Chapter 56: Zero
[Music: Often By The Weeknd]
His words made my insides heat up because they weren’t just simple... they were layered with truth, and it delivered a blow in the most frustrating way possible. Suddenly, I think back to how he praised me in front of Jacob.
Were those true? Or was this just an act to toy with me?
"But this..." he resumed.
Heat sliced through me like knives burned on a high degree when his finger ran through the strap of my bra.
"No one gets to see this except me..."
I couldn’t form words because I don’t know what to think right now. It only got worse when his finger travelled to my cleavage down the dividing line of my breast like he was using the tip of a blade to open me up.
I should be scared.
But strangely, I wasn’t, utterly still for my liking, like my limbs had been rendered useless... under his spell.
My pulse raced faster when he traced down my stomach, in a perfect straight line that made it seem eerie.
"Have you ever thought about a piercing?" he asked, coiling his finger around my belly button. "Right here."
"Have you thought about one on your cock?" I countered, thankful I still have my tongue with me and not completely under his control.
A rough chuckle rolled off him. "If that’s what you want,"
I blinked, puzzled by his reply. As if...! This man was treated like a god in this city, and he acted like one. Everything he does is absolute, and there was no way he would care about the demands of anyone.
"Have a lovely evening, Don Salvero." I moved to leave, but his hand snatched the back of my neck and pulled me back with force.
"I’m not done with you, kitten."
"You are..." I hitched in breath, a bizarre storm taking over me when I felt the hardness pressing against my body.
"You picked a number, didn’t you?"
"Zero..." I stated. "Which means no spanks."
"Who said anything about spanking...?" he murmured hotly against my ear, and my stomach dropped instantly.
Wha—!
His belt came off with a speed I didn’t know he possessed. Next came the leather biting into my skin as he bound my wrist before my breath was knocked out of me when he pushed me against the lounger.
Zade dropped down to me like a fall of a mountain, and I felt a rush of exhilaration surge through me. The same reaction it drove when he went down on one knee at the jewelry store.
Seeing such a powerful man doing something as unbefitting of his status was a golden ticket I didn’t know was possible.
This was all kinds of wrong yet... I can’t escape the satisfaction it brought.
Zade pushed my bound hands above my head, hands gliding down, and I fought back a moan.
"W-What are you doing?" I asked in a raspy breath when he slid my panties off my legs as quickly as a fox.
He clasped them tightly in his hands and took a deep sniff, eyes closing in ecstasy as if he had been hit with the strongest drugs ever.
Jesus Christ—!
When he set his eyes on me, he looked feral, like a beast about to eat me alive.
"Let’s see if this is the water or the moisture of your juices." He raised his glasses above his head and flipped me over like I was nothing less than paper.
I groaned when my knees pressed into the lounger, the poor thing creaking stiffly from the sudden force. I heaved, unable to steady my breathing, still mortified over the fact that I had been flipped onto my hands and knees.
I shuddered when my legs were parted, and I angled my head to look behind, panic seizing me when I found Zade’s face directly at my pussy.
Oh... fuck!
"Go on, kitten, tell me to stop..."
Stop.
I should’ve said that out loud. My head shot forward when I felt his lips kiss my pussy.
"Bon appetit."
"W-Wait...Z-Zade—Ahh!" My head arched backward sharply when he licked me up in one swift move I saw stars.
"Fuck!" he cursed. "You taste fucking delicious."
"Zade..." I muttered between breaths.
"That’s my good girl. Keep saying my name," he purred.
He plunged in again, and my eyes rolled at the back of my head when he did that clean lick.
"I’m pleased..."
I quivered when he spoke against my pussy.
"You’re wet for me."
No!
"What do you have to say about this?"
"G-Get your face off my pussy, or I’ll fart in your face!"
Zade chuckled; the vibration it prompted through my body almost made me cum right there.
"What are you waiting for then...?" He kissed my butthole, and I flushed so hard I thought my face was gonna melt off.
I almost leaped away if he hadn’t braced his hands against my asscheeks.
"Stay still."
And then he ate me out like a starved beast, sucking hardly against my pussy until I was convinced that he was gonna actually devour me.
A strangled moan tore from my throat, a sound so thick I almost lost my voice.
I arched pussy further into his face, hyperventilating as a surge of sensations wrecked through my body, tears rolling down my cheeks as Zade didn’t ease up for a moment.
I felt a rise in me, assembling, teetering to be broken free from the edge, and the higher it got, the louder my moans were.
I hoist my lower body upwards until I could feel him breathing air into me. A bottomless shiver shook through me, and just when my brain was about to send a signal, Zade pulled his mouth away.
Disoriented, I’m forced down to my knees, my back pressing against a solid chest.
"Zero..." he muttered, voice thick and raspy.
He undid the belt around my wrist and released me, my body sinking into the lounger like I had been knocked over by a storm.
He tossed my panties at me and walked out without another word.
