The Devil I Crave (Devil's Knights 2)

“My God, baby.” He licked his lips. “You fucking kill me.”

Luca pulled down his zipper and whipped out his big cock, stroking his length. I leaned forward to touch him, and he swatted at my hand. He mumbled something I couldn’t understand to his business associate and then stripped my shorts and panties off without warning.

Luca pressed his palm to my stomach, and I leaned back on my elbows, giving him the full view. His careful appraisal of my body set my skin on fire, heat rolling off my skin in waves. When he looked at me like this, I wanted to tear off his clothes and beg him to claim me. And judging by the look on his face, he was about to do just that.

His fingers branded my skin as he slowly inched his way up my thigh. A crazed look flickered in his blue irises before he bent forward and licked his lips.

“Can you be quiet, baby?” Luca whispered with his mouth inches from my pussy.

His breath fanned across my skin, driving me fucking crazy. How could I say no?

“Yes,” I muttered.

He raised his finger to his mouth and said, “Shh,” right before he rolled his tongue over my aching clit.

A whimper slipped from my lips.

He stopped licking me and looked up with a disapproving look. He shook his head, warning me to stay quiet, then dove back in, licking me straight down the middle. I gripped the edge of the desk and arched my back, needing more of his tongue. He gave me soft, tentative licks, his tongue driving inside me as he devoured me.

Luca was like a hungry animal, taking turns sucking on my clit and lapping up the juices between my slick folds. He lifted my thigh, dropped it over his shoulder, and thrust two fingers inside me. I clamped my hand over my mouth to stifle my screams, trying my best to keep the men on the phone from hearing me.

“Mr. Salvatore,” one man said, and Luca tortured me by pulling his head back.

He spoke in Chinese, then nodded his head as the men responded. Another man joined the call, giving Luca a reprieve. He glanced up at me with my cum coating his full lips, giving me one of the sickest smiles I’d ever seen. His blue eyes were wide and intense, a look so crazy in them I thought he’d snapped. But when he ravaged me again, licking me from front to back, tasting every inch of me, I didn’t care if he’d gone full-blown psychopath as long as he made me come.

I moaned, unable to control myself, and he reached up to cover my mouth with his hand. I screamed against his skin, my teeth scraping his flesh. When I hit the peak of my climax, my entire body trembled. He shoved a third finger inside me, spreading me open. I tugged on his short hair as I rode out my orgasm. A wild and intense wave of pleasure shot down my arms and thighs.

After my body stopped convulsing, he sat back and lowered my thigh to the desk. My hunter stared back at me with carnal hunger. Again, it was his turn to speak on the call, and he muttered words in Chinese for a solid minute before he turned his focus back to me.

I slid off his desk and dropped to my knees between his spread thighs. His chest rose and fell as I took his cock in my hand, stroking his long length. He tilted his head back against the chair, his fingers massaging my scalp as he pulled my head closer. I stuck out my tongue to lick to the tip. His lips parted as our eyes met, and then he shoved my mouth onto him, forcing me to take all of his impressive length.

I sucked his cock like it was an Olympic sport, making him groan and squirm. He fisted my hair like a savage, grabbing my curls so hard my scalp burned as I hummed on his cock.

“Fuck, baby,” he whispered, doing his best to be quiet.

He entered the conversation again, leaning over to talk into the speaker, which forced more of him down my throat. After he finished speaking, he bent down and whispered against the shell of my ear. “Keep this up, and I’m going to tear up your pussy.”

I moaned in response.

“You like that, my dirty girl? Hmm?” Luca tugged on my curls, the heat from his breath on my earlobe. “You want me to punish you for being bad?”

I answered him with my eyes, peeking up at him with his big cock pushing out my cheeks. Luca slid my hair off my forehead, so he could watch me choke on his length. He tightened his grip right as his legs shook, his orgasm working its way through his body. He arched his hips, and I’d never felt so full of him in my life.