Chapter Fifty: A Toast to Deception Pt 3

He reaches up, squeezing my breast firmly as he licks and sucks at the top of my breasts when the sound of a throat clearing interrupts the moment.

“What?!” he snaps, turning to glare at one of his men.

“Forgive me, sir, but your guest is demanding to come up.”

Sathariel takes a deep breath and looks up at me, as he fights against his hormones. “I have a gift for you.”

“I can tell,” I smirk as I grind my pussy against his rock-hard cock.

He groans, his eyes briefly rolling back before he opens them to look at me. “A different gift, one I think you’ll like even more.”

With a curious look on my face, I get up off his lap and smooth out my dress, “This better be good.”

He gets up, fixes his appearance, and comes to stand behind me, holding my hips as he presses his cock against my ass. “Trust me, you’ll enjoy this. After this we can celebrate,” he says, biting into my neck and thrusting his cock against my ass.

I let out a soft moan as I reach back, cupping the back of his head.