In Another World, All Milfs Will Be Mine-Chapter 164: [ - - ]

The heavy door to the Penthouse Suite slammed open, bouncing hard off the wall.

Leo and Belladonna stumbled inside, lips locked and hands roaming everywhere.

They were so engrossed in exploring each other that they did not want to pull away.

Leo didn’t even look back, he just kicked the door shut with his heel, the loud thud locking them out the rest of the world.

Ryana had set them up in the top floor of the inn managed by Silver Route. In fact, no one but Leo was allowed in this room.

The room was huge, fragrant with the most pleasant smell. There was a massive bed and the centre of the room and a fire burning at the wall opposite to it, keeping the room warm.

But neither of them gave a shit about the scenery. They were already burning enough to engulf each other.

Leo grabbed a handful of Belladonna’s hair, yanking her head back to expose her throat. He groaned, his other hand moving down to squeeze her breast hard through the fabric of her dress.

"Fuck, no matter how many times we do it, I can’t get enough of you," Leo growled, thumbing her nipple through the cloth.

"Then don’t stop," Belladonna moaned, grinding her hips against his thigh. "Just touch me."

She shoved him backward. Leo hit the wall next to the door with a solid bump, and she was on him instantly, pinning him there.

"Your lips, they are mine," she hissed against his mouth, biting his lower lip hard enough to draw blood.

Then with her hands, she attacked his clothes. Undoing the knot was more of a hassle right now.

So she just grabbed his shirt by the collar and ripped his shirt open, exposing his chest.

Leo just smiled looking at her hunger as she buried her face in his neck, sucking hard on his skin to leave a mark.

"Your body is mine."

She kissed her way down his jawline, sucking on the pulse point of his neck, before dropping lower.

"You smile, only for me."

She kissed his chest, she kissed his abs, her hot breath ghosting over his skin, making his muscles twitch in anticipation.

"Your body is mine."

"Bella..." Leo groaned, grabbing a fistful of her messy hair and pulling her head back.

He tried to lean in, wanting to kiss her. but Bella placed her finger over his lips and stopped him.

"What’s the rush darling?" Bella smirked, "Let me please you tonight."

And saying so, she dropped to her knees on the carpet with a thud. Her hands traced down his chest, stopping on his belt. her fingers fumbled with his belt, popping the buckle open. She yanked his trousers down, freeing his shaft.

And just like that, his cock sprang out, hard and twitching.

Belladonna stared at it, her eyes hungry.

She wrapped her hand around the base, squeezing tight, her thumb rubbing over the bulging veins. This made Leo twitch slightly in pain, but it only made his cock harder.

She leaned in, dragging her nails lightly against his inner thighs, making his legs shake.

She opened her mouth and took him in completely as much she could in one go.

"You taste incredible," she whispered with Leo’s cock filling her mouth completely as she looked up at him through her lashes.

"I am going to drain you dry," she whispered, her hot breath ghosting over his tip.

She bobbed her head, taking him deep into her throat. Gluck. The wet, sloppy sounds of her sucking him off filled the quiet room.

"Fuck... Bella..." Leo groaned, his fingers digging into the wall, "That’s it."

She wasn’t gentle. She attacked him with a hungry, possessive focus.

She swirled her tongue around the sensitive head, humming against his shaft to make him twitch. Her hand worked the rest of him, jerking the length she couldn’t swallow.

She pulled back for a split second, a string of saliva connecting her lips to his cock.

"Is the big, bad Dragon enjoying this?" she teased, her voice husky and low. "Look at you... throbbing for me. I bet I can make you cum with just my voice."

Leo gritted his teeth, his head hitting the wall behind him with a thud.

"You are asking for trouble," he rasped, his voice barely a growl. Seeing the terrifying Bandit Queen on her knees, looking up at him with those doe eyes, completely submissive, was driving him crazy.

"Don’t get cocky and stand up," Leo told Bella through his heavy breathing. He was on the verge of losing his mind. But he could not let Belladonna win.

