Devil's Advocate: A Dark Mafia Romance (Devil's Playground Book 1) Vivi Paige (howl and other poems txt) 📖

she gasped up at me. “Hiding what a dirty girl you are under all those fancy clothes and your law degree. I’m starting to think it was worth being arrested for murder just to get a taste of your tight little cunt.”

Sophie’s eyes squeezed shut as a strangled sob forced its way out of her mouth. I silenced her by mashing my lips on top of her own. Despite her protests, she gave as good as she got. I pulled away from her and slapped her cheek smartly.

“Get up.” I dragged her up by her hair and unfolded from the chair. I pushed her ahead of me to stumble down the hall toward her bedroom. Once we crossed the threshold I shoved her against the wall, pressing her cheek to the painted drywall. “Stay.”

I grabbed her skirt and yanked it down around her ankles, baring the sweet roundness of her ass. The skin on her cheeks blazed bright red from the spanking. I could even see the outline of my hand left behind on her pliant flesh.

I yanked her panties off and spread her cheeks wide. Sophie moaned, fingers splayed wide against the wall curling into claws. I ran my finger through her crack, tickling the outside of her dark star. It puckered under my attention, eliciting a chuckle.

“Oh yeah, I’m going to bust this cute little asshole.” Sophie whimpered, her body trembling like a leaf in the wind. “Have you ever taken it up the ass before, Sophie?”

“N-no,” she said, after hesitating a second too long for me to believe her.

“I think you’re lying to me, Sophie.” I slapped the inside of her thighs until she yelped. “Spread those legs. Know your role.”

Sophie’s heels clopped on the floor as she stretched them out wider.

“That’s my girl.” I licked my finger and inserted the tip gently into her ass. Sophie’s nails dug into the wall as her hair fell before her eyes, obscuring her features. “Open up for me. Come on, girl. That’s it.”

I worked my finger all the way up to the second knuckle with ease. Sophie’s little gasps and grunts only served to spur me onward. I stepped back from her until my arm was only slightly bent.

“Get the rest of your clothes off, Sophie,” I growled.

With trembling hands, she doffed her sports coat. She fumbled with the buttons to her long-sleeved shirt. I made it hard for her by wriggling my finger around inside of her.

“C’mon, get the lead out. I don’t have all fucking day.”

“I-It would be easier if you’d take your finger away,” she groaned.

“Ain’t gonna happen,” I laughed. “In fact…”

I pumped my finger in and out of her tender little orifice. Sophie groaned, nearly toppling over but for the wall holding her up. She finagled her shirt open as I finger fucked her ass.

“The bra too, come on.” I slipped my other hand up between her legs and pried her pussy lips open. “You’re dripping wet from being violated in the ass. You’re a dirty girl, aren’t you Sophie?”

“Fuck you,” she moaned.

“No, fuck you,” I corrected. I pushed my finger into her greedy, eager cunt and exulted in the slippery soft feel. My fingers rubbed against each other through the thin membrane of skin separating them.

Sophie gasped, bending over at the waist. One hand slapped against the wall as her mouth flew open.

“I don’t see that bra on the floor, bitch.” I pumped my fingers in alternating fashion. Sophie returned to her struggles, unhooking her bra at last.

“Fuck!” she screamed as her pussy gushed, spurting around my impaling fingers.

“You’re so much fun, Sophie. Your body was made for my pleasure.”

She glared down at me, face flushed with ecstasy.

“Get over on the bed.” I stood up, removing my finger from her pussy. I kept my finger buried in her ass, though. I used this handhold to force walk her over to the bed. “Get up there, come on.”

She crawled onto the bed, body trembling.

“Head down, ass up… that’s my girl.” Sophie obeyed, adopting the proscribed position. I removed my finger at last. I fished my throbbing cock out of my pants and laid the head between her cheeks. “Feel that? Know what it is?”

She whimpered. I slapped her ass firmly and she cried out sharply.

“What is it? Tell me.”

“Y-your cock…”

“That’s right. And where is it going?”

“Don’t make me say it,” she pleaded.

“You’re not in charge. Now tell me, where’s it going?”

“I-in my ass,” Sophie groaned.

“That’s right.”

I used her pussy juice and my own saliva to lube up my cock, then shoved the head into her dark star. Sophie’s hands clutched the sheets, yanking free one corner. Slowly, I forced her to take my entire length until my balls slapped her cunt.

“There we go,” I said through gritted teeth. “Your ass feels great around my cock. Now, beg me to fuck your ass, Sophie.”

“No…” she wailed.

“You want it, don’t you?”

“Yes…”

“Then beg for it.”

“P-please fuck my ass, Indro.”

“Well, far be it from me to refuse a lady’s request.” I grasped her hips, fingers digging into her pliant flesh, and slammed myself into her ass. Sophie pressed against me in sudden relief. She arched her spine to smooth my ingress into her bottom.

I thrusted my hips into her, slapping our flesh together. My eyes watered as I tried to hold back my impending cum. I wanted to violate her thoroughly before I did.

“Scream for me, Sophie,” I cried. Her mouth flew open as she came like a madwoman. I filled her up with my jizz as I groaned out my own climax.

“Good girl,” I said, crawling into bed with her. I curled my body around her own and cradled her close to me. “Good girl, Sophie. Don’t go pointing guns at me anymore, huh?”

Sophie squirmed back into me and wept softly. She held my hand tight while she did it, though.

I was starting to wonder if maybe I was getting too involved. As usual, I wound up being right.

Chapter Twenty-Six

Sophie

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