Chapter 40 Cum For Daddy
Evelyn’s POV
“My little flame…..” he growled, “Do you want to cum…...” He rasped, stroking himself again.
I nodded quickly, my fingers curling tight around the edge of the desk as if it were the only thing keeping me grounded, the wood biting softly against my palms while I tried to steady the rush of shock swaying inside me from the way my body was jerking.
He smacked my ass hard, the sound echoing sharply as a sudden sting shot through my skin, burning hot and quick. I flinched, a startled gasp escaping my lips before I could stop it, the ache spreading over me that I doubted if I would be surviving the next seconds if I didn't release.
“Use your words……Little human.” He said again.
“Yes….”
“Yes, what?”
“Oh, fuck….fuck…...make me cum, daddy ”
A slow, smug smile curved his lips, lighting his face with confidence. “Then,” he said, voice rough and sharp, “I’ll make it happen.” The promise in his tone lingered like heat in the air, giving me every reason to believe him.
Lorenzo’s hands moved with reckless hunger as he tore away the fabric shielding any trace of my skin, each rip echoing between us. I didn’t resist, I couldn’t. My hands spread willingly, surrendering to the moment as my eyes lingered on him, drinking in every movement with a pleasure that felt almost sinful as he continued stroking himself.
“Oh, my little bunny.” He murmured under his breath. His eyes dragging on my bare skin, tongue swiping his lower lips with need.
His hand moved faster, rougher now, each motion filled with a raw urgency that made the veins on his neck stand out like threads of fire beneath his skin. His rhythm deepened, steady and consuming, every movement laced with the kind of intensity that made the air around us hum while he continued pumping on his hard length, groaning so loud that I’m sure every single one in the entire house would be hearing us.
“This is what you want, right?” His tone lingered, pressing on me like a challenge I couldn’t ignore. “To watch daddy stroke himself, while you do the same?”
I nodded quickly. I didn’t know when, but I felt my head moving in agreement before I could even control it. My mouth parted, soft sounds escaping from me.
“Fuck me, Eve….Oh….Hell….Yes….My filty bitch…..watch me while I cum over you.” He said desperately, stroking harder. His other hand found my clit.
“Now we will cum together.” He hissed. “Do you hear me?”
My eyes rolled back, fire consuming all over me. “Yes…. Yes…. Daddy…..” I ran my hands all over my body, brushing over my skin.
“Now thrust harder.” Lorenzo snarled.
I didn’t waste a moment, my fingers found my core, dinging in and out with a desperate need. His hands moved faster, deeper and stronger in and out of me as he kept pumping himself too.
Oh, God…..” I cried. “Lo…..renzo…..I can’t hold it anymore.”
He hissed, “Now, cum for daddy!”
My ass arched up, jerking in a sudden, uncontrollable movement. The more I tried to steady myself, the stronger the force seemed to push back, leaving me trembling and on edge.
Suddenly, his body coiled with intensity, every muscle rigid and falling apart. His cock strained aggressively in his fist as a hot creamy liquid splashed across my stomach, chest, thighs, while his groan tore out low and savage, before I could think further I did the same, my release spilling down my hole that I felt it rolling down my ass, the slimy liquid dripping on the hard desk.
At last, Lorenzo sank against me, the weight of him pressing down as my breaths came uneven and shallow, every moment fading away with the sin that we have just committed.
He was still on me, pants down. His hardness still brushing the surface of my core, circling and teasing my clit when the door flew open.
My heart sank into my throat at the sound. Shame washed over me as I covered myself with just my hands. Lorenzo rose from me suddenly but once his eyes met Gideon, he released a relieved sign.
Gideon stood frozen, with his mouth fallen. “Um…..I think I will have to come back later.”
Lorenzo signed. “No, you don’t have to.”
Slowly, gently, enough for Gideon not to see. He covered me up with my robe before drifting away completely from me. Then he went down nonchalantly for his pants and wore it back.
My hands clutched tightly on my body, too ashamed to look at Gideon. As I knotted my robe.
“What brought you here?” Lorenzo asked, walking back to his chair.
Gideon lowered his head, stretching out the box that he came in with. “Sir, the phone you ordered for.”
Lorenzo tapped a finger on the desk. “Yeah, I forgot.” He pointed at me. “Give it to Eve.”
Gideon without looking into my eyes stretched out the box to me. With a little hesitation I took it from him, speechless and kind of humiliated.
Somehow, I couldn’t shake the thought that he’d see this differently, that he’d believe I had traded my body for this phone. The idea twisted deep inside me, heavy and cold, until all I could feel was that awful word echoing in my chest…..whore.
“Thanks.” I managed to say.
Lorenzo cleared his throat. “You may leave now.” I tried to turn away, but his voice stopped me.
“Not you.” He lifted his head to Gideon. “Leave us.”
Gideon gave the last nod and left immediately. The room fell silent, too silent for the filthy noise that we had been making a few minutes ago.
“This phone.” He said in a strong tone. “Don’t make me regret ever giving it to you.”
I nodded in quiet obedience, lowering my gaze to hide the storm beneath my calm. But deep inside, I already knew the truth, this was more than submission, it was strategy. This phone will be the only key I have left to break free.
“You may now leave.”
My legs began to move to the door, a mixture of excitement and tension building inside me. What if my plan doesn’t work?
He may not trust me again with this kind of favour. I need to act fast and smart.
Just message Nolan, and regain your freedom. I muttered to myself.
“Wait!” Lorenzo’s voice echoed in my head that somehow I thought he was there and heard what I was planning.
My leg froze and refused to turn to him.
“Evelyn.” He called out.
I gradually swayed back, my head still dipped low.
“We will be visiting your place.”
My head snapped up, happiness lighting up my face. “Wait? Don’t play with me?”
He hissed softly, the sound edged with irritation. “I’m not,” he said, his voice rough with restraint. “Your uncle sent a message, something about your family rituals.” He paused for a moment, the silence stretching between us before he continued, quieter this time. “So I couldn’t deny you that.” His tone carrying a reluctant care, as though even his mercy came at a cost.
I jumped in excitement and ran over to him for a hug, but my body stilled at the tightness of his jaw. “Oh, sorry.”
His head flickered. “Don’t get too excited before I call it off.”
I stepped back, muttering a curse under my breath, refusing to meet his gaze again. The air between us thickened, charged with the heat of my own defiance as it slowly crawled back into my veins.
Who does he even think he is?
The thought burned sharp and steady, igniting a spark I didn’t bother to hide anymore.
Lorenzo’s voice cut through the silence, sharp and commanding. “You will only attend under two conditions.”
I raised my head quickly. “What?”
His tone dropped low, commanding. “That I’ll be coming with you, and don’t even think about doing something stupid, like trying to escape me.” He pinched the bridge of his nose, exhaling through his teeth before adding, “Do you understand?”
I swallowed, giving a small, hesitant nod. “Yes…”
A faint, satisfied smirk tugged at his lips. “Good.” He said coldly, leaving no room for argument.