Page 61 of The Gangster King

“Jesus, Dante. I’m not your sex toy,” Adelina replies, as if I’m a pain in her butt.

Not yet, but one day I will be.

“You didn’t want to even look at me earlier. So fuck you.”

“Spread your legs,” I repeat and unzip my pants. After interrupting her little naked games today, I know she’s desperate to be touched.

To have release.

I was too wound up with work and watching her on my phone app to touch her a few hours ago. Jesus, she thought my men were watching. I could have killed her.

As she continues to disobey me, I grit my teeth.

I’m ready to smash a hand through the glass windows if I don’t get my mouth on her again. I won’t fuck her. Not until I know she’s in love with me. But we can do a lot of things until she’s ready.

My cock freed, I wrap a hand around it and Adelina licks her lips. Sliding my hand up and down the shaft, I stretch out a leg and knock at her foot.

Her knees fall open.

Her moan hits me in the cock as I wipe my thumb over the end, sweeping the precum off it.

“One last warning.” My free arm rests on the seat behind me as I sink into the leather and speed up my stroking.

I’m less contained than I look and when she finally obeys, I know she’s figured it out.

“Fuck you, Dante.”

Her legs open, the red fabric bunches up around her thighs, and her pussy comes into view.

Bare.

With juices pooling at her entrance.

Fuck.

My hand tightens around my cock.

“Touch yourself.” I demand roughly.

With no hesitation, the hand not clutching the edge of the seat slides between her thighs and she plunges her fingers inside her cunt.

Motherfucker.

She arches and her moans fill the vehicle like she’s been waiting for this for days.

I know I have.

But fuck, I’m not going to last. My eyes are glued to her as she fucks her pussy, her tits pushed out, and she makes no attempt to hide her pleasure.

My fist is not enough.

Not fucking enough!

I reach out and pull Adelina onto my lap. Her hand flies free, and she lets out a cry to steady herself. But I have full control.

“What are you doing?” she asks as I position her and shove her dress out of the way.

I don’t yet know. All I know is that my cock needs to feel her. I won’t penetrate her, but it needs to touch her juices and feel her pussy.