Devil's Advocate: A Dark Mafia Romance (Devil's Playground Book 1) by Vivi Paige (learn to read activity book TXT) 📕

“Fuck,” I breathed out, my eyes rolling in their orbits as Indro sucked my nipple into his mouth. His tongue danced around it, lapping and stroking, and a scorching heat settled between my legs. Just a few heartbeats later and Indro’s tongue continued its downward path.

Once he was down on one knee, I threaded my fingers into his hair, doing it almost unconsciously. I tipped my head back, sucked in a deep breath, and that’s when he finally dove in.

He pressed his open mouth against my pussy, his tongue running up my folds, and then he wrapped his lips around my clit. Offering it the same treatment he had offered my nipple, he added a bonus to it—he brushed two fingers against my inner lips and, with one swift motion, eased them in.

He drove all the way in, curling them upward until they found that trigger inside me, and my legs started shaking right away. Tiny spasms ran across my inner walls, squeezing his fingers in, and I let out a quivering moan as fireworks exploded behind my shut eyelids.

“Holy fuck,” I breathed out, barely believing what was happening.

“I can’t say there’s anything holy about this,” Indro said, slipping his fingers from inside me, “but I think the ‘fuck’ can be arranged.”

Chapter Seventeen

Indro

You might not believe me, but I didn’t mean for this to happen.

I won’t hide the fact that Sophie is exactly the kind of woman I’d go for, but when this first started out, sex wasn’t on my mind. Instead, I had been more preoccupied with keeping my ass out of jail—and alive.

Now, though, I saw the merit in spicing things up. Sophie needed to be motivated into doing her best in the courtroom, and I figured that fucking her brains out would do the trick. All right, fuck it, let me be honest—then and there, stuff like that wasn’t even on my radar.

All I knew was that I wanted her.

And, sweet mother of Jesus, I wanted her bad.

I sprang to my feet, my cock throbbing inside my boxer briefs, and let my eyes wander over Sophie’s naked body. The curve of her thighs, the teardrop shape of her breasts, her full lips… to say that she was hot would be putting it mildly. The woman was a fucking furnace.

I mean, I had even gone down on her. I’m not one of those assholes that refuses to do it—in fact, I actually like it—but I lost all control there. The moment I tasted her lips, I simply couldn’t stop myself from tasting every inch of her body. It was almost embarrassing.

But I still wanted more.

“I’m going to fuck you,” I breathed out, my words heavy. “I’m going to fuck you hard.”

“Why don’t you stop talking and just get to it?” Sophie threw back at me, her words coated with animal lust. Grinning like a madman, I pushed her against the wall and kissed her. Our tongues went from dancing to wrestling, and I became even harder as she started tearing my shirt off.

When she pushed my pants down in a desperate way, I became almost delirious. I could feel desire crackling under her fingertips, and the way she was kissing me… fuck, this was intense.

With one furious motion, Sophie pulled my boxers down, freeing my erection. She didn’t hesitate before she gripped it, her fingers immediately travelling up and down my entire length. I laid one hand on the nape of her neck, threaded my fingers into her hair, and then forced her to look straight into my eyes.

“You’re fire,” I found myself saying, the words slipping out before I could stop them. I wasn’t the kind of man to say shit like that before getting down to business but, what the hell, Sophie was worth it.

With a growl, I laid both hands on her waist and spun her around. She placed her hands on the wall, at shoulder height, and jutted her ass back. It was ironic—minutes ago, she had been more than ready to bite my head off.

Grabbing my cock by the root, I closed the distance between us. I bit on her neck as I slipped my cock past her inner lips, and my heart almost burst as I felt the warmth of her pussy against my tip. Part of me wanted to thrust right away, to feel her tightness around my cock, but I fought that urge back.

The best things in life are to be savored, after all.

“Oh, God,” Sophie moaned, and her body trembled as I eased myself in. I kept a steady pace while doing it, merely allowing one inch at a time. Swear to God, that was almost enough for me to come undone. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not so pathetic that I’ll come just because I’ve seen a shaved pussy. I can hold my own… but this shit was almost transcendental.

Unable to resist the madness, I gritted my teeth and thrust. My cock’s remaining inches slipped past Sophie’s inner lips, straining against her insides, and I held my breath once I was finally deep inside her. I closed my eyes, just so my mind would stop spinning, and let my instincts take the steering wheel.

My hips reached a crescendo, my thighs slapping her heart-shaped ass over and over again, and the sound of flesh on flesh echoed throughout the bathroom. And what a glorious fucking sound it was.

“You’re so fucking tight,” I growled, enjoying the way her body was squeezing my cock. To make it even better, Sophie wasn’t just standing there—oh, no, she was a full-blown participant in this. Every time I thrust, she pushed herself against me, slamming her body against mine.

The fingers of my right hand remained threaded in her hair as I fucked her, but my left hand had found purchase on her waist. Slowly, though, I allowed it around her waist. I spread my fingers wide, draped two of them over her clit, and