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CHAPTER SEVEN

Frema

"I.." I muttered as his hand gripped my hip roughly.

"Shhh." He shushed and pulled away from the kiss. "You're going to suck me off like the little puttana you are, Fremantle. And you're going to take me in so deep. Deeper than you've ever taken anything. Get down." He commanded and my cheeks flushed red in anger so I slapped him. Hard.

"I'm not a whore, Eron Castile. You're in the mafia right? That's why you don't want me to know what you do. You speak Spanish and Italian at the same time so you think you have power over all the women in this world, but guess what? You can't own me, you dumb fuck. Enjoy." I ranted​, squatting down almost immediately and pulling down his zipper. I pushed it lower and dragged down his boxer briefs, gasping as his erect cock sprung out, almost slapping my face.

I looked up at him, trying to keep my confidence as his intense eyes stayed fixated on me. I gulped and wrapped my fingers around his cock. I didn't need to be told what to do because as ho
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