Her Prince of Darkness | Book 4

chapter 40.

Oh please do

He didn't even give me time to respond before he ripped the towel open and spread my legs wide. He was in between my legs in a matter of seconds, his boxers halfway down his thighs as he smiled down at me.

"Hold on tight."

And with that he thrust so hard into my entrance that a deafening scream left my lip. My arms reached down and held on to the edge of the bed as he moved in and out of me at a rapid pace.

My breast bounced uncontrollably as his grip tightened in my thighs. He lifted me up slightly getting a deeper angle inside of me.

"God!" I yelped as I placed on hand on his abs to slow him down. He slapped it way and continue his fast pace.

"God can't help you, Ashanti," he grunted as he slid in and out of my walls.

"Oh fuck i'm cuming!"

My stomach clenched as he slowed his pace down but kept up with the rough thrust. His bottom lip was pulled into between his teeth as he spit in my clit and rubbed it harshly.

"I don't think you should cum today." My mouth dropped open as he pulled out of me with an evil glint in his eyes.

"What. The. Fuck?" I gritted out as I sat up realizing that he was dead serious.

"Paybacks a bitch ain't it."

I scowled at his back as he turned around whistling and entered the bathroom. A few seconds later Way 2 sexy was blasting through the speaker system.

"Fucker," I cursed as I head into the bathroom with a slight limp.

I snatched down my clothing with a pout as I walked around our closet. I quickly did my make up and put my hair into a low pony with a middle part.

By the time I was done getting ready, he came out of the bathroom with a smile on his face and a towel wrapped around his waist.

"You look beautiful today butters," he complimented me as I buttoned my cargo pants up.

"YoU lOoK BeAuTiFuL tOdAy BuTtErS," I mimicked before flicking him off. He went into a fit of laughter as I rolled my eyes and placed on my earrings.

"Aww don't be bitter because I beat you at your own game."

I couldn't even say anything because he was right, he did beat me at my own game. I had played myself in the end.

The only response that he got from me was another flick of my middle finger before I exited the closet. I grabbed my bag off of the bench in front of the bed before walking out of the door.

"I love you too!" He shouted as I walked out of the room.

"Mother fucking fucker," I mumbled under my breath as I walked into the kitchen.

The cooks had made breakfast that I was definitely not about to miss out on. I grabbed a plate and began to fill it up with eggs, bacon, fruit and french toast.

Martha wasn't in the kitchen so I didn't get a chance to thank her before I went to the table. I answered a few text from the group chat with the girls.

Ivy made plans to go out tonight before we leave tomorrow morning. Some of us might be a little late due to the asshole that's going to spend the last day of his life rotting away in that cell.

Alessandro came down the stairs a few minutes later, he was wearing army green cargo pants and a black shirt sleeve. His backpack was on one shoulder as he grabbed a plate and started piling food on it.