Chapter 199: First Lesson

Liam didn’t give her time to second-guess it.

The moment her pants hit the floor, he kissed her again harder, deeper and walked her backward until the back of her knees hit the edge of the bed.

Veronica went down with a soft, startled sound. He followed her, bracing his weight on one arm while the other shoved her top and bra up and off in one motion.

Her breasts spilled free. Full. Soft. Nipples already tightening in the cool air of the room.

He filled both hands with them and squeezed hard.

Veronica gasped. The pressure was immediate, possessive. Liam slapped the side of one breast with his open palm, watching the soft flesh ripple and flush pink.

He slapped the other one harder. The sharp sound cracked through the quiet morning room.

He did it again, alternating sides, heavier each time, until both of her tits were warm and reddened under his hands and her nipples had tightened into stiff, dark peaks.

"These have been hiding under that uniform too long," he muttered.

He pinched both nipples hard between his thumbs and forefingers and twisted. Veronica cried out, back arching off the bed.

The sting shot straight down her spine. Liam lowered his head and bit down on one peak, sucking it into his mouth while his fingers kept abusing the other pinching, rolling, twisting until she was squirming.

He bit harder, just enough to leave a mark, then switched sides and gave the other nipple the same treatment. By the time he lifted his head, both of her peaks were wet, swollen, and throbbing.

Veronica’s breathing had already turned uneven.

Liam sat up, straddled her waist, and pushed her breasts together with both hands. The soft, warm pressure of her flesh closed around his cock as he slid between them.

He thrust once, slow, watching the head of his cock appear and disappear in the tight valley of her chest.

"Open your mouth."

Veronica obeyed. On the next upward thrust he pushed higher, tapping her lips, and she took the head into her mouth.

Her tongue dragged over the tip. Liam groaned and started fucking her breasts in steady strokes, the head of his cock sliding between her lips on every upstroke.

Spit and pre-cum quickly slicked the skin between her tits, making the slide filthy and wet.

He pinched her nipples again while he used her chest, twisting them until she whimpered around the head of his cock.

"That’s it. Keep your mouth open. Suck when I give it to you."

Veronica’s eyes were glassy. Every time the thick head pushed past her lips she hollowed her cheeks and sucked, spit running down the side of her mouth and dripping onto her already-slick breasts.

Liam fucked her chest harder, the wet sound of skin on skin mixing with the soft, obscene noises of her mouth working him.

He pulled free with a wet pop, shifted down her body, and slapped the head of his cock against her pussy.

The impact was heavy and wet. Veronica jolted hard, a sharp cry leaving her throat. He slapped her clit with his cock again, heavier, then rubbed the thick, flushed head up and down her dripping folds without pushing in.

She was soaked her pussy glistening, a thin string of wetness already connecting her inner thighs. Every slap against her cunt made her hips jerk and another broken sound escape her.

"Look at how wet you are already," he said. "And I haven’t even fucked you yet."

He slapped her pussy with his cock three more times in quick succession clit, folds, entrance each impact louder and wetter than the last.

Veronica’s thighs trembled. Her hands fisted in the sheets. Then he dragged the head of his cock lower and slapped it against her ass instead.

The heavy, meaty impact of his dick against her cheek made her gasp. He did it again, harder, watching her flesh ripple, before gripping her hips and flipping her onto her stomach.

Veronica’s breath hitched as he yanked her ass up into the air.

Liam spanked her hard with his open hand first. The crack of palm on flesh filled the room.

He spanked her again, and again, until both both cheeks were pink and warm under his hand.

Veronica moaned into the sheets, pushing back slightly despite herself. Then he slapped her ass with his cock thick, heavy impacts that left wet marks on her skin.

He did it over and over, alternating cheeks, the sound filthy and rhythmic, until she was squirming and her pussy was dripping openly down her thighs.

"Stay like that. Don’t move."

He moved around in front of her, fisted a hand in her hair, and pulled her head up. His cock heavy, flushed, and slick with her spit and her wetness pressed against her lips.

"Open." Veronica opened her mouth. Liam pushed in.

He didn’t give her time to adjust. He fed her his cock in steady strokes, going deeper each time, until the head was pushing into her throat.

Veronica gagged, eyes watering immediately, but he held her there for a full second before pulling back. A thick string of spit connected her lips to his shaft.

"Breathe through your nose."

He pushed back in, deeper this time, and started fucking her throat in earnest. The wet, choking sound of it filled the room.

Veronica’s hands braced against his thighs, fingers digging in. Tears slipped from the corners of her eyes as he used her mouth, thrusting deep enough that her throat bulged visibly around him.

Spit ran down her chin in thick strands and dripped onto her breasts, mixing with the mess already slicked across her chest.

Liam held her hair tighter and drove into her throat harder.

"Take it. All of it. Don’t you dare pull back."

Veronica gagged again, a wet, broken sound, but she didn’t pull away.

Her eyes were glassy and streaming, mascara starting to run in dark lines down her cheeks. Spit coated her chin, her neck, the tops of her breasts.

He fucked her mouth until her jaw was trembling and her throat was making continuous filthy sounds around him, then finally pulled out with a wet, obscene pop.

A thick rope of spit connected her swollen, shiny lips to the head of his cock.

Veronica gasped for air, face flushed dark, eyes wet, looking thoroughly used already. Drool ran down her chin and dropped onto the sheets.

Liam wiped the spit across her cheek with his thumb, smearing it, then slapped her breast again with his open hand.

She moaned, the sound rough from her throat being used. He slapped the other one, heavier, then pinched both nipples hard enough to make her cry out the peaks already tender from his earlier bites and twists.

He moved back behind her, gripped her reddened ass, and slapped it with his cock again heavy, deliberate impacts that left glistening wet marks on her skin.

Then he rubbed the thick head up and down her dripping pussy, slapping it against her clit, her folds, her entrance, without ever pushing inside.

Each slap made her jolt and moan. Her cunt was throbbing, empty, visibly clenching around nothing.

Veronica was shaking.

"Liam... please..."

"Not yet."He spanked her ass hard with his hand, the crack echoing, then again with his cock, then reached under her and slapped her pussy directly with his palm.

The wet sound was obscene. Veronica’s arms nearly gave out. A fresh wave of slick ran down her thighs.

Her whole body was flushed and marked nipples swollen and dark from bites and pinches, breasts pink from slaps, ass red from his hands and his cock, mouth used, throat raw, cunt dripping and aching.

Liam leaned over her back, the heavy length of his cock resting against her ass, and spoke against her ear, voice low and rough.

"This is only the beginning."

Veronica’s only answer was a broken, needy sound as he slapped her pussy with his cock one more time, the thick head catching her clit and making her whole body jerk.

Outside, the villa was fully awake.Inside the room, Veronica was already coming apart under his hands.

And Liam had only just started breaking her in.