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“Franco, no. I promised myself once I get on my feet, I’ll take care of them myself.”
He smirked. “Sure.”
“What did that mean?
Franco pulled back his tuxedo sleeve and stared at his expensive watch. “In about an hour, I have to handle some important business. You’ll be in attendance, of course.”
I ignored his statement. I had to get this off my chest. “Franco, my father and uncle are the San Antonio kingpins.”
He snickered as he leaned in, running his nose along my cheek, never breaking our gaze. “Thanks for telling me. I hoped you would. I almost opened that file this morning.”
“Yeah?” I moaned.
“Kennedy, my beautiful captive, your body’s betraying you right now. Are you wet for me, baby?”
Fuck, why did he have to sound like a porn star when he asked that question?
“Just to be clear, I don’t want you, but my body is begging for your touch. I’m so fucking horny I’ll let you take me from behind.”
His fingertips grazed my stomach as they moved lower, disappearing inside the split. His finger dipped into the side of my thong, brushing my swollen, needy clit.
“Franco, I’m so wet for you. I fucking hate it.”
A dark chuckle rumbled in his chest as he slid two fingers into my soaked pussy.
“I’ve fucked lots of women, but none of them has ever been this wet for me.”
My palms braced the counter as I slicked my tongue over my bronze lips and circled my pussy over his fingers. “I’m going to come,” I murmured.
He flashed a devilish smirk and removed his wet fingers. They disappeared into his mouth. My eyes widened.
“You said you don’t eat pussy.”
“I don’t.” He licked his fingers clean while I watched. “You taste so fucking good.”
A wave of pleasure washed over me as I came. “Oh, fuck. That felt so good.” A drunk smirk swept over my face.
“You naughty girl, you came,” he growled.
His hand disappeared in the split again, dipping into my panties. Franco caressed my soaked hole, then slipped his fingers from my pussy. They glistened in the light before he shoved them into his mouth.
His eyes hooded as he sucked, his wet fingers coated with my juices like a vampire tasting human blood for the first time.
I loved watching how high this man got off tasting me.
“Come on, I have to stay on schedule,” he said.
“Wash your hands first. I don’t want my pussy juice on strangers’ hands,” I stated, slipping into the first stall to clean up.
“I’ll wash off your scent only because I’m a selfish man who doesn’t share well with others. I don’t want anyone to get off on your scent. The next time I taste your pussy, I’ll bask in your scent all day.”
I wouldn’t ruin this moment. If he got strung out on my pussy, I wouldn’t stop him. Was it selfish of me to allow my captor to get me off?
***P***
Thirty minutes later, I laughed at the hundredth joke that held little humor. Why was everyone a comedian at these events?
Franco slipped his arm around my waist, pulling me against his chest. The move had to be for dramatic effect.
