The Deception by Marquita Valentine

they’re glazed with lust and desire... and an emotion I don’t recognize.
    I stop everything I’m doing. “Turn around and put your hands above your head, palms flat on the wall.”
    “I’m so close,” she pouts, and I kiss her again. Hard and quick.
    “Turn around, love.”
    Ignoring me, she takes my hand and slips two fingers, the same two fingers that were inside of her, into her mouth, sucking off the honey that coats them. “Did you want a taste?”
    “Sexy little piece, aren’t you?” I lean into her, watching as a blush steals up her neck and onto her face. “Are you normally so—?”
    “Never.” Uncertainty enters the picture. “If you don’t like it, I can stop.”
    I brush my mouth gently against hers, watching as her eyes flutter close. “I like it very much.”
    “Oh.”
    “Now, if you don’t mind...” I spin her around, taking her arms and placing them right where I want them. I tug her trousers over her curvy hips and down her shapely legs. The matching thong is next to go.
    Her thighs tense. “Roman?”
    “Gorgeous,” I murmur, running my hand down the length of her back. She relaxes at my touch. “That ass, love. Very nice.” I kneel on the floor behind her, sinking my teeth into her plump ass. She squeals, head turning to watch me. I smack the other cheek and grin. “Turn around and bend over a little. I want to see you.”
    Licking her lips, she does exactly as I ask, baring the most intimate part of her to the room. I lick her exposed pussy, making her jump and then moan. Plunging two fingers back inside of her, I began to pump them in and out. Then I go right back to that sweetness and suck on her swollen clit, until she screams my name and comes all over my face.
    I stay with her until the end, until her screams turn to moans, and then finally whimpers. I straighten, wiping my sleeve against my face. I’m hard and aching, not allowing myself acknowledge how much I want to fuck her since I walked through the door.
    I unzip my pants and pull out my dick, stroking it a couple of times to ease the buildup. It does no good. A couple drops of pre-cum have already beaded up.
    She turns, slightly stumbling as she kicks away her clothes. Her lips are swollen, her eyes are glazed, and her nipples are hard little points. Dark hair spills over her shoulders in waves. She rubs her thighs together, staring at my cock.
    “Do you want more?” I run my hand over my dick, showing her how long and thick it is for her.
    “I need you inside of me.”
    Unable to resist her, I lift her in my arms, murmuring into her ear, “Wrap your legs around my waist.”
    “Wait. Do you have protection?” she asks, as my dick comes into contact with her pussy. I slide her against the hard length, watching as she coats me with her come. “Oh God. Roman ... answer me before I do something stupid.”
    “In just a minute, love.” I work the head of my cock in, and her inner muscles grab at me. The urge to plunge all the way inside rides me hard, so hard that I’m ready to throw all caution to the wind and take her with nothing between us. Something I’ve never done. “How long has it been?”
    Her eyes open wide. “A few years.”
    Gritting my teeth against the hot contact, I ask, “Why?”
    “Bad experience.”
    Red clouds my vision. “Did he hurt you?”
    I lock my muscles, holding her suspended between the wall and my body as I await her answer.
    “It was my first time, so of course it hurt. After a few times, he found someone else. He said I was too inhibited for him.” Her eyes become focused. “That hurt worse.”
    I press a kiss to her forehead. “Sounds like he didn’t know how to encourage his woman to be uninhibited. Good riddance.” Though who am I to say this, when I know, without a doubt, I will be leaving her soon.
    To keep her safe.
    Doesn’t make me any better.
    Her lips tremble, and I let her legs slide to the ground. “I’m sorry if I gave you the impression that I’m this