Dio X Pucci Novels & Stories

“Jeez, Mel. Our order isn't even here. Why the rush?” Just then, Silvio turned and started walking back toward us. When he reached the table, he pulled out a chair and sat down, leaning slightly toward Eva, his eyes staring intensely at her. One of the big men moved closer to stand a few feet away from us, arms crossed, watching everything. “I have some VIP tickets to DLuxe Premium Club, it just opened a few days ago,” he said smoothly. “You in?” “What?” Eva’s eyes almost bulged out of her head. “I heard about that place! Oh my God, I’m so in!” she said excitedly, almost jumping in her seat.

He chuckled, his eyes meeting mine from between my legs before licking his way down to my asšhole, forcing me to yelp. “What are you doing?” I asked with wide eyes while gripping his hair, forcing him off my dripping pūssy. “I’m tasting you, of course.” He replied, lowering his head again. My head fell back against the mirror again while I allowed him to slurp my wetness as if I was his favorite milkshake. “Dio mio.” (Italian for “Oh my God.”) I cried out in pleasure, but he pulled away, smacking my pūssy.

Pox went to his desk and turned on his computer. Ember followed him and stared down at the screen of his computer. Pox opened the documents and clicked a file entitled 'DD'. Pox sat on his chair while Ember is standing behind him. Pox inhaled. "Okay, so basically, DD is a doughnut shop, which means Dunkin' Doughnut," Pox said, sounding so proud of his discovery. He looked behind and stared at Ember’s frowned face. Ember shut her eyes and open them to glare at Pox. "Are you? Are you playing with me, Pox?" Ember exhaled. “Do you think that’s the evidence? A doughnut?” Ember pointed to his screen.

I pull the sheet off the bed, wrap myself in it, and race out of the room. There, at the top of the stairs, stands Dante. His lip is split and swollen. His knuckles drip blood onto the stairs. I can’t see his jacket anywhere, and his shirt is pulled part of the way open, exposing a triangle of fine, dark chest hair. My mouth falls open, and I rush to him. “What happened?” I demand. “You know that douche I punched?” He stares down at me, some unknowable emotion in his eyes. I nod. “Turns out the douche had friends.” Dante wipes the blood off his lip. “Biker friends. So I had to convince them Piacere wasn’t their kind of club.”

It looked even more intimidating up close. “Suck this one better,” Dex said, voice low and rough with want. I nodded, heat rushing through my entire body. I leaned forward, wrapping one hand around the thick base, and took him into my mouth. He was so big I could only manage the head at first, but I sucked gently, swirling my tongue around the tip. “Fuck yes,” Dex groaned deeply, licking his bottom lip. One of his hands came down to rest on the back of my head, not pushing, just holding. “That’s so good, Nico…”

Asher’s body quaver, convulsing on the bed, lifting and trying to slip my grasp while still gripping the sheet and rubbing his cock against the mattress. "You act shitty, but you're so full of my cum." His breathing becomes loud and moan increase m "I'll load inside your ass and push it deep into your stomach with my fingers." His ass squeeze me, pulling my cock so tight my eyes went hazy. "Your ass will eat up my fingers whenever I fill it with my cum." "Yuhyysss." "You like it?" He rubbed against me and I start thrusting faster. "I do, too... You’ll be branded by me. Become mycum-shop."

"TAKE IT ABI! FUCKING TAKE ALL MY COCK!! YOU WERE MADE FOR ME!! THE PERFECT FIT. THE PERFECT PUSSY FOR MY BIG FAT FUCKING COCK!!! I'M GOING TO FUCK YOU FOR THE REST OF OUR LIVES!!!" "YES BABY! FUCK MY PUSSY! DON'T STOP! DON'T EVER STOP!!! OH FUCK, I'M CUMMING AGAIN BABY!!! CUMMING ON YOUR BIG, FAT, PERFECT COCK!! OH MORE GIO! GIVE ME MORE!!! I WANT EVERY DROP!!! CUM FOR ME GIO! FUCKING CUM INSIDE MY STUFFED PUSSY!! FILL MY CUNT WITH ALL THAT CUM!! EMPTY THOSE BIG, BEAUTIFUL BALLS IN MY TIGHT PUSSY, BABY! FUCKING FUCK!!! MORE GIO, GIVE ME MORE!!!! I'M CUMMING AGAIN!!!! I CAN'T STOP CUMMING, MY LOVE! CUM WITH ME, GIVE IT TO ME, GIO!! GIVE ME MY MANS CUM!!! EMPTY THOSE BALLS, BABY!! LET ME HAVE

He directed those who were there and fielded a few phone calls. Domenico showed up late in the afternoon, with what looked like a case of sports drink under one arm and a duffel bag in the other. Marco took the case from him, and he passed by, not even looking at me as he headed to the crowd of men who were playing a game of poker. From what I could tell the one named Joey was winning handily, so much that the others were claiming that he was cheating. They were right.

Fetching out a tumbler, he brought a bottle of whiskey and filled half glass for himself. He took a sip just as his phone dinged and he brought it out to see that he has been credited, he dropped the phone and took another sip but the ringtone started blaring and he picked up the phone again to see an unknown caller. Answering it, he heard from the other end, “El Diablo, can we see tonight? I have a business proposal for you.”

Luther remarked as he finally turned towards her direction. Dawn smiled delightfully "I could say the same Mr. Luther" "Nonsense! Call me father" he demanded. She chuckled lightly. "I've missed you too, father" Irked, Amanda scoffed and pressed down her satin dress "If you don't mind, can we proceed? these Gucci plumps are starting to hurt" she chipped in, chancing a dubious glance at Dawn who only feigned a smile. "Why don't we move to the table then?" Luther suggested, leading them into the dining room.