Lahat ng Kabanata ng Sin: Ninety Days With The Sorvino Don: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

***SINCLAIR'S POV***Summer Jones or whatever her fucking name is will be the death of me. She gets me so feral that I always want to fuck her. I don't hide the fact that I want to always fuck her and although she doesn't make things easier for me, she still spreads her legs willingly. To think a man hadn't claimed her virgin pussy before me is unbelievable. Letting her go would be a tough one and I know that. "Mr. Sin," Matteo says walking towards me as I approach him with my briefcase. "Where is Michelle?" I ask raising my brow as if I expect him to be keeping her. He shrugs before saying, "Maybe having breakfast?" he demands taking my briefcase and standing straight. "Go ahead, I need to have a word with her before we leave," I say and he nods his head agreeably. Walking into the breakfast room, I find Michelle biting on a croissant, pressing on her phone as well. Pissed off, I walk over to her frowning. "Good morning, Sin," she says as I drop a quick kiss

***SUMMER'S POV***Smokey spent a whole five minutes telling me about his worst fears and for a man like him to say that to me, I knew he was right, considering how reserved he is. "What's now?" he demands holding me in his arms. "I miss you both but I can't leave Mr. Sin, he will track us down and that's a breach of contract on my part," I confess, my eyes twitching. I bury my face in Smokey's chest and sob gently. "Stop crying, little girl, you know I hate tears," he murmurs, and Gunner pulls me to his side. His fresh cologne and aftershave waffles my nostrils and I look up at him as he holds either side of my face. "Summer, we will get you out of this," Gunner promises. I nod. He removes a phone from his pocket and slips it into my gown's pocket, zipping it close. "That is a burner phone. Smokey and mine's number are registered in it, honey, we will give you a call when we have a new place to call home," he finishes. "Thank you," I reply. "Is the bast

***MATTEO'S POV***I'm so pissed off at Michelle right now that when she walks past me after I've warned her not to do so, I swirl her into my arms and bend her over the couch, spanking her soft buttocks. "You can't do that, Matt," she cries out, trying to escape from me. She wouldn't unless I said so. "You are going to be quiet for me or I will make the strokes harder," I warn spanking her again. When she groans, I feel her rubbing her pussy together, making me know she is enjoying this. "Did you see the guys Summer met earlier?" I ask one last time, waiting to see if she responds honestly or not. "No! I swear it," she blurts out. When I spank beneath her thigh on the soft tender flesh, Mich wails in pain. "Please, Matt, stop! You are hurting me," she cries out more and I know that she isn't lying to me. Taking a step back, she slumps against the chair, shaking with tears and covering her face from me. I reach out to her but she yanks backward, making m

***SUMMER'S POV***I'm going to have my first cock in my mouth and to say I am nervous a little thing about how I feel. Closing my eyes, I wish I had some experience with this. 'Shut the fuck up, Summer,' I warn myself as I wrinkle my thoughts at having another cock in my mouth, other than Sin's own. I had indeed felt a pang of jealousy when Sin had said he was going on a date and that, indeed, he was in search of his wife. I must really have been in a lust bubble because it felt like cold water had been splashed on me and as I shivered, it was impossible to even reconnect with myself. "Tongue out, Summer, I will split your jaw if you grate my cock with your teeth," Sinclair warns, his hands slipping into my hair and holding it tight. Obeying, I wait for Sin's cock. His thick cock bubbles before my face, and I catch my breath at its girth. Watching it grow until beads of precum are hanging around it makes my throat tighten. "I don't know..." I start complain

***SIN'S POV***The night continued as planned and since Jasmine confessed to me, she has been relaxed as we sit together, talking about discreet things. "His name is Garrett and he is one of Dad's enemies," Jasmine says. "He is against your dad and you got pregnant for him?" I ask in bewilderment and Jasmine gestures for me to shut up. "Please, you need to calm down, dad doesn't know who is the father of my baby yet. I guess that is where his frustration comes from. It stems from the fact that he can't pin this baby on anyone to father. And the horror of me giving birth in his house? Yes, it's terrifying," she grits out. "What do you want now?" I ask, waiting to hear what Jasmine has to say. "Give me enough time to elope, please?" Garrett is ready to take me in but I need to make it out of town with him in two weeks. That is the only window of escaping I have now," Jasmine pleads with her eyes. I stare at her for a long time, watching how young she really i