Deception (Mafia Daddies #3)

Rocco

I sit in the chair and take a sip of my water while Hallie struggles against the bindings again. Seeing her ball tied for me has my cock pleading for gratification once again, despite taking her dozens of times already. It’s as if I have an endless supply of cum solely for her.

She’s on her side, with my cum coating her pussy lips. Her eyes implore mine, filled with tears due to the edging I’ve been using to punish her.

Her mouth is bound by the rope, and I’m certain she will have marks on her tender skin that will need to be treated when I release her.

The buzz of her phone has me shooting up from my chair. As I stare down at the name, I press decline and decide to let her deal with that later, assuming she can be a good girl for me from now on.

I pick up my treasured knife and make my way around the bed, watching in fascination as her pupils dilate when they latch onto my hand. It’s not in fear—I could sense that; I’m used to fear. No, my little red is intrigued.

Slowly, I bring the knife to the corner of her mouth and slice through the ropes, and she spits them out quickly. “Thank you.”

“Good girl.” I glide the blade over her skin, down her neck, causing goose bumps to trail over her. Then I circle her nipple with the tip, flicking it with a well-practiced technique learned by years of training before continuing down to my little red’s swollen cunt. I spin the knife so the blade is in the palm of my hand and slide the hilt inside her while pressing my thumb to her little clit. “Don’t come,” I warn, and she gifts me with a compliant nod. One that has been very absent until now. “Fuck yourself on it.”

Her breath hitches, and I glare at her, then her body falls lax, and she moves her hips, taking the knife handle like a good submissive.

My eyes never leave her cunt as I add pressure to her clit. “Do you want to come?”

“Please.”

“Please what?”

I flick my gaze up to hers as I stop my thumb from moving. Once again edging her. “Please what, Little Red?”

She licks her lips, and her eyes plead with me to show her compassion, to give her what I’ve stolen all day long, but she needs to learn who is in charge, who owns this hot little body now. “Please, Daddy. I want to come.”

“And?” I grind out.

“And I want your cum deep inside me, Daddy.”

Fuck me, hearing her say those words is like liquid gold.

“And?”

“I want you to put a baby in me.”

My cock spurts on her words, and I withdraw the knife in a flash. Her body slumps, but I don’t have time to reassure her. Instead, I mount her, positioning myself with one knee on the mattress and my leg over her tied legs. Then I slam my cock into her so hard she stills.

“There you go. Good fucking girl. Now, come on Daddy’s cock, Little Red.”

As her pussy convulses, I rock my hips. “Oh god, , holy…” To heighten her orgasm, I thrust my thumb into her ass, and she thrashes from side to side. My cock, once again, spurts with unadulterated pleasure.

I lean over her ear. “Good girls get fucked. Bad girls get fucked over. Remember that, Little Red.”