His thumb pressed harder against her lower chin. “That’s it, more or you won’t fit enough of me in your sweet, little mouth.”
Her heart rate soared higher than heaven. She obeyed his forceful command and groaned when the salty-sweet tip of his cock brushed over her lips.
“Lick the tip clean before you take the whole thing.”
She obeyed, her eyes falling closed. One hand palmed the weight of her head while the other fed his length past her lips. He hissed as inches of his cock dragged over her hot tongue. And when the tip hit the back of her throat he twisted a nipple between his fingers forcing her to gasp and moan for him.
The weight of Sevastyan’s cock pressed between her thighs, pinning her hips to the desk.
“Don’t do this.” She mouthed her whispered protest over the smooth heat of Matteo’s cock as he drew out. She couldn’t sleep with the enemy. Refused to give in to her lusts. But maybe just this once. If no one saw her failing, it wouldn’t count.
But they were not listening.
“Ruin that perfect red lipstick, brother, I want to see your cum dripping from those lips.” Sevastyan’s accent, thicker than Matteo’s, was sexy as hell with soft vowels smooth as silk. But it was the glint in his eyes that had her forgetting to breathe.
Matteo drove his fingers into her loose hair and held her head sideways. He pushed the veined, heavy length past her lips and sank deep into her mouth. She moaned and swirled her tongue over him. He pulled out to perch the tip on her lips a moment only to drive back in, tapping the back of her throat.
She looked up at Matteo and their gazes held tight as he swirled his salty-sweet juices over her lips before feeding her his thick shaft again and again.
“That’s a sweet birdie,” he hissed. “Fuck, that’s sexy. I’ve wanted your mouth for fucking ever. Swallow hard when I hit the back of your throat. Take me deeper, cariña. Deeper, I said.” He pushed her ability to take him, forcing tears from her eyes.
Warm kisses pressed against the sides of her thong and strong fingers slipped beneath the material. She clenched her thighs, trying to fight against the onslaught of need pouring through her but she couldn’t. Not with Sevastyan forcing her legs back open.
“Fuck her mouth harder,” Sevastyan ordered roughly. “She does not understand she has no control here.”
Matteo picked up pace, his shaft throbbing against her tongue. “Now. Swallow. Hollow those cheeks around me.” She did as instructed and gagged slightly around the thick, fat head of Matteo’s cock.
She moaned erotically, his large girth stretching her lips. The hand he gripped her hair with tightened as he drove in deeper, grew impossibly thicker.
She braced for the white-hot ropes of cum, knew he’d reached his end, but nothing could prepare her for the searing heat of him spilling over her tongue and down her throat.
His head fell back and he groaned so deeply it reached into her stroking her own desires higher.
Moments later he brought his gaze to hers and stroked a single tear slipping from the corner of her eye, brought it to his mouth, and licked the single drop clean. The move was so tender for a man so vicious looking it knocked her more off balance.
Matteo pulled his pleasured cock from her lips and turned her head toward Sevastyan.
Sevastyan’s face darkened. “Look how pretty she looks with her boss’s cum covering her lips.”
He punctuated each word by tapping a steady cadence up her bare thigh. The touch of cold steel against her heated skin sent powerful shockwaves to her core making her pussy clench.
So wound up with Matteo, she forgot about the real danger she was in.
Was he going to cut her heart out now and dispose of the body like she’d witnessed before between guests?
Sevastyan leaned his massive body closer until his heat mixed with hers, and that was when she noticed his true intention with the knife.
One by one, he sliced his way down her torso. He started at the top and cut through each thread of silk ribbon twinned through the hooks of her bodice.
“Do you want more?”