Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 74620 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 373(@200wpm)___ 298(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74620 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 373(@200wpm)___ 298(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
“Thank you for the opportunity to be your comfort tonight. Aprecio estar aqui.” She smiles as she tells me how much she appreciates being under my roof. Of course, she does, the only reason her pert ass swayed in here is to get a stack of hundred-dollar bills, or she wants the high that comes with fucking the king. A whore will spread her thighs for any amount of money, but this one is particularly interested in the drug I deal in.
I take in the pretty girl while sipping my drink. Tipping my head to the side, I offer her a smirk before ordering, “I want you naked on the bed. Open your legs, show me your pretty cunt.”
Her cheeks darken, making the olive skin even more beautiful than before. I watch her slip the dress she’s wearing to the floor. She steps out of the pool of material, offering me a glimpse of her naked curves.
Her long legs climb onto the mattress, and she settles on her back, her big eyes finding mine. Desire swims in her hazel orbs, their color like liquid gold. My men would have a field day with her. But if I allowed them to, she’d never be able to walk straight again.
Entering my bedroom, I set the glass on the cabinet, slowly unbuttoning my shirt as I allow my gaze to trail over her body. Her tits are perfect handfuls of smooth caramel with dark nipples, which are hard peaks.
“Touch your flesh, stroke yourself with your finger,” I tell her, standing at the foot of the bed. The warm breeze that billows the curtains causes her to shiver, but then again, it might just be my harsh words.
Tentatively, she drops a hand between her thighs. Slender fingers find the already wet lips. She spreads herself for me, offering me a glimpse of the pink hole I’m about to sink my dick into.
“Are you a virgin?”
“No, señor,” she murmurs as she pleasures herself. I’m enamored with the way she moves. A seductress if ever I’ve seen one. If she was pure, that would make this so much more sensual. I love breaking virgins, feeling their tight walls grip my thick cock as I feel their slick crimson virtue. But she looks sweet and tight enough.
Shoving my slacks down past my knees, I step out of them and my briefs follow. Her gaze lands on the erection jutting from my hips and a soft gasp falls from her lips.
Gripping my dick, I fist it a couple of times before sheathing myself. Never fuck these whores without a condom. Come to think of it, I’ve never stuck my cock in anyone without a rubber.
I crawl onto the mattress, hovering over her, as she continues to toy with her clit. Big eyes gape at me when I settle between her thighs and nudge her entrance.
“This is going to hurt,” I warn, before sliding into her in one long thrust. Her scream is music to my ears as she grips me with her free hand, nails clawing my shoulder as my hips meet hers.
She mewls, pleading for me to slow, but I can’t. I’m lost in pleasure as I fuck her brutally into the mattress. “You know I’m not a good man, but you wanted it anyway. Didn’t you, little whore?” I smirk down at her as my hips slam her harder and faster. She’s crying out for a god who will never save her, when I reach between us, my fingers strumming her clit the way I would a musical instrument. Before she has time to think, an orgasm is torn from her body, and she cries out.
As much as I enjoy fucking, there’s no pleasure in this anymore. I fuck her until I find my release. Once I’ve emptied into the condom, I pull out of her, moving off the bed hastily. I reach for her dress, throwing it at her and glance over my shoulder. I utter “time for you to leave,” before heading into the adjoining bathroom.
“Victor.”
Glancing up, I find Javier entering my office. I’m ready to head out to a meeting, but he seems far too excited, so I allow him to stop me for a moment before I leave.
“You’re never going to believe it,” he tells me, waving his hand in the air for effect. “The cunt who’s been selling in our city is one of our men.”
“What?” This is news to me. No man who works for me is allowed to deal. They know it, even the fucking peasants who live on the street know it. Anger sizzles through me, trickling into my blood, heating it. I’m ready to torture the asshole who’s decided his life is worth nothing. “Who the fuck is he?”
“Hector Montero.” The name is not new to me. I’ve known Hector since I was a little boy. He worked for my father for a long time, and when my old man died, Hector stayed on. I didn’t know much about his personal life, but I knew my father trusted him.