Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 45133 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45133 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Some men may consider his feelings for Isabella a weakness. They weren’t. They drove him to be better, to think smarter. To make sure she lived in a world she deserved.
He released one strap of her negligee, then the other, trailing them down until her breasts kept the fabric in place. Grabbing the sides, he tugged, and out spilled her breasts. Heavy, with hard nipples just waiting to be sucked on.
She rested her hands on his trousers, but he held her neck and tilted her back so she was offering her tits up to him.
The worry in her eyes changed. Her eyes dilated and a flush worked up her chest. Bending down, he captured each nipple into his mouth, sucking on the buds. He flicked the tips, and it wasn’t long before feminine moans filled the room. With his free hand, he cupped between her thighs, rubbing across her slit.
She wore a pair of flimsy panties, and it was so easy to slide his finger beneath the band and touch her cunt. As he circled her clit, she spread her thighs without being asked and began to rock against his hand.
His arousal got thicker, harder.
Isabella worked to open his pants. The sound of his zipper coming down echoed around the room. He let her go, just long enough to ease his cock out, and he shoved his pants to his knees.
She wrapped her fingers around his dick, working up and down the length. Pre-cum leaked out of the tip. She ran her finger across the head.
“Lick it,” he said.
He gripped her neck and she leaned in. Her tongue danced across the tiny slit, tasting his arousal. She covered his cock and sucked him down until he hit the back of her throat, but he didn’t want to come into her mouth. He pulled out from between her lips and moved her until she was bent over the chair.
Lifting up her negligee, he exposed her nice round ass. The panties were easy to tear off her body, and he spread the cheeks of her ass wide. Staring down at her pussy and her anus, he wanted to be in both places, but tonight, he had to come deep inside her cunt. To have her swimming with his cum.
He placed the tip of his cock at her entrance and slowly began to fill her. Taking his time, relishing every single inch as she took him.
Her pussy was so tight. It was like she was swallowing him whole.
Klaus reached between them and stroked her clit. His name spilled from her lips as he brought her close to orgasm. Each touch had her tensing, thrusting back against him.
He wanted her to come first before he had his fun. She begged to come and he gave it to her. Not prolonging her arousal, allowing her to explode.
Klaus had no choice but to close his eyes and grit his teeth in an attempt to gain control. He was so close to blowing in her pussy.
Returning his grip to her hips, he began to pound inside her even before she’d finished coming down from her orgasm. He couldn’t get enough of her. The sounds she made. Licking his fingers, he pressed against the puckered hole of her anus.
She tensed up but didn’t stop pressing back against him.
He released a growl as he pushed his finger into her ass and took her pussy at the same time.
When she was pregnant, he’d enjoy her ass more.
He was so close.
Klaus wanted this to last, but he couldn’t contain himself.
Slamming balls deep inside her, he filled her up with wave upon wave of his cum. There was no way she wasn’t going to be pregnant after he’d finished with her.
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Isabella sat in the back of the car and stared up at the large house where the final meeting would take place. The outfit was gathered. For two short days, she could imagine life was normal with Klaus.
Her brother was hidden in the basement, and even though she couldn’t hear his earlier screams, he was there.
“You okay?” Renzo asked.
She jerked her head up to look at her brother-in-law. She nodded. “Yeah, I’m fine.”
“I can’t imagine what you’re going through. Either way, your father is going to die tonight. You do understand that, right?”
She looked out the window. “And if that doesn’t happen?”
“Your father has spread some pretty shitty rumors. To him, you’re dead, and now he believes his son is dead. Tonight, the truth comes out. Klaus and my father have everything that’s needed. If Lastra survives tonight, then the entire outfit will fall. There will be bloodshed. There’s no other way. The Boss will be there tonight.”
The Boss, Aldo Vitcorio. She’d never met him, and the truth was, she never wanted to meet him. He was considered to be one of the worst men alive. He controlled all elements of the outfit, every capo and soldier. His word was law. The rumors about him were rife.