Page 71 of Forgotten Sacrifice
“Okay,” the woman says, eyeing us both.
“Ms. Stefanos, it’s nice to meet you,” Vince says. “Let’s go, Luna,” he says firmly, grabbing my arm and pulling me along.
“Hope to see you around, Kat,” I call over my shoulder.
“You’re not seeing anyone on the gaming floor,” Vince informs me in a clipped tone, dragging me out the back.
He practically shoves me in his office, closing and locking the door. Turning around, his calm and cool demeanor is gone. He’s pissed. Likereallyfucking pissed.
“Vince, calm down. It was only a sip?—”
I squeal as he grabs me and takes a seat on the couch, splaying my body over his lap. His hand lands firmly on my ass cheek with awhack.
“Oww!”
“You act out, there’s gonna be consequences.”
Whack.
“Stop treating me like a child!”
Whack.
“Stop acting like one.”
Whack.
“Daddy, please,” I beg, the words slipping out as tears threaten to fall.
His hand stills over my ass cheek. “What did you just call me?Twicenow?”
“Vince, I’m sorry.” I try to scramble out of his lap, but he holds me firmly in place.
“Don’t lie; we both know you’re not.” His hand roamsbeneath my skirt, and I squeeze my legs together—trying to save myself from this embarrassment.
I’m wet.
Not wet, butdrippingwet.
“Open,” he barks, and I find myself spreading my legs for him. Feeling his thick erection beneath me, I release a shaky breath. At least we’re indelululand together.
He growls as he cups my pussy over my panties, rubbing back and forth. A full-body shiver races through me, and Vince says something strained in Italian. Switching over to English, he says, “Why do you have to be such a bad girl,piccola?” He tugs my panties down, my bare ass on display for him.
Whack.
My clit pulsates wildly as I hiss in pain. My logical brain doesn’t understand how pleasure and pain can be connected like this, but my body screams for more.
“I asked you a question.”
Whack.
“Because you’re too controlling!”
He massages my stinging ass cheek with his rough hand, my body quivering. “There are things that happen at this club that you don’t need to be a part of. Drinking and gambling, to name a few of the milder vices.”
“You dragged me into this world, and you’re upset that I’m curious about it?”
“Yes. No. I don’t know.” He sighs, snaking his hand between my legs, tracing circles with the desire dripping down my thighs. “Luna, Luna. What am I going to do with you?”