Belladonna paused, confused, but she obeyed. She stood up, her dress hanging off one shoulder, her lips wet and shiny with his spit.

Leo didn’t give her a chance to speak. He grabbed her hips and pulled her body flush against his. He didn’t penetrate her. Instead, lifted her in his arms.

"Leo..." Belladonna yelped in surprise.

Leo walked inside the room with her in his arms and just as they got near the wooden sofa, Leo threw Bella on the sofa.

And before Bella could get her balance, he grabbed the back of her head, tangled his fingers in her hair, and shoved her face right back onto his cock.

He started thrusting into her mouth, using her face like a toy.

He thrust into her mouth, setting a brutal rhythm. Belladonna moaned, her hands gripping his hips for support, her eyes rolled back as she tried to accommodate him.

She opened her throat, taking everything he gave her, matching his aggression with her own eagerness.

"That’s it," Leo growled, watching her cheeks hollow. "Take it."

The pressure built rapidly. The teasing in the square, the ride under the cloak, and now this, even for Bella it was too much.

"I am cumming," Leo warned. And Bella listening him, dug her fingers deeper into his flesh.

But just as he felt his cock swell, Leo pulled out just as his hips bucked.

Hot, white ropes of seed sprayed across her chest, splashing onto the expensive crimson silk of her dress, painting her skin in his mark.

Belladonna panted, looking down at the mess on her breasts with a disappointed look on her face. She dipped a finger into the fluid and brought it to her mouth, sucking it clean.

"Wasteful," she teased, her voice husky.

Leo looked at her. She was a mess. Her hair was wild, her makeup smudged, her dress stained. She looked perfect.

"I liked that dress," Leo said, stepping forward. He grabbed the delicate fabric at the neckline.

"But I like you better without it."

RRRIIIIP!

He didn’t look for a zipper. He didn’t look for laces. He simply tore the expensive silk down the middle. The sound of tearing fabric was loud and violent. The dress parted, falling away from her body in ruined tatters, pooling on the floor like spilled wine.

Belladonna stood there, completely naked, bathed in the firelight.

Leo stepped back to admire her.

Her breasts were heavy and round, heaving with her breath. Her hips were wide, powerful, built for riding and for bearing his children.

"Magnificent," Leo breathed, his eyes traveling over every inch of her. "You are a masterpiece, Bella."

Belladonna flushed, covering herself slightly with her hands, suddenly shy under his intense gaze. "Don’t stare. I am... messy."

Leo stepped forward, scooping her up into his arms. She squeaked in surprise, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"Messy is good," Leo grinned, "Let’s make a bigger mess on the bed."

He turned towards the massive four-poster bed, intent on throwing her onto the mattress and burying himself inside her again.

But Belladonna placed a hand on his chest.

"Wait," she whispered.

Leo stopped. "Wait? Why?"

"I feel... dirty," she admitted, wrinkling her nose, "First at the square... the sweat... the... everything. I feel sticky, Leo. And not in the good way."

She wiggled out of his arms, sliding down his body until her feet touched the floor.

"I want a bath first," she said.

She stepped over the ruined remains of the silk dress, kicking it aside with a bare foot. She turned and walked towards the bathroom door at the far end of the suite.

Leo watched her go. The view was spectacular. Her hips swayed with a natural, hypnotic rhythm, her round ass cheeks flexing with every step. She looked back over her shoulder, biting her lip, giving him a look that was equal parts innocent and sultry.

Leo groaned, throwing his head back. He flopped onto the edge of the bed, running a hand through his hair.

"This girl is going to be the death of me," he muttered to the empty room. "My stamina stat is way above average and I am still struggling to keep up."

Belladonna poked her head out of the bathroom. Steam was already billowing out behind her.

"Leo?" she asked, putting on a fake pout. "The water is warm..."

"Are you coming?" she called out, as she traced the doorframe with a finger. "Or do I have to wash your back with a sponge?"

Leo laughed. He stood up, kicking off his trousers.

"I am coming," he said, walking towards the steam, "But don’t blame me if we never make it out of the tub."

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