Page 53 of Franco DeLuca


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My body turned to a ball of mush on the piano. His tongue slid in and out of my pussy.

I wasn’t thinking clearly.

“Franco, we’re moving too fast.”

“We aren’t,” he assured.

“Like I said before...” His tongue circled my clit, pushing me close to the edge again.

“...you’re mine.” Franco sucked my clit into his mouth, drawing another pleasurable moan from my body.

“All fucking mine, baby.” His hands squeezed my waist as he feasted on my clit.

I saw black spots as the room spun. “Franco,” I bellowed at the top of my lungs.

My toes curled and back arched as my fingers twirled in his hair, pulling his tongue into my pussy as I rode out another orgasm.

Squeezing my thighs, he stood. I blinked a few times, focusing on his handsome features. His face glistened with my juices. Franco wrapped his arms around me.

“You’ll sleep in my bed tonight.”

“Ok.” My fingers trailed down his back as I pressed my lips against his. He flinched. It would take time for Franco to feel comfortable with my hands touching his back. No one had touched him like they loved him in a long time.

“Your legs are still shaking.”

I smiled. “Not every day does a captor who doesn’t eat pussy want to please his captive. So he sacrifices and eats her pussy like he’s mastered the skill.”

He smiled. “I’d seen it done enough while watching porn. I just couldn’t see myself doing it. That is, until I met you.”

“Boss,” Bonnie called from outside the room.

I jumped at the sound of her voice. Shit, I didn’t want Bonnie to see my half naked body.

Franco grabbed my shorts off the floor.

The room smelled like sex, Franco’s expensive cologne, and my lavender body wash.

“Don’t come in. Kennedy isn’t decent.” He slid my shorts up my thighs and over my ass.

Did I ruin his piano? I hopped off the surface, peering back at the wet spot I left. Scanning the room, I searched for the Kleenex.

“Bonnie, come in,” Franco said.

Eyes wide, I peeked at the bulge in his slacks. “You should’ve gotten that under control first,” I whispered.

“Kennedy, you’re right.” He placed a hand over his cock.

Moving across the room at the speed of light, I snatched the box of Kleenex off the bar.

Bonnie averted her gaze. “Boss, we have Lungy’s location. We have to move fast.”

He clapped his hands together. “Great.”

And just like that, his bulge was gone. I wiped off the piano, then disposed of the tissue.

“Bonnie, you can look now,” I stated.

Her eyes darted between us. “Ettore owes me money. My poor husband was the only guy in the house who didn’t see you falling hard for Kennedy from the start.”

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