“Ah, f**k me!” He pushed his hips forward, hitting the back of my throat, and I gasped, my eyes watering, but I didn't hit his thigh to tell him to stop. I held his eyes as I sucked his d**k, and he didn’t blink. Not once. He kept his eyes fixed on me, his lips parted as he panted.
“That’s it,” Leonardo whispered, and I felt him kneel behind me. He still held my throat, still caressed it, and that was really helpful because it forced me to relax. “That’s a good f*****g girl.” His lips were on my ear, and when he spoke, I felt his words vibrate through me. “Suck that d**k like you have something to prove, and trust me, sweetheart–” his hand grabbed my breast. “–you do.”
He held my breast in his hand, his finger curling around my n****e. He pinched it, and my body jerked. I moaned, and Al
