Good day, Liliana."
I stare in disbelief at Jackson's retreating form. If what this Sasha was insinuating is true, I'll be damned if I sleep with anyone who is still fucking another woman under the same roof! I didn't sign up to be part of Jarek Falcon's harem of women.
Not caring that I'm in nothing but a robe, I march down the hall and then downstairs until I reach Jarek's office door. It's closed, and I don't know what I'm thinking as I barge in without knocking first.
