My father sold me to the Mafia King novel Chapter 384

Chapter 384: 384/Scream for Me, My Beautiful Rebel

Chapter 385

Jake’s point of view

The muscles of my body locked and turned to iron under the weight of this agonizing, sadistic torment. Boldly, she reached down and worked the button of my wet trousers open, letting them slide down to pool around my ankles on the floor. My dick sprang completely free, fully engorged and menacingly thick, pulsing with thick veins as it loomed right against her nakedness.

She lifted and wrapped her leg boldly around my waist, pressing the hot, slick lips of her soaking pussy directly against the head of my dick from the outside. She slammed her pelvis into mine, grinding and callously crushing her weight against me in hard, circular, and unrelenting thrusts that shook my entire foundation. Pre-cum and her own wetness overflowed between us, washing away with the steaming shower water, while my breathing turned into a frantic, manic sprint with every heavy point of friction that scorched my core and demanded full entry.

I was panting in helpless, bitter torment. I clamped my hands firmly over her wet, slick hips, trying to forcefully push her up and split her thighs apart so my dick could plunge inside her, but she curbed my aggression with a terrifying, unyielding authority. She accelerated the pace of her grinds, callously pressing her entire weight down to crush her swollen clit against my shaft in a relentless, brutal rhythm that drove my senses into absolute savagery.

As the heat pushed past the point of no return, a violent spasm racked her naked body. She let out a fractured cry as her screaming climax suddenly ruptured, pouring her scalping release heavily over my skin and manhood in hysterical, rhythmic contractions that paralyzed her senses. Yet, she left me completely suspended burning alive in the molten crater of my own unfulfilled, aching desire, utterly submissive to the laws of my cruel, rebellious teacher.

I remained frozen in place like a statue, the muscles of my chest and the thick veins in my neck heaving with a frantic, animalistic violence beneath the downpour of hot water. The steam did nothing to extinguish the roaring flames consuming my insides. Her soft, naked body still rested its heavy, soaked weight against my torso, her head slumped helplessly onto my broad shoulder as she drew shaky, shallow breaths after the shattering climax that had just wrecked her entire being.

I stared at her beautiful, wet face and her green eyes, which had closed in a dazed, heavily intoxicated state of ecstasy.

Even though her intense release had ended and her body had stilled, my dick was still throbbing with a metallic, agonizing hardness aching with the brutal pain of the deprivation she had callously inflicted upon my masculinity.

I ground my teeth with a toxic, ruthless passion that flooded my veins. Viciously, I clamped my fingers onto the thigh wrapped around my waist, squeezing her flesh hard enough to leave deep crimson marks as the blood rushed back to the surface. I jerked her face upward, callously forcing her to look directly into the madness consuming my eyes.

"You got exactly what you wanted, your punishment, and you thoroughly enjoyed watching me break, you sadistic, beautiful bitch," I rasped, my voice low and dripping with a lethal promise of ruin. "But my hell hasn’t even begun yet. And I am absolutely not leaving this goddamn shower carrying this blistering, agonizing tension inside my core because of you."

A faint, exhausted, and incredibly provocative smile stretched across her lips. Wicked mien defining her features, she callously tried to shift her pelvis back a few millimeters, attempting to maintain her rule of deprivation and play with my frayed nerves. But I wasn’t about to grant her that luxury.

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