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He leans forward, grips the back of my neck and lifts me towards him, ‘til my face is beneath his, his hot breath on lued to his, ainstsensation too good not to savor Another inch, shoved firmly in, another quick intake of breathe Holy hell My body reacts to his in a way I’ve never experienced His firrounds me -- his ck causesa carnal need I never knew I could have
"Tell Me" He orders, his h space to torture He withdraws slowly, causing ainst hisout the word as our eyes meet "Your cock Now Please"
He thrusts fully, et to experience all of hi rab his shoulder, gripping the strength of hi to be close to hi slow fks in which irth, and worships his stroke During these ardless of the money or the orders I a body,into his perfect ass as he increases his pace, the slick sounds of our bodies h kisses He kisses like he will never get enough, feasting ona fluid rhyth himself off ofme up to hi an animalistic need inside of me, a need that will only be fulfilled when I co around his cock, our kiss interrupted by asp, my whimper as , bucking backwards against his hand,as the buildup reaches an overflow point, e of explosion He releasesboth hands on the bed and unleashes the full force of his cock, quick, fast thrusts that are perfect in rhythm, perfect in speed, and heavenly on od above hts, his face determined and intense, the muscles of his chest and are tooout sensibility and logic and barriers on its path, htly and I wildly reach out, wrappinghiasm stretched out with every puivewithdown on the beauty that is BlueEyes
"Ride rindingmotion that creates friction on my clit
"No Up and down" He scowls atwhatever vibe he rocksup and then down, feeling hi, a slight twitch in its roan at the sensation, the stiff rod slick and hard insidemy sex with every doard path I settle fully down, the depth surprisingI can’t re htly frolazed eyes held by his, a cocky sainst hi the bed until he is propped against the headboard and supported by pillows, sitting half up, the change affecting the angle, a delicious effect that has , his eyes locked with htly as need overtakes his features
Iup and down in hard bounces, the i a smile from him, a nod of approval I move my hands to htly basis during a lap dance I lift the weight of theainst e in his face He sits fully up, knocking my hands to the side; my verticalswiftly, he gripsthem to one hand I pull with my hands, unable to free them and frown, his face now level withto calm whatever stor," he rasps
The new position forcesbeneaththat ripsshallower as I move to the position he seems to want, my back arched to allow my hands to travel lower, ed as I continue a hard rhythhtly, that hand now atfro on the exposed pucker between ht to hide h my body at the words It seems that, since the uessed ive asp escapinghe does, that alternation of teeth and tongue -- it has a stronger effect than before, odly level of arousal, the buds ofout for the attention he lavishes with his ently onhi oing to occur in tiduhthis orgas as he fksin and out as he holdsslightly as I co out ofalso, grunts co from deep within his throat, his upward thrusts hard and fast, pounding and shaking rippingme up and down in rhythm with his strokes, until he roars, a pri as the sound fades fro htly around ainst hi clearer than words ever could, ragged breaths co from both of us as ourainsthisle of sheets, his bare body towering above ed eyes,a slow and delicious journey over every curve, cut, and bulge of his body The best sex of my life has officially wiped as atbare assed out of the room
CHAPTER 8
Silence No purr of air conditioner, no television from another rooure out what I ao to sleep? Or is nohen he returns with a handful of dollar bills? My lack of expertise in the prostitution gamble puts h the lit doorway I propmy lips to speak My words die on , too big for BlueEyes
The man stops a foot from the bed, way too close forto coveryou nad," he drawls, his voice a h for nize his face One of the bodyguards; the one who drove us here
My hands only feel tight fitted sheets, and I glare at hi to cross in front of my breasts "I’iven that I as are different outside the slassed doors of the club Just because I undress at work doesn’t give anyone and everyone a free look at ht now, I feel nad and want to cover up Regardless of what this man has seen me do, I don’t want hiht
He throws so me A white towel I pick it up, realize it’s a robe, and coverback at the man
He has the audacity to smile at uesthouse"
Apparently the spark I felt, the incredibleness that was our sex, is not shared by BlueEyes I feel sudden irritation at the fact that I don’t know his daulars worth the effort -- everyone else forgettable But with tonight, and with the other visits that comprised our history -- I should have, at some point, learned his name But, other than the house tour, he has never utteredto fk you