SEDUCING MY EX’s FATHER FOR REVENGE のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 51 - チャプター 60

“Stay quiet unless you want to be gagged.” He threatened and I shook my head. “Good girl,” he praised before he-I was submissive to him that it scared me at times. He lowered to my knees, intertwined our fingers, and spread me wider before licking her pussy with his tongue. I pushed my hips harder against his mouth, chasing and seeking my pleasure, his mouth felt so good and wanted more of it.He tilted my hips higher and scraped his teeth across my clit until I was dripping on his waiting tongue. His jaw scratched against my skin, and it only made me grind harder.“Such a needy little whore.” He grunt, and a the shivered crawled up mt spine at his dirty words. I knew to keep quiet as because I knew he could stop if I made any noise, pushing myself to his moving lips as he ate my pussy like an hungry man that hasn’t eaten in a long gone. Holding me still, he spat on my pussy before slowly inserting his middle finger. My wetness making it easy for him to push past my resisting muscle

“Good girl. You’re so fucking sexy.” Damien’s voice was rough with desire, his gaze dropping back to what he was doing between my legs. He picked a vibrator and started using to gently my clit, I was overstimulated and stupid to think that what he was doing earlier was too much because this was on another level. He pulled the vibrator away from me and thrusted the toy into me one more time, earning a loud moan from me and arched my back as my internal muscles pulsed around the intrusion.My body had barely finished spasming when Damien pulled the toy from me and tossed it aside. His eyes fell on me and he moved closer to kiss my hungrily, I kissed him back with the same fervor before he pulled away and put his hands in my mouth. “Suck on it,” he commanded and I did as he said, slowly sucking on it and tracing his finger like I would his dick. He pulled his hand out and opened my legs wider before leaning towards it and circling my clit twice, he took it between his teeth and sucked

I didn’t know how long I sat there, staring at the wall after Damien had stormed out of my room, I was still in shock and a part of me wanted him to come back. His reaction wasn’t unusual but it was unexpected and it bothered me more than I wanted to admit it. The way he had clenched his jaw and his eyes had darkened replayed in my head over and over again. Why did I even touch the scar? Why did I ask him about it? I should have known better. Damien wasn’t the type to share, not willingly. And yet, a part of me wanted to know. I wanted to break through the walls he kept around himself and I couldn’t figure out why. A knock at the door brought me out of my thoughts and for a minute, I considered ignoring whoever it was that was there, but something kept telling me that it could be him. I got up from where I was on the bed and walked to open the door and check. Standing on the other side was Damien, just like I had thought. He had an unreadable expression on his face and his lips wer

Waking up the, next day, I realized that the mansion was quiet- too quiet. It was unsettling. Damien, for all his brooding and commanding presence, had a way of filling the space just by being in it and with the lovely dinner we had last night, I had expected him to come knocking on my door this morning but he didn’t. Maybe he is still asleep?I got up from the bed, stretched my body while letting out a yawn before going to the bathroom to brush my teeth and get into better clothes. After I was satisfied with how I looked, I walked out of the room, in search of Damien but the house was empty. His absence made me restless. The staff that were cleaning the house didn’t offer any clues, either. When I asked one of the maids where Damien was, she simply said, “Mr. Damien left early this morning, Miss Amanda. He didn’t say when he’d be back.”I tried not to read into it. Damien was a man of many mysteries- maybe this was just another one. But as each hour passed with no sign or text from

“You didn’t hear wrong,” he let out, leaning into his chair and looking me dead in the eyes. “I was not employed to be your servant or errand girl,” I said to him, making sure to keep my voice curt. “I know that’s not what you were employed for,” he let out in a calm voice. “But you’re the only one I fully trust to do this for me.”I let out a bitter laugh. “Trust? That’s something coming from you.”He clenched his jaw, but he didn’t snap. “Amanda, I am your boss. I wasn’t asking you, I am ordering you.”“Why can’t you just go pick up your special guest yourself?” I demanded.“Because I have other matters to attend to,” he said simply.“Convenient,” I shot back.His gaze hardened. “Are you going to go pick them up or not?” I wanted to say no, to storm out and leave him to deal with his guest on his own. But something in his expression- something almost vulnerable- stopped me.“Fine,” I said begrudgingly. “Who is it?”“You will know who it is just by seeing them,” he replied and I r