Chapter 39 A NIGHT NOT TO REMEMBER
Ginnie
Varkos’s smirk grew, his eyes dark with lust as he looked up at me. “You drive me fucking crazy,” he whispered, his voice filled with a dark pleasure that sent shivers down my spine. He stepped closer, his hand never leaving my pussy.
“You want it so bad, don’t you?” He asked, his voice low and demanding, “You want me to fuck so bad right now?”
I nodded, my eyes never leaving his. “Y-yes,” I stuttered, the anticipation building up within me. “I need you, Varkos.” Before I could part my lips to say another word, he leaned in, capturing my mouth in a kiss that was both gentle and demanding. His other hand slid down my body, his thumb brushing against my clit before sliding into me with two of his fingers.
I moaned into his mouth, the sensation of being filled and touched at the same time almost too much to handle. My hands began to shake as I fumbled with the buttons of his shirt.
Varkos chuckled against my lips, the sound vibrating through me. He broke the kiss and forced my chin up to meet his eyes, “I thought you despised me so much? Huh?”
I stared at him, my eyes glazed with need. “I want to feel you, “ I whispered, my voice barely audible with the movement of his fingers inside my pussy. Varkos’s smirk grew wider, and he stepped closer, his hand moving to my chin.
“Looks like you’re really dying for me to fuck you so bad,” he said, “You’re so much in luck that I need to fuck you.” His voice is a dark command. Ignoring his taunts, I focused on my task, my trembling fingers continuing to unbutton his shirt. The fabric fell away to reveal his muscular chest, each ripple and contour now visible in the dim light of the bathroom.
He watched me with a mix of amusement and hunger in his eyes, his thumb tracing lazy circles on my clit, keeping me on edge. As the shirt hit the floor, I knelt before him, my knees pressing into the cool tiles.
The water overflowing from the bathtub began to rain down around us, creating a steamy haze that clung to our bodies. His eyes never left mine as I reached for the zipper of his pants, his smirk turning into a full-blown smile when my knuckles brushed against his hard length.
“Well..this is new.” He hissed.
With trembling hands, I unzipped his pants and pulled them down. His erection sprang free, the head already glistening with precum. He stepped out of them, and I couldn’t help but stare, not like this was the first time I’d seen it though. But he was so much larger this time, my cheeks already flushed as I imagined him inside me.
He stepped closer, his cock brushing against my cheeks. “When did you learn to do this?” He asked, his voice a dark whisper. “I didn’t know you’re now a bad little slut.”
I swallowed hard, my heart racing with a mix of fear and desire. I couldn't even believe what the hell I was doing right now, but as I looked up at Varkos’s eyes, I knew that I couldn’t stop. “Yes…I’m your little slut,” I whispered, my voice barely audible.
He grinned, his eyes gleaming with triumph. Without hesitation, he brought out the tip of his cock to my mouth, the heat of it making me gasp. “Good girl,” he murmured, stroking my cheeks. “Now, open up for your Alpha.”
I did as he said, my lips parting slightly. He pushed himself against my mouth, the head of his cock sliding over my bottom lip. I could taste the salty slime, and the scent of our combined arousal filled the small space of the bathroom. Varkos groaned, his hand tightening in my hair.
“Take it all in,” he urged, his voice low and rough. “Suck Daddy’s cock.”
I wrapped my hand around his thick shaft and began to move my head, my inexperience showing. His cock was too large to be in a tiny mouth like mine, and the sensation of it filling my mouth was strange and overwhelming. I could feel him grow harder with each stroke, his hand tightening in my hair even more.
“Fuck…” he groaned, and I felt his hips start to thrust forward, pushing deeper and deeper into my mouth until I was gagging, my eyes watering. He didn’t stop though, his movements growing more forceful as he watched the tears stream down my face.
The heat of his cock filling my throat was almost too much, the pressure unbearable. But instead of fear, all I felt was a strange thrill, a sense of power and submission that sent my arousal to the climax. His grip on my hair grew tighter, his other hand resting on the back of my head to keep me in place. I could feel him swelling even more, the veins on his shaft pulsing with the effort of holding back his climax.
I looked up at him, my eyes pleading for mercy, but all I saw was pure, unfiltered lust. He was enjoying every bit of this, the way I was giving in to every one of his demands, the way I was serving him. And that just made me want to do it better.
Suddenly, he pulled my head away, his cock popping out of my mouth with a wet sound. I gasped for air instantly, my eyes watering. “Varkos,” I choked out. “Please don’t stop.”
He reached down and lifted me, spinning me around so my back was to him. His hand slammed down on the shower faucet, cutting off the water. “Bend over,” he ordered, his tone leaving no room for any arguments.
My heart raced as I complied, bending at the waist and gripping the edge of the tub. The cool air in the bathroom hit my wet naked body, making my skin prickle with goosebumps. I could feel him position himself behind me, his hardness pressing against my backside. “I’m going to fuck you in a way I’ve never done before,” he murmured in my ear, his breath hot and ragged.