𝚮𝐢𝐬 𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫 | 18+

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𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕥𝕨𝕖𝕖𝕟... – 𝕜𝕒𝕝𝕚 𝕦𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕤
CHAPTER SIXTY-SIX | BARE MINIMUM
𓆩❤︎𓆪𓆩❤︎𓆪𓆩❤︎𓆪

Storm let out a shaky breath of smoke before bringing the cigarette back to his lips and taking another drag before lolling his head. "Fuck, Sophia baby," Storm moaned. "Such a good fucking girl."

Sophia pulled back with a loud plop. "Don't curse at me."

Storm nearly ripped her hair out. "Then don't fucking stop."

Sophia glared but did as told. She kneeled before him, her hands on him, her breath forming a cloud around her lips as she heaved, her eyes dilating as she stared at how his stomach clenched under her touch. She sucked him harder, slowly growing to enjoy the scent of smoke. She'd gotten used to it by now, after all.

Despite not smoking often, Storm always found his cigarettes after strenuously torturing someone and occasionally after they fucked too.

Her lips tugged into a smile, as she sucked him harder. Sophia knew that she was slowly starting to outmatch him in terms of sex. She was his fucking goddess and Storm couldn't be prouder.

Her tongue swirled around his time, her nails scrapping all the way up his spine and down his legs once again. "Sophia baby," he gritted, the smoke blowing out of his nose in anger. "Are you gonna stop fucking teasing me?"

She simply hummed and sucked him harsher, so much so that she managed to suck out some precum. Sophia swallowed it all with a chuckle, enjoying the feeling of his strong thighs tensing beneath her touch. She knew he was gonna cum soon. After all, he couldn't even sit still.

"Sophia..." Storm moaned once again, wrapping her hair around his wrist. "Just like that, baby... Fuuuck!" Storm could barely contain his moans the closer he got to cumming. The ashes of his cigarette burned the skin of his skin, but he was too hyperfocused on Sophia to care about the sting.

His teeth sunk into his lower lip as his eyes fixated on her bed of jet-black hair bouncing up and down as she took him expertly. She took him so well that he nearly stopped believing that he was her only one – the only one who'd ever felt her, touched her and had the pleasure of fucking her and being fucked by her.

"Sophia baby... I'm gonna cum." The cigarette fell from his fingers, his head lolling back once again. "If you don't wanna swallow, pull back and let me finish the job myself, malyshka," he admonished. But like the good girl she was, she glared, taking him deeper and faster.

Her throat tightened around him as she made him feel so fucking good, he melted under her touch. Sophia continued working her throat up and down his length until he finished in her warm mouth. Storm obsessively watched the little girl as she swallowed drop after drop as it seeped out of him.

Storm thought he'd died and went to heaven for a second as he came.

It was crazy just how much pleasure her mouth alone could bring him when paid prostitutes had barely even been able to get him to stay hard. Storm didn't know if it was because he was increasingly growing obsessed with the girl or if it was simply because of how good she was. But one thing he did know was that he was fucking crazy about her.

Sophia pulled back after making sure she'd swallowed all of it. She'd pulled back with a grin. "So?"

Storm held Sophia's chin between his thick digits. He stared at her sapphire blues as she innocently looked up at him like she was an angel and not the little devil he knew her to be. That week alone, they'd murdered at least a dozen together and tortured Daniel together every day for hours.