Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 70269 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 351(@200wpm)___ 281(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70269 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 351(@200wpm)___ 281(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
“Yes. I told them I had a man waiting for me at my apartment ready to help me celebrate.”
He laughed. “They must’ve loved that.”
“Yeah, I took some crap for it, but I don’t care.”
We reached my apartment in record time. As soon as we were in the elevator, I pulled Vito to me and kissed him again as I slid my hands down to his waist and held him against me so I could grind my hips against his.
“Fuck, you really are eager. Are you going to bend over and open that gorgeous ass for me?”
“Jesus, Vito.”
“I want to fuck you so bad. I’ve thought about it ever since I first saw you in Vegas.”
“God, I should’ve gone with you that night. Why was I stupid enough to turn down a chance to have you inside me?”
“Is that what you wanted, even then?”
“Yes.”
“Did you bottom for the fans you used to pick up?”
I shook my head. “I don’t like to bottom for people I don’t know, but I feel like I know you really well and… Fuck, I want you to top me.”
“I’m going to make it so good for you.”
The elevator doors slid open on my floor. We stumbled out and raced down the hall, laughing. I unlocked my apartment as fast as I could with my hands shaking. I wasn’t sure I’d ever been this horny. The adrenaline from the game, the fear of Benito, and the need to take everything I could get from Vito in case this was my only chance had me wild.
As soon as I closed the door behind me, Vito took hold of my tie and viciously yanked me toward him. “I’m not going to be gentle with you. I’ve waited too long for this. I need to take you, to use you. I need you to be a filthy slut for me.”
I nodded, trying to swallow. He kept up the pressure, pulling me toward the bedroom like he had me on a leash. That shouldn’t turn me on, but it sure as hell did.
“Get your clothes off,” he demanded.
I was as crazed as he was. I wanted this, but I was scared, too, scared of totally giving up control. I knew that was what he wanted.
He tightened my tie, making it press into my neck. “You heard me. Do what I said.”
“Fuck, Vito.”
“I want you naked, and I want it now.”
I let my jacket drop from my shoulders, wiggled out of it, and tossed it onto a chair. Then I unbuckled my slacks and yanked out my shirt. I tried to unbutton it, but my hands were shaking so hard it took forever. Vito watched intently, eyes focused on the skin I revealed as I undid each button.
He let out a low whistle. “You’re fucking beautiful.”
I finally got my shirt off, toed out of my dress shoes, and shoved my slacks down, leaving me in nothing but my briefs.
Before, I could take them off, Vito stepped closer and cupped my hard cock. With his other hand, he squeezed my balls and tugged on them as he ran his thumb up and down my shaft. “These feel so fucking good. This is some high-quality silk.”
“You like them?”
“Fuck, yeah, I like them, but I want them off. I want you bared to me completely.”
I did as he said. He still held the tie tight, keeping me close, not that I wanted to get away, not even when the roughness of his demands unnerved me.
When I was completely naked, he loosened the tie. I thought he was going to take it off, but he didn’t. I reached for it, and he shook his head. “Leave it.”
I nodded as I looked him up and down. “Are you going to get naked too?” I realized I hadn’t seen him fully naked yet. He’d never taken off his clothes when he sucked me, and even in bed last night he’d had on a tank and a pair of sleep pants. “I want to see you.”
“Do you now?”
“Yes.”
“Get on the bed, lean back against the pillows, and spread your legs, but don’t you dare touch yourself. All you get to do right now is watch.”
“Are you always this demanding?”
“Always.”
“How do you know I’m going to obey you?”
“Because you’re dying to. You need someone to do this for you. You need someone to force you to let go and admit what you need.”
I felt like he could read my mind. It was crazy, but so was everything else that had happened between us. I could either fight it or accept it, and right then my body was screaming for acceptance.
He pulled the Badgers’ T-shirt he wore up and over his head, then tossed it on the floor. I admired his broad chest and the muscles of his arms. He kept himself in fine shape.