My Pretty Angel

Amelia's POV

He just looked at me with an amused grin, washed his hands, reached me, then pressed me against him, his hands wrapped around my waist. He lowered his face and locked lips with mine, but it didn't last.

I got even hungrier when he let go of me. I'm going to get addicted to his mouth. I already know.

“I'm dying to, it would be so damn rewarding for me, but these things take time, baby girl. It's when you're least expecting it, actually.”

“Like when?” I sounded more impatient than I had hoped. He's the one that literally seeked me out for weeks to be making me look so desperate.

“I promise. It will be worth it the first time I honour your delicious pussy with my cock. This is also your duty as my sugar baby by the way, to watch me cook.”

I looked over him. Tons of ingredients. I didn't even know he could cook. I'm surprised.

“I don't want to watch alone. I want to participate as well.”

He gave me a doubtful look before he asked the following question.

“Can you even cook?”

“Yes.” No, I can't cook to save my soul.

“Okay, come here.” He picked me up like I was weightless and dropped me on the island, right next to the gas cooker.

“So, let's make broth first.” He was doing a lot of interesting stuff, but I was no longer interested. I was eyeing this man naked. He didn't have his shirt on.

I just, I couldn't concentrate. I couldn't wait. I don't want to wait. I want him.

I was wearing a shirt with buttons, so I started undoing them slowly, lustfully sizing him up. I removed all the buttons and took it off. All this while he was so invested in whatever the fuck he was doing. When he finally faced me, he paused.

He didn't stare at my face for more than one second. His eyes went straight to my breasts and they immediately darkened, his Adams apple bubbling in a way that drove me more insane than I was supposed to drive him apparently.

He rushed me, with a low curse under his breath. He seized my next breath, sending his tongue down to the depths of my throat. God, this man can kiss. He ate and devoured my face. Words couldn't describe what he did to me, how he ruined me right in that moment.

He sucked my tongue, licked my whole mouth. I couldn't fucking breathe.

“God. You don't want me to humiliate you, baby girl. You don't want me to brand you with my cum. You want to run away from this agreement. You're testing me.”

I shook my head, losing air in my lungs as he had his full tongue blocking my airways.

“I don't..I don't want to run away. I want you to brand me.” I literally begged desperately even though I couldn't breathe.

He broke off the kiss when I was just at the brink of passing out, and he started raging.

“Fine. Take it off. Take it fucking off!” He turned off the gas as I unclasped my bra and let it fall, my full breasts naked, wind slapping.

“Get down and take it off.” He was referring to my panties, so I threw myself down and did as ordered, scared out of my mind. He took my panties, inhaled, groaned and dropped them on the counter. I was completely naked.

He looked at me like he couldn't get enough, then he wrapped his hand around my throat and kissed me again, biting on my lips with anger, to cause pain. He sank his teeth deep into the flesh of my lower lip, and he sucked my blood like a fucking vampire.

This is the most exciting evening of my life.

Until he snatched his lips away and pushed me off him as if he was suddenly possessed by something. His eyes were so black, they went soulless.

He grew bigger in my eyes, or maybe I started to feel small as he tried to grab me, so I took to my heels even though I had no reason to. I didn't make it long anyway before he caught me, dragged me and threw me on the ground.

He walked away, proceeding to stand right in front of the kitchen counter while I struggled to get over what the fuck just happened.

“Come to me. On all fours.” He ordered, looking deathly serious. On the other hand, it took me a little over a second to understand.

“What?”

“Crawl. You can't crawl? You're too spoiled to fucking crawl to me?” His voice was too deep and too scary, even for me.

Oh my God. No man I've been with has ever told me to crawl in my life. I couldn't believe it. I was so naked, so horny, so out of it. When I obeyed and got on my knees and started crawling, he rewarded me with hunger flashing through his eyes, and I so loved to be prey.

I so shamelessly crawled, I was beginning to actually enjoy it. I felt the sudden urge to want to serve this man. Just crawling as per his demands and I was already losing my mind.

“You caused this.” He said once I reached him, now on my knees.

“What–”

Then he started unbuckling his pants, pulling at his belt rather aggressively and impatiently. His bulge was so big, so prominent, I swallowed.

I had a feeling that seeing this man completely naked would totally ruin my life.

Then his pants dropped, and his fat, huge cock sprang out, curved and very pretty.

Yeah, life is officially ruined. My mouth watered, but not in a good way.

Fear instantly enveloped me as he reached for it and started stroking slowly, then aggressively. It was such a sight.

The faces he made, the sounds that came out of him, for fucks sake.

Then he put it right in my face, my mouth basically.

“Suck. I can at least give you that, you fucking hungry girl.” Jesus Christ. I felt his voice move around me from deep inside me. It's huge.

No way in hell was that thing not tearing my throat, my damn uvula, I don't even want to find out.

“Oh my God, I–i can't…” Again, I tried to run away, completely frightened this time but I felt his hands on my hair, grabbing onto it tightly and dragging me back to my original position. My chest heaved in…anticipation?

Wait..was I enjoying this? Why the hell am I fucking leaking? I liked how he was treating me? No. No. It can't be.

“Get back here!” He roared, stroking his cock again, holding me up by my hair and shoving his dick in my face again.

“You will take me, every torturous inch. Open your mouth. Open it.”

My vision blurred. It didn't take Einstein to know that tears were forming in my eyes. If I supposedly didn't want this, why did I part my lips right then?

Feeling the tip go in slowly, I calmed. I felt calm. I shut my eyes.

“You little girls like things bigger than you. I was trying to ease you into it–”

“Dane...” I moaned out, so damn happy and intoxicated, I couldn't believe myself.

Fuck, I sucked. I sucked until my mouth hurt while he sank in until he hit the back of my throat and pulled out, over and over like I was some toy he was having sadistic fun with.

“You think you're the only impatient one? I haven't fucked since the night I came to your father's place for the internship discussion. I'm hungrier than you. I'm hungry, so suck.”

It was sweet, delicious torture. He finally let me, so I licked from top to bottom, sucking his balls into my mouth momentarily while he cursed out loud.

I had both hands wrapped around him as I soon began the main aggressive sucking. I was in a very comfortable position, my gag reflex in perfect condition, so I went at it.

I was so desperate to prove a point, to drive the man insane for good measure.

He started groaning, his breathing all over the place, pulling at my hair even tighter. It was all in the nerves. The way his abs tightened, his whole body shook. He was losing his mind, just like I wanted.

“Fuck. Jesus, fuckkkkk!”

I opened my eyes, and he was staring down at me like he hated me, wearing all his dark emotions on his face.

“You're a fucking demon. I should've known.”

I didn't respond because I was obviously stuffed, but I locked eyes with him so intensely, he couldn't even look away. I seduced him to hell. He was calmer, entranced.

“Just look how beautiful you are.” His grip on my hair loosened a bit.

“My pretty angel…” He kept praising me as I shut my eyes back, getting off on it as well.

“Fuck, you're good. You're such a good girl. Should've stuffed my cock in your warm throat sooner.”

He sounded so frustrated at this point. Gosh, I was so full of him and he started pushing himself even deeper in ways I didn't expect. My eyes reddened, and drool started running out of both sides of my mouth. I became a hot mess.

“Go slower. You're killing me–” And that was the last thing he said before completely introducing me to nothing short of sadistic degradation.

He rammed himself deep inside me, completely destabilizing me, and he started fucking my throat faster than I thought possible, all by himself. I just knelt there, processing the shock.

“Shit. I lied. Let me fuck your throat real good and show you who's boss.”

Oh my God.