Trigger Warnings from the Author: This Chapter Might Contain Highly Rated Scene.
Gianna kneeled in front of Leonardo, her face only an inch from his cock.
Leonardo, who stood in front of Gianna, gazed down at her as he unfastened his belt and let it fall down to his ankles which caused his hard cock to break free at her notice. He was still making an effort to suppress the image of Isabella that kept recurring in his mind. When he glanced down at Gianna, all he could see was Isabella’s face. He’d always imagine her whenever he wanted to have sex, and it made him curious about the impact Isabella has on him. He scowled in distaste at Gianna’s face, leading Gianna to question what was wrong with her face. She was aware that her body smelled badly after not showering for days, but it wasn’t enough to give her that attitude. Leonardo averted his gaze to the ceiling to avoid looking at Gianna’s face. “Hurry up and suck my cock!” he said, as he couldn’t handle the discomfort of his stiff erection.
Leonardo growled furiously as Gianna stared down at his large cock; the veins running from the base down to the tip of his cock were throbbing, and he couldn’t wait any longer. Gianna frowned as she considered whether he was turned on by tormenting her.
“Yes, sir,” Gianna said as if she had no option. She grabbed his cock and felt it twitch and pulse against her palm. She licked the head of his cock and along the length of his cock before guiding it into her mouth. As she took in his full length deep inside her throat, his cock stretched her petite lips wide. She bobbed her head up and down, taking his cock in and out of her wet mouth.
Leonardo groaned as a bolt of sensation shot through him, feeling her warm mouth engulf his cock. “Yes, take my cock in like a bitch”, He moaned as Gianna stroked his cock in and out of her mouth. He drove his hip forward, causing her to choke as he slipped his cock farther into her throat.
Gianna wrapped her hands around his cock in an attempt to stop him from invading her throat.
“Fuckkk Isabella,” Leonardo growled fiercely. He despised the name that escaped from his mouth.
Gianna pulled her head out, gasping for air. She was perplexed by the name he had called her: “Who is Isabella?” She inquired.
Leonardo glared hard at her. “Shut the fuck up and do your damn job,” he said aggressively. He detested Gianna for mentioning her name once again in his hearing.
Gianna reached up to reclaim his cock in her grasp. She extended her tongue out, circling the tip of his cock as she softly pumped his shaft.
“Fuckkk,” Leonardo mumbled quietly as Gianna continued to tease his cock.
Gianna clenched her lips around his cock, slowly licking the tip of his cock.
Leonardo felt his cock twitching and couldn’t control himself any longer. He gripped the back of her hair and yanked it back.
“Ouch!” cried Gianna.
“Open your mouth, you whore,” Leonardo growled, his face flushed with wrath.
Gianna whimpered and opened her lips wide for him. He drove his cock deep into her mouth, forcing her face forward as he shoved the head of his cock completely down her throat, causing her to gag.
Leonardo grunted as he clutched her hair, controlling her movement as he thrust his cock in and out of her mouth.
Gianna gagged as his cock continued to struck the back of her throat. She could barely breathe as he kept thrusting his cock in and out of her mouth.
Leonardo could feel his balls contracting; he was getting close. He shoved his hip forward and grunted as he shot his cum down her throat, almost causing her to choke. “Fuckkk!”
Gianna shivered as he released his sperm deep within her mouth, her pussy quivering. Her body felt strange; she could feel her pussy juice flowing moist from her pussy and rolling down her thighs, then down to the floor, as Leonardo continued to spew his sperm deep down her throat. This felt different, unlike before in her father’s mansion, where he didn’t cum in her mouth.
Leonardo pressed her face on his pubic bone, her chin against his balls, as he blasted his cum within her repeatedly, causing tears to flow from her eyes as she choked on his cock. He’d never cum like this whenever a woman gave him a blowjob. He grunted in satisfaction as he let go of Gianna, who swiftly drew away, panting for air.
Leonardo caught his hard breathing and looked down at Gianna with a smirk on his face that annoyed her. “You took it all in like a good submissive whore,” Leonardo says as he pulls up his pant and zipped it up.
Gianna raised her hand to wipe off the sticky, dripping cum from the corner of her lips. She locked her gaze on him, but an idea struck her when she noticed the revolver that had fallen from the waistband of his pants. She grinned. Why didn’t she see that before putting his horrible cock in her mouth? She realized this was her last chance to shoot him and escape. She wouldn’t want to ruin her chance by just glancing away while the weapon is right there on the floor staring straight back at her. She rushed quickly, taking the rifle off the floor, standing up on her feet, firmly holding it, and pointing the barrel directly at Leonardo’s chest.
Leonardo spotted the revolver in her hand but was unfazed. He chuckled. He knows she doesn’t have the guts to pull the trigger. “Give me the gun,” he said, taking a step forward.
Gianna retreated in horror, raising the rifle and pointing it at his face. She looked up at him, grasping the rifle with both hands so tightly to prevent him from snatching it out of her. “Take another step, and I swear ti sparerò” (I’m gonna shoot you). She threatened, but Leonardo did not appear to be bothered. He had a hunch she wouldn’t be so stupid to pull the trigger, not when the building is surrounded by his henchmen.
‘Maybe he thinks I wouldn’t do it’, Gianna thought and laughed sarcastically. She was going to blast this motherfucker’s head off for allowing those men to violate her mother’s body.
“You know there’s no way you’re going to get out of here if you shoot me,” Leonardo said casually, unconcerned with the pistol leveled at his face.
“Poi ti sparo e siamo a posto” (Then I’ll shoot you, and we’ll be square). Gianna’s jaw trembled in rage as she spat out those words to demonstrate her seriousness. “Let me and my mother go, and I won’t have to kill you,” she said, but her warning was futile as Leonardo didn’t appear to be scared of her.
Leonardo chuckled, then raised his hand above his head in surrender. “You ought to be concerned about your mother, don’t you think?” He inquired convincingly, his brow furrowing.
“I will think about that once you are dead.”
“Go ahead and shoot me,” Leonardo said with a sly smile as he encouraged her to fire the gun.
It was astounding to her that he didn’t even try to retrieve the rifle from her grip, despite the fact that he could easily do so. He was willing to die, and she would gladly do so since it is at least justifiable to kill the man who murdered her father. She squinted her eyes as she aimed the revolver at his head. “With pleasure,” Gianna said, and without any hesitation, she pulled the trigger.