Chapter 42

Diego

I unfasten my belt and secure it tightly around her hands, ensuring she can't free herself. Then, resuming my seat, I tug on the front of her collar to draw her closer to me.

Just as I requested, Camila styled her hair to retain its puffy texture, just the way I prefer. All for moments like this. I grab a fistful of loose hair, balling my fist so I can use it as a reign. "Open wide," I instruct.

She obeys, parting her lips as much as she can. I push my cock past her pouty lips, inch by inch, until I hit the back of her throat. Then, I withdraw completely before shoving it back in. She gags, but hollows her cheeks, sucking me harder while I guide her head up and down my length.

"Fuck. Your throat feels so good," I groan, my voice strained. As I increase my pace, she sinks her nails into my thighs, the pain only adding to my pleasure.

"That's it, take all of me." My breathing grows ragged, every harsh thrust sending me closer and closer to the edge. Tears stream down her