Page 9 of Vendetta

He lets go of my hair, grabbing my hands with his one free and he forces them off. He wants me to take him all. I want to take him all. But there’s a serious chance I will actually suffocate on him.

His grip tightens. He forces my head down further and further. My eye is streaming, tears are rolling my down cheek and my chin is covered in drool. I’m only grateful that I don’t wear mascara because my face would be streaked with black.

He’s thrusting more and more and his dick is merciless as it hits my throat and goes down it. I can’t help it. I start gagging. I’m choking. Gasping for air but he doesn’t relent. He keeps face fucking me and though I’m struggling I love it all the same. Because he clearly wants this. He wants me.

Nobody has ever used me like this. Needed me like this.

He’s groaning more and more and I want to beg him to cum already. Beg him to pour his cum down my throat and fill me up.

As my breath starts to really catch, as I properly start to panic he cums. His warm salty delicious cum covers me, covers my tongue, coats my throat and I swallow it all, desperate for more.

He slides out of me just a little and I make sure to clean him. To massage his cock with my tongue and suck up every last bit of his juices.

“That’s it angel. Suck me dry.” He groans. And I do. I lick every inch of him. Honouring his cock with my tongue before finally letting him go.

His hand is on my face now. He’s no longer gripping me with force but it feels almost loving. I can feel the warmth of his flesh, the roughness of it too and I wonder how he would feel, his skin against mine. He runs his thumb over the bottom of my scar and I look away.

He tuts annoyed and forces my face back. I’m still sat in the footwell. The car is gently rocking as it moves and I feel like I’m suddenly worshipping at this man’s feet.

“Never be ashamed.” He says.

“I’m ugly.” I mutter it.

“Not to me you’re not.” He replies.

I stare back at him. My mouth is open, agape. I want to say something. To argue but I’m too dumbfounded to form any words.

The car comes to a stop. The door opens and the chauffeur is stood not looking at either of us but waiting for Nico to get out.

I glance outside and I don’t recognise where we are. Nico tucks his now flaccid cock back into his trousers and rearranges his clothes before stepping out. And then he holds his hand for me. As if I’m something of worth. As if I’m someone he’s proud to be associated with.

I clamber out of the footwell. It’s obvious to everyone what’s gone on but the only person beside us is making a point of not looking.

Nico holds my hand and leads me into what looks like a god damn presidential palace.

Him

She’s trembling. My fucking angel is a bag of nerves beside me and god do I want to rip her clothes off her right now and fuck her hard till her body jerks with pleasure and she sees there’s nothing to be scared of.

The feel of my cock in her mouth was too much to resist. I didn’t even mean to go that far but once her hand was on me and I could see the arousal in her face I knew I could push it.

And I knew she wanted me to.

Hell she fucking loved it. The way she gagged on my cock, the way she sucked me clean told me that.

I suppress a groan at the thought of it. If I hadn’t cum so much I’d be hard again and all the men around us would see my throbbing erection.

But I can feel it, my arousal, my need for her. It’s overriding my thinking. Overriding everything. This girl is so much more than I realised. So much more than I expected and I’m dying to have my taste too.

We climb the stairs. She doesn’t ask where I’m taking her. She doesn’t speak. We both know where we are. That this is my house. Her home now.

I like that she’s quiet. I like that she doesn’t ask pointless questions or see the need for small talk. This woman is perfection.

And as we walk along the corridor I can’t help but smirk at the way her face darts around us, taking in the space, taking in her new surroundings.

I want her to look. I want her to see it all. The fine paintings. The luxurious furniture. This is all hers now. I will cover her in diamonds, dress her in silks. She deserves nothing but the best and from now on she will want for nothing.

Starting with my cock.

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