Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 75585 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75585 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
I took more until finally I’d gone as far as I could. I was sure I’d never been this full.
“That’s good, baby. I’d like to keep you stuffed like this all the time and spend all day using you over and over.”
“Please, I—”
“You like that idea, don’t you? You might not want to, but you do.”
I nodded.
“Of course you do.” He squeezed my thighs, holding me in place as he lifted his hips, pushing against me, inexplicably seeming to give me even more.
27
VALENTINO
Iloved the way Liam’s eyes widened as I drove up into him. I couldn’t really get much deeper, but it certainly gave him the sensation that I was.
I’d known there was no way in hell I could stay away from him for one more day. I needed him constantly. I shouldn’t be taking this risk, but I felt like I was going to die without him. I couldn’t work. I couldn’t think. I needed his skin under my hands. I needed to be inside him, to feel the way he clamped so tightly around me it almost hurt.
“Ride me,” I ordered.
He smiled as he rose off me slowly. It was all I could do not to grab hold of him and force him back down as I drove up into him. I wanted to break him completely, but I also wanted to see how he handled things when he was in control.
I grabbed the handhold on the door and rested my other hand on the console. “I want you to get us off. Show me how well you understand what I need.”
He gasped as he lowered himself back down. When he circled his hips, the tug against my cock was incredible.
“That’s right. All those men who wanted lap dances, this is what they really wanted. But you’re only ever going to give this to me.”
“Yes. I only want this with you.”
“Show me what a good boy you are.”
He worked my cock with the tight muscles of his ass as he rode me and moved his hips like he did when he danced. As we both grew more and more desperate, he gave up on rhythm and rode me hard and fast until we were both fighting for air.
He whimpered. “Feels so good. Need to come. I want you to fill my ass. I want to feel your cum dripping out of me.”
“Fuck yes, you do.” I took hold of his cock, jerking him with hard, fast strokes. “Cover me in your cum,” I demanded.
“Yes. God, yes.”
Seconds later, he came. I loved the way it splashed against my chest. I slid my hands up his back and yanked him against me, wanting to feel it slick between us.
I lifted him up and down, raising my hips and slamming into his ass. I couldn’t hold back anymore.
He held on with his head buried against my shoulder.
“Take it. Take every fucking drop.” I shouted as I came inside him.
I kept going until I was utterly drained. Then I let myself collapse back against the seat with my arms around him. I lay there, feeling the way Liam’s body expanded and contracted with his ragged breaths.
“Did I do good?” he asked moments later.
“Of course you did, baby.” I kissed the top of his head and cuddled him against me. “You did better than good. You’re incredible. So fucking talented. This is…Fuck it’s never been like this before. I’m obsessed with you. I need you every second of the day.”
“I can’t stop thinking about you either.”
“Oh baby. I’ve got to figure out how to keep you.”
“You don’t need to take risks for me.”
“Yes, I do, but I also need to take them for myself.”
We stayed there far longer than we should have, especially since I never shouldn’t have been there at all, certainly not with a naked young man in my car, one who was indebted to me. My father rarely came to Pound, but that didn’t mean he didn’t have people watching me.
Liam was almost asleep when I roused him and told him it was time to get dressed. I lifted him off me, and he gasped as my cock slid from his body. We were a sticky mess, but I had a towel in the back of my vehicle.
After helping Liam back into the passenger seat, I managed to get us cleaned up well enough.
When Liam was dressed again, he reached for the door handle, but I grabbed his arm.
“I don’t want to leave my car here,” he said. “I appreciate you being willing to take me home but—”
“I’m taking you to get something to eat. I’ll bring you back to your car after that, or better yet, I’ll have Vito pick you up in the morning.”
“I don’t think—”
“Liam, don’t make me ask you how much you’ve had to eat today. I’m sure you’re hungry after your shift and what we just did. I’m going to take you to my favorite diner.”