Total pages in book: 99
Estimated words: 94720 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 474(@200wpm)___ 379(@250wpm)___ 316(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94720 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 474(@200wpm)___ 379(@250wpm)___ 316(@300wpm)
“Fuck,” she said as she started moving a little faster. I took a hand off her hip and tweaked her nipple. “O-oh, my G-g-od.”
“Keep moving just like that, Principessa.” I pressed my mouth to hers again, a searing kiss that ran to my toes. “Fuck. Yes. Just like that.”
“I’m gonna. . .” She was gasping for breath as she moved. I felt her tightening around my cock.
“Don’t you dare, Lenora.” I pinched her nipple hard enough to make her yelp. “Don’t you dare come without permission.” I took my hand off her nipple and slid it between us, pressing my thumb against her clit.
Her eyes widened as she shook her head frantically and stopped moving altogether. “I can’t. If you do that, I won’t be able—”
I slapped her ass. “Did I tell you to stop?”
“Rocco.” Her moan was loud as she started to move again.
“Bounce on my cock.” I moved my thumb in slow circles against her clit. When I felt her clench around me again, I stopped and smiled at the glare she shot me.
“This isn’t funny.” She hit my chest. “This is not fair, Rocco.”
“Ah.” That made me chuckle. “You want me to be fair, then.”
“I want you to. . .” Her lip wobbled, and tears filled her eyes when I moved my thumb again, then stopped while I used my other hand to move her up and down on my cock. I was less than ten seconds away from coming, so I had to let her do it anyway, but her face, those tears of pure need. Fuck.
“What do you want, Principessa?” I bit her lower lip. “Tell me.”
“You know what I want.” She screamed when I took away my thumb and started pulling her with both hands on her hips, so her body was moving back and forth now, her clit hitting my pelvis, causing friction against her clit. I ducked down and pulled her other nipple into my mouth. She bit her lip, trying hard to hold back her orgasm. “Oh, my fucking. . .Rocco.”
I took my hand off her hip and brought it to her other nipple, licking and tweaking them both. She stopped moving.
“Please, please, please.” She was openly crying now.
I grabbed her hips again and began to move her, up and down, up and down. She stopped moving when I let her go and started gyrating her hips slowly.
“Move.” I slapped her ass hard.
“Please.” Her bottom lip trembled. I leaned forward and took it into my mouth again.
“Come, Lenora. Come all over my cock.”
Her body shook as she finally let go, my name a scream from her lips as she threw her head back. I pulled out of her and pumped my cock once, twice, and came all over her stomach, her chest, and some of her chin. The doorbell rang, and we both snapped out of our post-orgasm haze.
“The food,” she said, scrambling to her feet, swaying a little before she gathered her bearings. “Coming!”
“Again?” I smirked when she shot me a look.
“I have your come all over me. I can’t open the door like this.”
I reached for my shirt, stood up, and dressed her. It was long enough that it went to her ass. The doorbell rang again. I spanked her. “Go.”
“Rocco.” She shot me a look. “This isn’t helping.”
“Do you want me to open the door completely naked?”
“No.” She scowled, looking down at herself where my come was slowly slipping down her leg. Fuck, that was hot.
I stood up, put on my briefs, and walked to the door.
“Rocco!” she hissed behind me, but I was already there, opening the door for the young man delivering her food. He looked at me, eyes wide as he looked down at my half-hard dick in my briefs and set his hands on the table he’d rolled over here.
“I just, I’ll just,” he started.
“I got it,” I said. I reached next to me, where I’d left my bag earlier, and pulled out some money. I handed it to him and wheeled the food in. “Thank you.”
“N-n-no, thank you.” He smiled wide and bolted to the left.
“Lenora, your food is—”
“I cannot believe you just did that,” she said, standing in front of me. She looked like one of those cartoons with smoke coming from their ears. It was adorable.
I kissed the tip of her nose. “Don’t worry. I gave him a good tip.”
20
LENORA
He was cruel, making me sit and eat my food wearing a polo stuck to my chest because of his come. It was uncomfortable, and I wanted to wash it off, but each time I tried to stand, Rocco gave me a stern look and told me to finish my food. He stood up, wiped down the television remote with a wipe from a Lysol travel pack, and sat back down as he turned it on. I was curious about why he freaking traveled with Lysol wipes, but I wasn’t going to ask.