Aching for His Discretion (The Discretion Dynasty #1)

17. Levi

Chapter seventeen

Levi

“ I want to try something, Tesoro. If you feel uncomfortable... stop me at any time,” I muttered as I smoothed her bottom lip, and she looked up at me innocently as she listened to my next words.

“Get on your knees, baby...” I whispered, and her eyes went wide as she processed my request—however, slowly but surely I found her lowering herself to her knees, waiting for my next command.

Fuck, she looked so fucking sexy looking up at me like this, so innocent and willing. I would be lying if I said it didn’t make me harder.

“Good girl...” I muttered, and slowly, I began to unbuckle my belt.

“As I said, Tesoro. You tell me to stop… and I will in a heartbeat, understood?” I asked sincerely, and she nodded, however, her focus was directed to my hands and wasn’t occupied with what I was necessarily saying.

After unzipping my pants, I ran my fingers through her hair as her eyes asked for permission.

“Go ahead, baby,” I muttered, and she slowly pulled my pants down lower... freeing me and causing her eyes to widen dramatically.

“You’ve never done this, right, Tesoro?” I asked her, massaging her scalp softly to calm her little nerves.

She whispered, “No, I haven’t.”

Perfect…

In the beginning, I had a bit more of a conscience, not wanting to overly corrupt my sweet Tesoro. But oh, how the times have fucking changed. Because now… now I could only think of tainting this innocent angel.

“Wrap your hand around me, baby… there’s a good girl,” I said, hissing slightly as her soft hands came into contact with me. “You can use your pretty little mouth if you want to, but I don’t want you to do anything you don’t feel comfortable with. You can go at your own pace— cazzo,” I muttered as I felt her tongue around the tip of my length.

Her hand moved up and down my length slowly, and before I could even think, her needy little mouth was already open, taking me in.

Leaning my head back with my hand still in her hair as I guided her slowly, I sighed heavily as my eyes closed. “There’s a good fucking girl… just like that. Just…like... fucking that.”

Placing a bit more pressure on her head, she looked up at me with her big doe eyes as I looked down to see her genuinely doing her best to please me. My knees practically buckled as I looked down at her and I let out a strangled breath.

“Fuck, don’t look up at me like that… You’re killing me,” I whispered as she continued gazing up at me, torturing me as drool started to fall from her chin.

Using both of my hands, I pulled her back from my length by her hair before I slowly pushed in, making her go deeper. Tears came to her eyes as she placed her hands on her knees while I pushed my cock down her little throat.

Little coughs escaped her, but I kept her nice and still, getting her used to the feeling. Pushing my hips back and forth, more delicious tears gathered in her eyes as she relaxed her mouth to take me farther.

“You look so fucking helpless, choking with my cock down your throat… it fucking turns me on,” I muttered as I increased my pace, making sure to be careful with her delicate face. Wiping her tears, I pushed my length farther down her throat as she remained still, not wanting to move me away.

Soft noises emitted from her as she choked on my dick, the sound filling the room.

“I’m going to cum down your little throat, and you’re going to swallow it all like a good little girl, sí?” I asked, and she nodded quickly as I increased my pace, and soon, I found myself throwing my head back as I came into her mouth, pressing her nose to my skin.

She swallowed it all as I instructed and slowly pulled my cock from her mouth. I smiled down at my little Tesoro, to which she simply bit her lip as she tried to hide her own smile, a permanent blush on her face. Placing myself back into my pants, I stood her up as I sat with her on the couch, her legs straddling mine.

“You’re fucking perfect. Do you know that?” I asked her sincerely, and she simply blushed as she turned her face away from me shyly.

“We’re going out to dinner tomorrow evening. I want to do something special… for my little baby, hmm?” I said.

“What should I wear?” she asked, and I trailed my finger over her collarbone.

“Something nice. Consider it our first official date.”

“Really?” she asked as her eyes lit up and a smile came to her face.

“Of course, Tesoro,” I responded, and the smile on her face widened even more. Nodding my head toward the door, I patted her thigh twice. “Now… Go get your flashcards, baby,” I muttered, and she nodded as she stood up and padded over to the door. My already sated dick twitched as my eyes lingered on her little ass.

