My Sadistic Billionaire Wicked First Love Read Online Marian Tee

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Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 79061 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 395(@200wpm)___ 316(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
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Oh.

The dangerous tone put her on alert, and she immediately tried getting away, but it was too late. In an instant, she found herself plopped down on his seat at the head of the table.

Another moment and Angelo had sunk down to his knees—-

She squealed in shock. “Oh my God, what are you—-”

Angelo was pushing her legs wide open.

“No, oh my God—-”

She felt her panties being pushed all the way down.

“Angelo, please—-aaaah!”

He disappeared under the table and started stroking her folds. Her eyes squeezed shut, and she fumbled for anything to hold on to—-

Her fingers found a fork and wrapped around it reflexively...just as the door opened.

Her head jerked up, and Lane whitened at the sight of Fico.

“Signor Valencia, the chopper is—-” The bodyguard broke off when he saw that that Lane was alone in the dining room. “Signorina, I was informed the master was here.”

Angelo chose that moment to plant his face between her legs, his tongue thrusting hard into her heat.

Her grip on the fork tightened, and she gasped, “Planting. I mean, gardening, aaaahh—-” The forceful strokes of Angelo’s tongue made her brain malfunction.

Fico gazed doubtfully at the other set of doors in the dining room, which led to the garden. “I wonder if I should interrupt the master. Signor Valencia has never expressed an interest in the garden.”

Lane could only smile weakly. She was terrified a cry of pleasure would slip out of her the moment she opened her mouth.

“But the signor also said it is imperative we inform him the moment the chopper arrives,” Fico continued worriedly.

As the bodyguard spoke, Angelo chose that exact moment to switch his focus on her clit, sucking on the tiny swollen flesh while he thrust his fingers into her depths.

Moisture flooded out of her.

“Would you happen to know what the signor is doing in the garden, signorina?”

She turned to Fico. “He’s ah...”

Angelo fucked her hard with his fingers, and she struggled to breathe and keep her eyes from rolling back.

“Signorina?”

Oh my gosh, she was so wet, the chair’s cushion had to be soaking under—-

She gasped, “Watering.” Fico blinked, and Lane forced herself to meet the bodyguard’s confused gaze even as the wetness continued to gush out of her. “The g-gardener told him there’s a new w-watering technique.”

Oh, Angelo.

The things you make me say and do.

“It’s v-very important, s-so don’t interrupt him.”

Fico said reluctantly, “If you say so, signorina.”

“Yes,” she managed to croak out even as she felt the powerful and familiar stirrings inside her body, starting from the pit of her stomach, traveling to her breasts and the sensitive, quivering core of her flesh.

“I’ll t-tell him you came.” So please go.

“Understood, signorina.”

The door closed.

Angelo’s laughter filled the room.

But she couldn’t even get mad.

She was too busy coming in his mouth.

When the aftershocks of her orgasm faded, Lane found Angelo lifting her off his chair and thought it was all over.

It was not.

Before she realized what he was doing, he already had her bent over the dining table, legs spread wide open. She heard the sound of him unzipping himself and shuddered with a moan. “A-Angelo, n-no—-”

“Ah, but what you really mean is yes,” he crooned from behind. “Si?” He stroked her hair tenderly, just as he shoved his engorged cock into her in one fierce, deep motion.

The contrast in his actions was too much, and she started to cry out—-

He clapped his hand over her mouth.

“Sssh, tesoro. You don’t want everyone to come running here?”

Her eyes widened.

Angelo released her mouth. His hips began to pump furiously behind her. His hands gently but firmly pushed her forward, and she found herself quickly moving the plates away before she could accidentally hit them.

His cock sank deeper and faster into Lane, the relentless pump of his hips driving her forward until her breasts were squashed against the table.

Lane began to see stars, and she covered her mouth quickly with one hand.

He tells me to keep quiet, she thought helplessly, but he makes it impossible for me not to scream.

Angelo really was a sadist—-

His fingers bit into her hips as he shoved his cock balls deep into her.

Her body shuddered, and pleasure spiraled out of her body.

Her lips parted just as her hand fell limply away from her mouth.

She was coooooooming——

But Angelo’s hand was there to cover her mouth, and she came with quiet, shuddering cries.

Sadist. The word whirled in her mind as the orgasm took over her body. He was such a sadist, but he was her sadist, and he always knew when to let her fall or when to be there for her.

After her second orgasm for that morning, the muscles in her legs felt like they were on fire, and what should have been a five-minute walk to the front door turned into ten.

“This is your fault,” she grumbled between her teeth while smiling her thanks at the guards who swiftly opened the doors for them.



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