Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 70225 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 351(@200wpm)___ 281(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70225 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 351(@200wpm)___ 281(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
Draco doesn’t bother looking over at her. She’s completely naked now, and I’m surprised he doesn’t give her at least a sideways glance.
My hands shake as I reach behind me.
“Do you need help?” Draco questions irritably.
I shake my head. I don’t need help. I just don’t want to do this.
He walks around me, bringing his hands up and pulling on the strap of my bra. He unhooks it and it snaps against my back, causing a light sting.
“There. Now take it off. Your panties too.”
I’m on the verge of tears when he walks around to face me again. I won’t cry, though. He’s had enough of my tears. When my bra and panties are gone, I start to cover my chest, but he grabs my wrist, nostrils flaring at the edges.
“You cover up, and I will make this a lot worse.” His face is strict, that firm jaw pulsing again. I drop my hands slowly and he steps back. He points towards the bed that’s set up against the wall. “Lie down on your back and keep your legs open.”
My trembling body moves ahead. I sit first and then rest my back on the white comforter, staring up at the ceiling. The back of my head lands on the wide oak headboard.
“Francesca,” he calls.
“Si, Jefe?”
“Come here.”
I hear her feet shuffle as she walks towards him.
“Look at her now…like this,” he rumbles. “Doesn’t this make you want to help her even more?”
Francesca is quiet. I look up and she’s looking away.
He grips her chin and forces her eyes on me. “Look. At. Her.”
Her bottom lip quivers as she stares down at my legs. Her eyes are absent though. She’s looking, but not absorbing like he is.
Draco releases her chin and then shoves her forward. “Since you don’t want to answer me like a good girl, get on your fucking knees and face me.” His tone is angry now.
She collapses on the bed, but pushes herself back up. She’s on all fours now, and she starts to rise, but he presses a hand on her back, forcing her to stay down.
“Actually,” he smirks, “I change my mind. Don’t get on your knees. Stay just like that.”
She remains crouched at the end of the bed and he moves to her right, looking between the two of us.
“Since you want to give my shit away without permission, you’re going to take it right back from her. Every bite she had that morning. Every taste. Every lick and suck—you’ll take it all right back from her.” His eyes flash with a wickedness that makes my insides twist uncomfortably.
Francesca looks up at me, unblinking.
“Move up and put your face between her legs.”
She does at told without hesitation. When she’s close, I start to recoil, but when I look at him, he grimaces, threatening me to remain still with that glare alone.
Stepping forward, he rests one knee on the bed and looks me up and down. He stares at my pussy the most, but then he’s looking at my C-cup breasts again.
Pressing the palm of his hand on the back of her head, he does just so until her mouth is hovering above my sex.
“And since you walked around seeking sympathy—begging with those big green eyes of yours, Gianna, well…how about you just keep begging then? You accepted what she gave you yesterday, and what I provided this morning, and you’ll continue to do just that. Right now. Accept everything we have to offer.”
His firm stomach presses on the outside of my knee as he leans in and looks down at Francesca. “Now eat her pussy and don’t stop until she cums.”
My stomach flips upside down. I look up at him incredulously, my heart pounding in my chest.
“What?!” I wheeze.
“Draco, I—” Francesca starts to speak but her sentence is short lived.
Annoyed with us both, he forces her mouth down and when her tongue glues to my clit, I gasp much sharper this time.
Francesca looks up at Draco, still pleading but not pulling away.
His nostrils flare, his hand delivering a rougher push. “Eat. Her,” he snarls. “Be glad it isn’t worse than this.”
Francesca’s eyes swoop up to mine and I squirm. They soften a touch as if she’s apologizing in advance for what’s to come. Then she catches me by total surprise.
Her soft, wet tongue presses down on my clit and she sucks on it. Heat shoots through my whole body, and I cry out again, my back arching.
“Please,” I beg, looking up at Draco. But his face remains even. I’m begging, and that’s exactly what he wants, but it won’t be enough for now. He needs more. I can tell by the flames in his eyes—his lips that are smashed together. He’s hardly holding onto restraint.
Francesca swirls her tongue in slow, torturous circles, the hotness of it overwhelming my entire body. I have never done anything with a woman and I never thought I would.