lifted his head and gave her a slight small. “But it’s the best kind of death, isn’t it?”
“Oh, yeah,” she moaned, grinding her pussy against his face, seeming unable to get enough of his mouth and tongue. He licked her from her clit to the crack of her ass. Linda stiffened beneath the ministrations of his tongue as he fed, hungrily slurping the nectar from her cunt.
Her fingers dug into his hair as she moaned and sighed deep in her throat. He licked her labia, making sure he got every drop of her honey. Niccolo lifted his head to see her staring down at him with passion-glazed eyes. He knew he could bring her to another orgasm in minutes if he really wanted to, but, strangely, he didn’t.
Niccolo couldn’t shake an ominous feeling that something wasn’t quite right. He slid up next to the now-still Linda and placed a gentle kiss on her thin but inviting lips. “Thank you, Linda.”
“Are you going to ... I mean, don’t you want to finish?”
“Umm ...” Without hurting her feelings, how could he tell her that he no longer had the inclination to finish fucking her? To be honest, now he wasn’t quite sure why he had approached her in the first place.
Actually he did know but refused to acknowledge it.
Shit! As he glanced at Linda, all he could think of was Sasha. It didn’t help matters that Linda had dark hair and eyes, and skin so pale it was like cream, just like Sasha’s. “I’m sorry, Linda.” He kissed her again.
She pouted. “That quickie back at the club doesn’t count. I wants some more of your big, beautiful cock.
He climbed out of bed and began to dress. “I’m sorry, but I have to go. Forgive me.”
“You’re really leaving?” she asked incredulously, as though it were inconceivable that a man could walk away from her. Niccolo knew her type well— a good time party girl looking to find the next sucker to finance her lifestyle of more partying, boozing, and drugging. He had, in fact, tasted faint traces of cocaine and ecstasy in her secretions. Though she would have willingly given him some more pussy, he knew it would be wiser to leave her alone.
He didn’t need any more complications in his life. Damn, times like these he wished he could be as outspoken as Romeo, who would know how to easily extricate himself from this situation. “I’m sorry, bellisima , but I have some pressing matters to take care of.”
“So all you wanted to do was eat my pussy? Well, at least let me reciprocate. I’m not sure all of that big dick will fit in my mouth, but I can try.” She grinned at him and moved off the bed to stand in front of him. She rubbed her small breasts against his arm.
“I’m sorry, but I really do have to leave.” He gently pushed her away and quickly donned the rest of his clothes as Linda watched in obvious disbelief.
She crossed her arms and scowled at him. “What’s wrong with you? Are you a fag or something?” She didn’t look so pretty anymore, and he was no longer interested in sparing her feelings.
“If that was meant to be an insult I’ve been called far worse. To be quite honest, Linda, I’m no longer interested.” He grasped her chin between his thumb and index finger, forcing her to meet his stare. “Get your life together, stay off the drugs and never come to my club again.”
She nodded in a daze at his hypnotic suggestions. He rarely glamoured humans but Linda was the persistent type. Once he was sure she’d taken his suggestions to heart, he released her chin.
“ Ciao, bellisima. ” He left the room before she could respond. He had been a fool to go there in the first place.
With his Linda problem resolved, he wished he could shake off the feeling of impending doom. He couldn’t figure out why something just seemed off.
Niccolo slid into his black Ferrari and started the engine. He debated whether to head back to the club or not and decided against it. His business manager would make sure things were running smoothly, and it
“Oh, yeah,” she moaned, grinding her pussy against his face, seeming unable to get enough of his mouth and tongue. He licked her from her clit to the crack of her ass. Linda stiffened beneath the ministrations of his tongue as he fed, hungrily slurping the nectar from her cunt.
Her fingers dug into his hair as she moaned and sighed deep in her throat. He licked her labia, making sure he got every drop of her honey. Niccolo lifted his head to see her staring down at him with passion-glazed eyes. He knew he could bring her to another orgasm in minutes if he really wanted to, but, strangely, he didn’t.
Niccolo couldn’t shake an ominous feeling that something wasn’t quite right. He slid up next to the now-still Linda and placed a gentle kiss on her thin but inviting lips. “Thank you, Linda.”
“Are you going to ... I mean, don’t you want to finish?”
“Umm ...” Without hurting her feelings, how could he tell her that he no longer had the inclination to finish fucking her? To be honest, now he wasn’t quite sure why he had approached her in the first place.
Actually he did know but refused to acknowledge it.
Shit! As he glanced at Linda, all he could think of was Sasha. It didn’t help matters that Linda had dark hair and eyes, and skin so pale it was like cream, just like Sasha’s. “I’m sorry, Linda.” He kissed her again.
She pouted. “That quickie back at the club doesn’t count. I wants some more of your big, beautiful cock.
He climbed out of bed and began to dress. “I’m sorry, but I have to go. Forgive me.”
“You’re really leaving?” she asked incredulously, as though it were inconceivable that a man could walk away from her. Niccolo knew her type well— a good time party girl looking to find the next sucker to finance her lifestyle of more partying, boozing, and drugging. He had, in fact, tasted faint traces of cocaine and ecstasy in her secretions. Though she would have willingly given him some more pussy, he knew it would be wiser to leave her alone.
He didn’t need any more complications in his life. Damn, times like these he wished he could be as outspoken as Romeo, who would know how to easily extricate himself from this situation. “I’m sorry, bellisima , but I have some pressing matters to take care of.”
“So all you wanted to do was eat my pussy? Well, at least let me reciprocate. I’m not sure all of that big dick will fit in my mouth, but I can try.” She grinned at him and moved off the bed to stand in front of him. She rubbed her small breasts against his arm.
“I’m sorry, but I really do have to leave.” He gently pushed her away and quickly donned the rest of his clothes as Linda watched in obvious disbelief.
She crossed her arms and scowled at him. “What’s wrong with you? Are you a fag or something?” She didn’t look so pretty anymore, and he was no longer interested in sparing her feelings.
“If that was meant to be an insult I’ve been called far worse. To be quite honest, Linda, I’m no longer interested.” He grasped her chin between his thumb and index finger, forcing her to meet his stare. “Get your life together, stay off the drugs and never come to my club again.”
She nodded in a daze at his hypnotic suggestions. He rarely glamoured humans but Linda was the persistent type. Once he was sure she’d taken his suggestions to heart, he released her chin.
“ Ciao, bellisima. ” He left the room before she could respond. He had been a fool to go there in the first place.
With his Linda problem resolved, he wished he could shake off the feeling of impending doom. He couldn’t figure out why something just seemed off.
Niccolo slid into his black Ferrari and started the engine. He debated whether to head back to the club or not and decided against it. His business manager would make sure things were running smoothly, and it
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