could be this
much fun?
As
he continued to use his tongue to send her excitement to new heights, he
reached underneath with his left hand and played with her clit. She pushed back
against him, arching her back and silently begging for release, but he stopped
before she came.
“Oh,
please! This is crazy fun, but I’m dying here!”
He
chuckled and kissed each ass cheek. “Do you think I’m not ready to explode?”
“I
think you’re having way too fun much torturing me.”
He
sank his dick into her pussy again, fucking her so slowly she thought she’d go
out of her mind with need. At the same time, Sela enjoyed it far more than she
could process. “Sadist,” she muttered.
“No
shit.”
His
comment made her laugh, but that soon turned to loud moans as he fucked her
rougher now. He still didn’t let her come, but Sela was loving this. When he
pulled out and returned to rubbing the strawberry over her ass and pussy, she
sighed, closed her eyes, and simply let go. Sela wanted to experience all the
sensations without analyzing them or worrying about the impending orgasm. This
was way too much fun to ask him to stop.
“You’re
all sticky, niña .”
“I’m
sure I am.”
“Are
you enjoying this?” His soft, smoky voice sent shivers down her spine.
“I
am. Very much.”
He
caressed the side of her breast. “I want you so hot for me that you can’t stand
it.”
“I’m
already there, Damien.”
He
moved to her side and kissed her deeply. “You have no idea how thrilled I am to
hear you say that.”
She
couldn’t even answer him. All she could do was stare into those intense, dark
eyes. Was he real?
He
kissed her again, and Sela’s heart did more flip-flops. “Thank you for being so
sexy and adventurous.” He kissed her hair. “And for being beautiful and fun.”
This time, he planted a kiss on the side of her breast. “Did I thank you for
being sexy?”
She
bit her lip. “Yes, you did.”
He
kissed her lips again. “Oh, good. I didn’t want to forget that one.” Damien
moved behind her again, and this time when he slid his cock inside, he thrust
hard and deep without mercy. When he reached underneath to flick her clit, he
didn’t stop even after she came. Sela’s climax was insane. She cried out loudly
and pushed against him, trying to take even more of him inside her.
He
grunted as he fucked her rough and hard. Droplets of sweat landed on her back,
but that only spurred her on even more. She had to grasp fistfuls of the
comforter to keep from falling onto the bed, and still he slammed into her. She
shook her head and rode the waves of sheer pleasure and desire racing through
her, until finally he called out her name and shuddered.
When
he finished coming, he withdrew, wincing audibly, and then he pulled her into
his arms and held her tightly. Their bodies were damp with sweat and sticky
with fruit, but Sela didn’t care. She’d never had an
experience that had even come close to this. All she could do was lie there,
matching her breathing to his own until they each slowed theirs. She never
wanted to leave this apartment or Damien’s arms.
When
she drifted off to sleep, it was with a huge smile on her face. Her life had
truly changed forever.
Chapter
Seven
Sela
woke to the smell of coffee and fried eggs. She took another sniff, and bolted
out of bed. If that wasn’t the smell of huevos rancheros, she didn’t know her
own name. Her stomach rumbled as she glanced around for her clothes, finally
spotting them folded on a chair, along with a brightly-colored satin robe and a
note.
She
picked up the note and read the same flowing script that had been on the card
with the flowers.
You may keep this robe, and wear it
if you wish while we eat breakfast. I hope you like strong coffee and
traditional foods.
Santino
had worked for Damien six years now, and Sela had heard of his reputation, even
before moving underground. All the perfect things he’d said to her last
much fun?
As
he continued to use his tongue to send her excitement to new heights, he
reached underneath with his left hand and played with her clit. She pushed back
against him, arching her back and silently begging for release, but he stopped
before she came.
“Oh,
please! This is crazy fun, but I’m dying here!”
He
chuckled and kissed each ass cheek. “Do you think I’m not ready to explode?”
“I
think you’re having way too fun much torturing me.”
He
sank his dick into her pussy again, fucking her so slowly she thought she’d go
out of her mind with need. At the same time, Sela enjoyed it far more than she
could process. “Sadist,” she muttered.
“No
shit.”
His
comment made her laugh, but that soon turned to loud moans as he fucked her
rougher now. He still didn’t let her come, but Sela was loving this. When he
pulled out and returned to rubbing the strawberry over her ass and pussy, she
sighed, closed her eyes, and simply let go. Sela wanted to experience all the
sensations without analyzing them or worrying about the impending orgasm. This
was way too much fun to ask him to stop.
“You’re
all sticky, niña .”
“I’m
sure I am.”
“Are
you enjoying this?” His soft, smoky voice sent shivers down her spine.
“I
am. Very much.”
He
caressed the side of her breast. “I want you so hot for me that you can’t stand
it.”
“I’m
already there, Damien.”
He
moved to her side and kissed her deeply. “You have no idea how thrilled I am to
hear you say that.”
She
couldn’t even answer him. All she could do was stare into those intense, dark
eyes. Was he real?
He
kissed her again, and Sela’s heart did more flip-flops. “Thank you for being so
sexy and adventurous.” He kissed her hair. “And for being beautiful and fun.”
This time, he planted a kiss on the side of her breast. “Did I thank you for
being sexy?”
She
bit her lip. “Yes, you did.”
He
kissed her lips again. “Oh, good. I didn’t want to forget that one.” Damien
moved behind her again, and this time when he slid his cock inside, he thrust
hard and deep without mercy. When he reached underneath to flick her clit, he
didn’t stop even after she came. Sela’s climax was insane. She cried out loudly
and pushed against him, trying to take even more of him inside her.
He
grunted as he fucked her rough and hard. Droplets of sweat landed on her back,
but that only spurred her on even more. She had to grasp fistfuls of the
comforter to keep from falling onto the bed, and still he slammed into her. She
shook her head and rode the waves of sheer pleasure and desire racing through
her, until finally he called out her name and shuddered.
When
he finished coming, he withdrew, wincing audibly, and then he pulled her into
his arms and held her tightly. Their bodies were damp with sweat and sticky
with fruit, but Sela didn’t care. She’d never had an
experience that had even come close to this. All she could do was lie there,
matching her breathing to his own until they each slowed theirs. She never
wanted to leave this apartment or Damien’s arms.
When
she drifted off to sleep, it was with a huge smile on her face. Her life had
truly changed forever.
Chapter
Seven
Sela
woke to the smell of coffee and fried eggs. She took another sniff, and bolted
out of bed. If that wasn’t the smell of huevos rancheros, she didn’t know her
own name. Her stomach rumbled as she glanced around for her clothes, finally
spotting them folded on a chair, along with a brightly-colored satin robe and a
note.
She
picked up the note and read the same flowing script that had been on the card
with the flowers.
You may keep this robe, and wear it
if you wish while we eat breakfast. I hope you like strong coffee and
traditional foods.
Santino
had worked for Damien six years now, and Sela had heard of his reputation, even
before moving underground. All the perfect things he’d said to her last
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