Chaos In The Darkness; Salvatores's Salvation-Chapter 133: A bad feeling - II

Evelyn washed her hands that had once been held by Salvatore. She had never imagined that the Don could actually be clingy.

She had been mindful of the bandaged finger. It still hurt after all she had made a wound from a sharp knife that she was sure Salvatore would never let her touch again.

Once she was washing her hands, she towel dried them before moving out of the lavatory. She was ready to go back to her husband who she was sure was waiting for her.

The moment Evelyn stepped into the room where they had been sitting she noticed how tense the atmosphere suddenly felt.

Somehow before she had been to the blue the atmosphere had been calm, even playful she would say, but now it seemed like she could actually slice the air into two.

What had happened? She had hardly spent a minute or two in the bathroom. As much as 5 minutes she would say.

She licked her chapped lip before starting to walk over to him when a thought came to her mind before she stopped, stepping back to where she stood before.

Evelyn looked at him. She stared at him as she took in his seated form.

That was an Alpha male sitting in front of him. The Alpha male that started out with his legs apart, his back straightened against the chair, his head held high with his chin tilted upwards and of course the order of dominance that he let out.

That was her Alpha male. That was her man.

Evelyn licked her lips again. How many times has he given her pleasure? How many times did he kneeled in front of giving her immense amount of pressure by dividing his head into her legs?

It had merely a week for them to become sexually intimate and she had lost the count.

7 days and she had lost the count.

Perhaps it was time for her to give him something from her. It was time for her to deliver pleasure solely for the purpose of him, for the purpose of him being satisfied and not her.

Evelyn’s eyes went to the front of the plane. There was a one air hostess who was standing there just to be on the beck and call of the Don. Then they were the four men that was standing for their protection and not to mention the door to the pilot’s cabin that could open any moment.

Also on the upper level of the plane, there were more men sitting.

Somehow, she was not sure but Evelyn willed herself.

She sighed before squaring her shoulders backwards and strengthening her spine. Evelyn walked past Salvatore to where she knew the curtains.

"Evelyn?" Salvatore muttered but she ignored him. Drawing the curtains together and zipping them up, Evelyn turned to her man who was sitting in the chair looking at her questionably.

She gulped before she moved to stand in front of him. With a huge inhale, she kneeled.

"What?" He muttered, narrowing his eyes at her. "Are you—"

He stopped when Evelyn’s hands moved over to the belt and she started to unbuckle it.

"Evelyn!" He said sharply, more like a warning but she did not stop. Unbuckling the belt, she reached over to his underway, pulled on the elastic and took the angry cock out.

There was a difference between a dick and cock and this man possessed a cock.

A mighty cock.

"Don’t," he gritted out, as if in pain. "Sto—"

Evelyn darted out her tongue and she licked the tip of it.. Salty. Extremely salty.

Salvatore hissed through his teeth.

And that gave her courage for this.

She had seen this once or twice and she knew, if not exactly, but what she was supposed to do.

Her face dived into the space in between the cock and the balls and from there, she gave a long lick to the tip before she swallowed him whole.

She took him in as much as she could while her other hand kneaded the balls that felt heavy in her hands. Her head bobbed and a long string of curses left his mouth.

Before, she knew it, Evelyn felt hand being placed on the top of her head. She thought nothing of it but before she knew her face was pushed down to the very end of his organ.

Her eyes watered as she gagged. That was too soon for her. Too sudden for a plan that you had made merely seconds ago.

Evelyn gagged as her face was released but just as he let go again put her down making house follow him all the way through and hitting the back of her throat. Strings of saliva left her mouth connected to the cock she was swallowing once more as she left him before she swallowed it again.

"Fuck," he cursed in his hoarse voice filled with lust. "Take it, you whore." His grip tightened on her hair.

Her eyes widened at the degrading name she had called her. What? Where did that term come from, especially for her?

The thought was not on her mind for long because I fell and felt herself gagging to the extent to which she could vomit. This had gone from fun and playful for her to do something violating and invasive.

It felt like he fucking was her face.

"Shitshitshit.." he let out and Evelyn watched with her blurry eyes as his head leaned into the chair and his eyes rolled back. "Fuck, oh fuck."

Well, at least he was happy. She let go of him in her mouth after he let go of her head. Evelyn gagged slightly before swallowing all of the jizz. Small amount of it directly from her chin and she wiped it off.

Salvatore stood up in front of her while she kneeled down. He fastened the pants before adjusting himself and then buckled the belt.

"We are going home." He said without helping her to stand. He loomed over her kneeled figure, "Home."