I watched her silently as she exited before my phone buzzed in my pocket. Taking it out, I did my best to keep my composure as I read Elliot’s message.

Elliot: We got him.

Putting the phone away as I heard my little Tesoro’s footsteps, I pulled her into my lap and placed a kiss on her neck as I inhaled her scent.

She began pulling out her little flashcards, and I reluctantly spent the next hour or two reading questions I barely even comprehended to her. But it was worth it.

Everything was.

Seeing her smile after every right answer and proceeding to count how many kisses she won for each one made it all worth it... She made everything worth it.

Walking into my club, I nodded my head toward my guard, who was keeping watch, and Micah walked over to me.

“I don’t know if I should feel disgusted that Elliot’s plan of calming you down actually worked or impressed… either way, he’s in the basement, and be nice. He needs to keep his fingers and toes,” he explained with slight sarcasm, and I shrugged as we walked to the back of the club.

“Good thing you left Nico down there with him. It’s not like he enjoys counting down the ones he chops off or anything,” I said, rolling my eyes, and we descended the stairs only for my smile to widen sadistically.

With tape over his mouth, rope around his arms and legs, and a blindfold around his eyes, I’d say I was quite pleased with Elliot’s idea of me staying behind while they worked to... take out the trash .

Approaching the boy slowly, he groaned as I unwrapped the blindfold around his eyes, and his head slowly started to rise. He made eye contact with me, and it seemed as though all of the blood drained from his face.

“ Alec Harrington ... long time no see.”

His chest began to rise in a panic, and I chuckled.

“Ironic, isn’t it? You were threatening Teegan for being with me, and now… it’s me that’s holding you hostage. It feels like it’s all coming together full circle, wouldn’t you agree?” I asked, and he gave me a glare.

“Oh... forgot about this,” I muttered and ripped the tape off of his mouth. He hissed for a moment, but he went back to his anger-fueled gaze.

“I knew you were fucking crazy,” he snarled as he tried to struggle in his restraints, and I shrugged.

“ They don’t call me the devil for nothing … now, what’s all this about you not respecting personal boundaries, hmmm? Calling Tesoro mio degrading names, forcing yourself on her… threatening her. Doesn’t seem like you listened to the first few warnings we gave you, now does it?” I asked.

He didn’t say anything as he turned his head away from my gaze.

Anger built up in my chest, and I delivered a punch straight to his face.

“Fucking answer me,” I seethed, and he spit out a bit of blood before looking me in the eye.

“She’s a little slut. That’s what the fuck she is,” he whispered, and I practically growled as I delivered two more punches to his face before I stopped myself and let out a laugh.

Alec looked at me as if I’d grown two heads, and I pulled myself away from his bruising face. I shook my head as my smirk stayed plastered in place, and I nodded.

“Come to think of it... In a sense, you’re right. The only problem is that you crossed the fucking line, and there is nothing that you can do with your two-inch little dick… and do you want to know why?” I asked, walking around to stand behind him. He didn’t respond. Forcibly, I grabbed his hair, and he groaned loudly as I pulled it back harshly, still holding a death grip as I looked down at him.

“Because she’s my little slut. You don’t get to touch, look, or even think about her. And because you did that and so much more… you are going to fucking pay,” I threatened.

He looked me in the eye. I thought he would have a bit of sense and keep his mouth shut, but he just had to speak again.

“The little bitch isn’t even worth all of this.”

My eyes darkened slightly as I leaned down and spoke as my hand tightened in his hair, causing him to groan. “Clearly, you seem to be missing the kind of dynamic we have going here. I’ll give you a hint: the more shit you say, the deeper your grave and the quicker you’ll be in it. So I suggest you keep your fucking mouth shut,” I finished, shoving his head forward, and I walked back around and leaned down as I made eye contact with him. Another smile graced my lips as he took the hint, his eye glaring daggers, but he was completely silent.

“Do me a favor and get comfortable. You’re going to be here a while. ”