He chuckled darkly. “You are one hungry little minx.” Without hesitating, he thrust his thumb past the cleft in my ass, finding my dark hole.
“Fuck!” I slapped my hands on the desk, white-hot pain searing every nerve ending.
Leaning over, he eased the strands of hair from my neck, his heated breath falling like soft velvet. “Your mouth belongs to me, your lips used to suck my cock. Your pussy belongs to me, wet and ready whenever I crave. And your tight little asshole belongs to me. To fuck. To punish. Whatever I desire. Anything at any time.”
“Yes, I…” Everything in the room was spinning, my heart racing. I knew what he was saying, the command in all aspects. I expected the belting to continue, but the moment he shoved his cock all the way inside my pussy, the force smacking me against the desk, the shock thrust me into an instant climax. “Oh. Oh… Oh!”
He filled me so completely, spreading my pussy lips until my muscles strained from the girth. He was thick and hard, the angle pushing me straight into raw ecstasy. His skin slapped against my bruised ass, the intensity of the discomfort increasing.
“Do you like that?” he asked, his voice gravelly as he continued plunging.
“No. Never. Not from you.”
Another almost evil chuckle was followed by a quick snap of his hand against my bottom before he dug his fingers into my skin. He was brutal as he took me, his actions so powerful that my breath was stolen. I panted and moaned, and I hated this man, everything about him. His actions. His world. His disgusting nature.
But I was unable to stop the climax rushing into my pussy. “Oh, no. No!”
He didn’t stop as the climax moved me into a frenzied state, goosebumps popping along my arms. I couldn’t breathe or think, my eyes becoming hazy and the orgasm continuing.
Dominick waited until my body relaxed before jerking out. “Something for you to remember. Only girls who obey without question are allowed to come.” He wasted no time, slipping his cockhead to my asshole, sliding in until he hit the tight ring of muscle. “As for bad little girls, they’re fucked in the ass.” He plunged all the way inside and I heard his roar, guttural and full of pent-up longing.
I also heard the husky sound of his voice, but the words he whispered merely floated away. The chemistry between us was so unexpected, the wildfire of need damning. He was the devil, my captor. There could never be anything more.
But I knew what he wanted. All of me.
Including my heart.
Dominick
Control. I’d lost control with her already. The thought was intriguing as well as troublesome. I refused weakness in everyone who worked for me as well as myself and I’d fallen into a black hole, taking her. Fucking her.
And more than once.
I’d succumbed to her ravishing beauty and the dark desires that I’d had since the very first time I’d laid eyes on her. The corner bar months before had been a place of respite, allowing me to enjoy my drink of choice without prying eyes. Her entrance had caught my eye, her alluring smile as she passed by several admirers sizzling my desires. I hadn’t attempted to talk with her, merely regarded from afar but on that night, I knew I had to have her.
Devour her.
Take what didn’t belong to me.
The nagging in my mind pecked at me, reminding me that I actually cared about her.
I hissed, clenching my fists as I was drawn back into the reality of my life. Another day had dawned. Too bad it wasn’t paradise.
“What do you want to do with him, boss?” Bruno asked casually.
The question was repetitive, another aspect of human nature that I loathed. I glared at the sweaty pig crouched on his knees. Marco was whimpering like the dumb slob he really was. He’d attempted to steal from me, kiting money as if I wouldn’t find out. Ten G’s wasn’t much, but enough to draw my attention instead of the soldiers I employed. I couldn’t tolerate his actions any more than I could Caroline’s rebellious bullshit.
For every misplaced action there was a direct consequence. Everyone knew this in my world. Those who didn’t follow it would end up dead and dumped in the woods, ready for critters to feast on them. There were days I longed to be a dentist, maybe a doctor. Too bad my grades hadn’t warranted a stint in medical school.
Growling, I placed the barrel of my gun against his forehead. Bruno had worked him over, one eye swollen, blood trickling down the side of his face, and his lip busted wide open. There were times I felt I needed to discuss anger management with him.
“No, please don’t, Mr. Lugiano. I’m sorry. I’m so fuckin’ sorry,” Marco pleaded.
The two soldiers flanking my side grinned, shifting back and forth. “And why should I give a shit about your apology?”
“Because…” he sputtered, daring to lift his head and try to find my eyes.
I jammed the barrel forward, almost knocking him over. “Answer the damn question.”
“There’s another group trying to muscle in.” Dear God, the fucking man was going to burst into tears. There was nothing worse than a crying fuck, begging for their life. Still, his words piqued my interest.
“Meaning?”
“They threatened me. They know everything about you, how you work.” By now, the asshole’s body was shaking. “I just gave them some money to leave me alone.”
“You didn’t think I was going to find out, Marco?”
He shook his head then nodded, blubbering as his body slumped. “I’m sorry, boss. Please don’t kill me.”
I thought about what Marco was saying. The rumor mill about a local gang trying to muscle in had been around for a few months, but this was a medium level shithead, running drugs out of a coffee shop, the front one of the most brilliant in my mind. Millennial regular customers on both fronts. The gangs running the dirty streets were little more than thugs, hooked on the same shit they were selling. This was a fascinating evolution.
My thoughts drifted to the area near Caroline’s apartment. Same shitheads. Or were they?
“I say we finish him off,” Jo-Jo snarked. A made man, his mouth had gotten him into trouble more than once.
“And I didn’t ask for your advice. Now, did I?”
Bruno pulled me aside. The man had worked for me for years, more of a trusted advisor than any consigliere. Angelo joined us, the capo aggressive but intelligent, garnering the respect of almost every soldier in the ranks. “We heard some shit was going down at a few of the casinos as well.” Bruno kept his voice down. “Not just ours either. Chicago has been hit bad.”