A Enemy To Lover Trope🔞...
Love is an inconvenience Pete Saengtham doesn't have time for.
He only has one goal: to become a fashion designer. Bangkok's elite already copies he style religiously, not least because he's the son of the city's notoriou...
chill guy's... I am going to give you all something... you guys wanted for a long time.Enojoyyyy....
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Okay story starts...
Trust me you will love this chapter.
VEGAS POV
He eyes flashed up to mine, and a knowing gleam filled them.
he'd be my downfall. One day, I'd die because of Pete Saengtham.
he opened he mouth, but I was sick of he provocation. I grabbed he narrow waist and hoisted he up on the table. I fell to my knees, ripped apart he tiny thong, and dove between he legs. I licked he from he firm ass crack up to he swollen cock, tasting he sweet arousal. he cried out as if he was already close to coming, but he'd suffer first.
I shoved my tongue into he tight hole and began fucking he with it, getting off on the tight hold of he muscles. he tasted like pure sin. I sucked one smooth labia into my mouth, enjoying Pete's twitch and gaspy moan. He fingers clutched the edge of the table and he eyes were wide with surprise.
I smirked against he dripping flesh. he pushed he fingers into my hair and tugged sharply as I admired he wet flesh. He bundle of nerves was pulsing with blood, desperate for some love. I drew in a deep breath of he heady scent, memorizing it. My cock was rock hard in my boxers, ready to explode from our banter.
He hand in my hair tightened and he pushed me back against he hole. I took he up on the invitation but gripped he hand and tore it away from my head. he wasn't in control this time.
I plunged my tongue even deeper into he hole. he cried out again, he legs parting wider and he toes curling. I fucked he with my tongue as my hands held on to he ass cheeks, messaging them. He ass taunted me as he lay spread widely before me. As I buried my tongue deep inside of he once more, I pushed the tip of my thumb into he tight cock. It was a primal part of me that wanted to claim a part of Pete first, and even if Maurice had taken everything else, he didn't strike me as the type who knew what to do with a man's ass.
"Vegas," he cried out. He ass muscles fought the intrusion but he cock begged for more.
I rubbed my tongue along he seam over and over again, while my thumb kept circling he other hole. Pete's face was flushed red and he usually immaculate hair was all over the place. I never wanted to stop devouring he. he'd probably have rug burn from my stubble tomorrow, and I knew I'd love the sight of it. I pressed even closer, pressing the flat of my tongue against he opening before I flicked the tip up. He legs fell open completely as he let loose, and handed me control for the first time.
"Good boy," I murmured against he hole, smirking at he sound of protest, but my tongue circled he cock, silencing he.
And then I closed my lips around he swollen cock and sucked. Pete went off like a firecracker. he almost leaped off the desk. He cock pulsated against my mouth as he came hard. he rocked and moaned loud enough that the neighbors from across the street could probably hear he too. I licked up he release eagerly, almost delirious about he body's reaction. Fuck, he was explosive.
