Evil didn’t stop. He kept on fucking her. Holding her body in position as he took her harder and faster. She was so close, and as he thrust in deep, telling her he was spunking, Noelle fell over the edge, and they orgasmed together.
Feeling him inside her, the pleasure seemed more intense. She didn’t want him to stop. There was only so much she could take before she had no choice but to stop touching herself.
Evil kissed her ankle.
“Have I told you lately how incredible you are?” he asked.
She smiled and shook her head. “No, you haven’t.”
He kissed her again. “Well, you are.”
Noelle watched as he started to ease out of her body. He groaned, and she gasped as he put his fingers to her cunt.
“Just how dirty are you willing to go?” he asked.
She knew what he wanted, and she opened her mouth. He put his fingers to her mouth, and she sucked his cum from them, swallowing it down.
“Is that how dirty you like?” she asked.
“Fuck me,” he said.
“I don’t know if you’re ready for round two.”
She wriggled out from beneath him, feeling his cum spill downthe inside of her thighs, but she didn’t care. “How dirty do you want me to go?” Noelle asked.
Bending in front of him, she took his flaccid cock into her mouth and sucked himto the back of her throat. She tasted them both together.
At first, he shook alittle from what she could only imagine was the sensation of post-cum.
Noelle didn’t stop, and Evil didn’t tell her to. She worked him until he was rock hard once again, and the moment he was ready, he grabbed her hair and moved her into position so she was on her knees. Within seconds, he was balls deep inside her.
The mirror that wasdirectly over his bed allowed her to see so much, and yet, not enough. Evil looked at her through the mirror and lifted her, wrapping his fingers around her neck, and this time, from the right angle, she was able to see him fucking her.
His cock worked in and out of her. “That’s what I can see. Look at how beautiful you are. Taking my cock like a good girl.”
She rocked back against him, turning her head and looking into his eyes.
She would always be his good girl. Noelle was never like this with anyone else, just with him. Evil made her feel safe. He made her feel desired, and above all else, he made her feel wanted.
That was all she had ever desired.
Loved.
She tensedup as Evil grabbed her hard, holding her in place as he continued to fuck her.
Noelle had given up on the notion of love. Love was for fairytales. Evil didn’t do love.
She wasn’t going to risk rejection. Even though it hurt to know she was never going to be loved.
ChapterSeven
Evil hung up his cell phone as Noelle entered the room carrying two cups of coffee. They were at his casino, and he had yet to get a fully detailed report of how much the mafia knew. The longer it took, the higher the chance they knew a great deal of shit.
“You look angry,” she said.
“He needs more time.” Something didn’t sit right with him, though. His guy never needed more time.
“You could use me as bait,” Noelle said. She put his coffee on the desk, sipping at hers. The bruises on her face had all but disappeared. Just a few specks of yellow that unless he really looked at her, he couldn’t see.