Chapter 4
LORENZO POV
I throw my head back on the bath tube, with my eyes closed tightly, and my mind drags me straight to her. That young girl from yesterday—her mouth wrapped around me like a vice, so warm and tight, she sucks like she'd never done it before but somehow it feels good, it has been a while I cum, but I came yesterday, that's so fucking great!
Her pu**y is so fucking tight when I put my finger inside.
She looks pretty innocent for her to be slut, and she's not perfect either but I like it. How would it feel, if I bury my d!ck inside her?
A low curse slips out from my mouth, as I remember the way her tongue swirled slowly, teasing, licking me raw, driving me insane.
I look down at my cock, which seems to be pleading for attention as it bobbles in the water. The pain coils more fiercely and urgently inside me. I need to release badly. I flick the water away with my fingers and pick up the lube bottle that's next to me. I coat my cock slowly and heavily, enjoying the friction as the cold slick slides over my palm.
My hand drags back and forth from base to tip, gaining speed and momentum. I can't just stop picturing her—the warmth of her breath against my skin, her gentle palm gliding over me. The more I recall it, the faster and harder I go. Why my thoughts keep returning to her is beyond me. Even though it was only a suck, I've fucked a thousand women, and I've never felt anything like I did with her yesterday.
My grip tightens, sliding up and down like I'm desperate to squeeze every last ounce of it. Groans rumble from deep in my chest, raw and guttural, dripping with hunger, this is really not enough, I need to fuck her mouth and her tight pussy. I continue jerking harder, sliding my hand up and down with a ruthless rhythm, my fingers gripping tight as my lubricated skin shines.
The cold water contrasts sharply against the burning heat throbbing deep inside me, making every stroke sharper, and the sensation magnified. My breath hitches, then spills out ragged and low as I lose myself in the brutal rhythm. Images of her pussy with my fingers in, flash through my head, those tight innocent pussy, the trembling of her moans in pleasure, the tight mouth she wrapped them around me like she was trying to swallow me whole. The softness of her skin against mine. How her tiny hands would clutch at my arms, desperate. I'm so fucking hungry.
I let out a groan that shakes the room's silence, and I firmly press my other hand against the chilly tube, spiraling faster.
"Harder…." I groan.
The taste of her lingers on my tongue, and her tight mouth teasing every inch of my cock, igniting a fire that threatens to consume me whole. I ache to be inside her again—feel her tight heat clamp around me, hear her desperate gasps, see her eyes flutter shut under the weight of it all. My hips jerk involuntarily, matching the pace of my hand. The pulse in my cock throbs violently.
"Fuck…" I curse under my breath, my body coiling tighter with every stroke. I close my eyes, trying to will her presence into the room–her hands sliding over my skin, her lips tracing fire down my neck. Jezz, I'm going crazy, I think I might need too find her and fuck her tight pussy.
I'm almost there, the edge ripping closer….
A sudden knock pounds on the door, jerking me so hard I nearly lose my grip. My breath catches, a sharp curse slipping out as the moment shatters.
"Dad," Lian's voice calls from the other end.
I snarl under my breath, frustrated and furious. I hate interruptions.
"Dad, are you okay?" His voice comes through again.
I look at my hard dick, which is still standing rubbing it gently this time.
"I'm okay, what's it?" I say from the bathroom.
"Mr Williams is here" he called back.
Oh I almost forgot, today is supposed to be the introduction with her daughter and my son.
"I'm coming, tell them to wait" I say to him and I hear his footsteps fading.
SIENNA POV
The drive to my so-called fiancé's house is a quiet one. Mum couldn't come with us—said she'd visit later. I don't talk much with my dad, so I just keep quiet the whole way.
The car rolls toward the luxury compound, and as it comes to a halt, I open the door and step out. My jaw drops a little.
The mansion is massive. White and gold, tall as hell, with a damn fountain in front of it, water rushing like it's on display. A few men in black suits stand out front with their hands folded neatly in front of them, all serious and still.
Wow. My fiancé must come from a fucking rich family.
Not like we're poor or anything… but our house isn't even close to this.
A man hurries over to my dad, who's just stepped out too.
"Sir," he says, bowing slightly.
"Where's Don?" my dad asks as he closes the car door.
"He's inside. Please, let me lead the way," the man replies and turns, guiding us toward the entrance. We walk into the massive building, and the second I step inside, something cool and strange brushes over my brain, like a chill, but nice. It feels so fucking good. We keep walking, passing through shiny hallways until we enter the sitting room. There's a young guy already there—probably my fiancé.
"Underboss, good evening," the guy says to him, then glances at me with a smile.
I give an awkward smile back. He's handsome, yeah… but not really my….. type. Then I hear footsteps behind me, slow and steady, coming from the stairs.
I turn my head slowly, My dad stands too, and my eyes meet the man walking down from the stairs.
I freeze on my spot. Everything inside me just stops.
"Good day, Boss," I hear my dad say beside me.
My breath catches like I forget how to breathe for seconds.
My knees suddenly feel weak, as something twists inside me. No fucking way. This can't be real. This can't be happening
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I literally sucked off my future father-in-law!!
I lose my balance.
TBC…