Broken Beginnings (The Moretti Crime Family 3)

“Tell me then. I want to know.” Her fingers feather across my skin. “What would you do to me, Lucca?”

If that isn’t the million-dollar question?

“The one question you should ask is: what I wouldn’t do to you.” I stop myself from touching her, running my fingers through her tousled hair, and rolling her under me, and ravaging her. “If I had it my way, I would use your mouth however I see fit. I would hold your head in place and fuck your face, choking you with my thick cock. I’d make you gag, maybe even throw up, but I wouldn’t stop. No matter how much you cried or begged or pushed me away. I would just keep using you like a fuck toy because that’s what I do. I take until there is nothing left to take. Is that what you want? For me to use your mouth?”

The room falls silent. So silent, I don’t even hear her breathing.

“Okay,” she whispers so low that it only just meets my ears, and for a long time, I’m sure I’ve heard wrong. Did she just say okay?

“Okay,” she repeats, louder this time with more confidence. “I want you to.”

Christ.

Dumbfounded, I stare into the darkness of the room. I told her what I want from her to scare her off, not so she would offer it to me on a goddamn silver platter. It’s like she pushes, I push back, and she shocks me by shoving me back.

When I don’t make a move, Claire moves her leg up, so her knee is almost touching my rock-hard dick. Her wet pussy glides against my skin, and my balls are so tight, I could explode from that feeling alone.

It takes every fucking ounce of self-restraint I have to push her away.

“Get off me,” I growl at her.

“No.” Defiance leaks into that single word.

As I pull her arm aside, she digs her nails into my abdomen, making me hiss out in pain. Like a little kitten, she scratches me, clawing at me. Fighting me.

“I want you. I want you to use me.”

Her voice cracks, and so do I. I snap right down the middle.

“Shut up! You don’t want this!” I’m full on screaming now, anger and need making it almost impossible to hold on to my sanity. I don’t want to lose control. I don’t want to hurt her, but she won’t stop. She’s poking a bear, and I’m about to attack.

I lose the last shred of willpower I have when her small hand moves south to my cock. She wraps her slender fingers around the shaft, and my chest tightens. There’s still a thin layer of fabric between us, but it’s enough to drive me insane. My hips thrust into her hand involuntarily, my body craving her touch like the earth craves the sun.

“Please,” she whimpers, almost as if she is feeling just as desperate.

In one swift move, I lift my hips and rip down my shorts, letting my cock spring free. I let go of Claire’s arm, so I have both hands available to grab her head and pull her mouth to my cock. I’m a starved man, and she is the meal I’ve been waiting for.

“Open up,” I order, my voice distorted.

I drag my thumbs across her cheeks, making certain she is listening to me. When I find her mouth wide open, I pull her down, groaning when her hot mouth swallows the head of my cock. As soon as her tongue runs along the underside of my dick, I lose control. I thrust my hips up, keeping my hands on her head. The tip of my cock hits the back of her throat, and she makes a loud gagging sound. Her tiny hands press flat against my thighs, and any second now, she’s going to come to her senses and realize how fucked up I am. How little I care, even for her.

“I told you. I fucking told you what would happen,” I grit through my teeth as I fuck her mouth furiously.

I don’t let her adjust. I don’t let her talk or even breathe.

All that matters right now is my pleasure.

I’m both glad and disappointed that the lights are off. I don’t want her to see me like this. But I want to see her choke on my dick. I want to see the spit dribble down her chin, and the tears stain her cheeks. I want to see how dirty this little girl can get.

My balls pull together, and a distinct tingle forms in the back of my spine. I’ve never come this fast before, but I’ve never had Claire’s mouth either. It’s hot and wet, and her whimpers as I take from her like a beast intensify my pleasure.

“I’m going to come. I’m going to fill your throat with cum, and you are going to take it all, my beautiful fuck toy. You’re going to swallow every single drop,” I demand as I keep pumping into her fiery mouth.