She touched me, still in awe of all the metal attached to my dick. Then her thumb grazed the barbell pierced through my urethra and out of the underside behind the head. “What kind of piercing is this?”
“The bars up my shaft are called a Jacob’s ladder.” I clutched her wrist and moved her fingers over them. “See how they look like a ladder?”
“Yeah.” She wet her lips as she studied my cock. “I see that.”
“And this one...” I brushed her thumb over the head. “Is a Prince Albert.”
“I’ve heard of that,” she whispered.
I put my hand on her head and pushed her forward. “Suck on the tip. See how it feels.”
I liked she was naive. It was adorable and kind of sexy. I also liked that I got to teach her.
So did my brothers.
She was ours now.
Before Nico went to New York to get closer to her, none of us wanted anything to do with her. But she was growing on us. Not so much Dante, though. He still hated her but disliked most people as a general rule.
Usually, I did, too.
But I liked her.
Shame we were using her as bait. And if she failed to show her loyalty to my family, she would end up like her father.
Ava rolled her tongue over the tip of my cock, staring up at me with her eyes growing wider as she licked the ball on the metal bar. “This feels good for you?”
I nodded, resting my hand on the back of her head. “Suck my cock, baby.” Then, licking my lips, I took her hand and helped her stroke my shaft. “Look at what you’re doing to me.”
She took more of me into her mouth and flattened her tongue on my shaft. I groaned because fuck, it felt good. It was physically impossible for her to take all of me, but she swallowed most of me down her throat. I knew when she felt the barbells for the first time because her big eyes got even wider.
I leaned back in the chair and watched her pretty plump lips wrap around my cock. “I’m so close, baby.” I fisted her hair, my strokes getting more aggressive as the ache built inside me. “Fuck, don’t stop.”
Seconds later, my cock pulsed, and a tremor shook through my body as I filled her mouth with my cum. Ava stared at me with her cheeks puffed out. Some of my cum glistened on her pretty pink lips.
I traced my thumb across her lip. “You need to swallow, baby.”
Like a good girl, she listened.
I patted my thigh. “Get up here and ride my face.”
Ava rose from the floor, and I lifted her onto my lap. Then I hit the recliner button on the chair. She chuckled as we moved backward, our chests pressed together.
“Whoa! I wasn’t expecting that.”
I winked. “Bet you weren’t expecting a lot of things tonight.”
She stared at the tongue ring I tapped against my teeth to tease her. I reached into my pocket and removed my knife, cutting a straight line up her right thigh.
“Angelo,” she groaned. “I won’t have any clothes if you keep cutting them off me.”
I stripped off her skirt and threw it on the chair beside us. “I prefer you naked, anyway.” I shoved the blazer over her shoulders. “Ditch the rest of your clothes if you want to keep them.”
She chuckled. “Stefan will have to buy more clothes for me at the rate you’re going.”
Ava chucked her blazer onto the seat next to us, adding her shirt to the pile. She straddled my lap in only her bra and panties. They were black and lacy with a pink bow at the center.
I shook my head and snickered. “Fucking Stefan.”