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“Do your worst,” he says, making himself comfortable in the chair across from me. If only this weren’t a kids’ party, I’d paint a big dick smacking his forehead. “I know what you’re thinking,” he tells me with a chuckle.
“Oh, that’s right. Because you have my number.” Grabbing my brush, I tell him, “The options are rainbow, lightning bolt, or cat.”
“Cat.” He leans in and tells me quietly, “I love having pussy all over my face.”
“Uh-huh.” I make a show of rolling my eyes, ignoring the clenching of my own pussy. Grabbing a flat brush, I rub the bristles back and forth over the paint block. Leaning in close to Fabio, I try to ignore how good he smells as his intense whiskey-colored eyes track my every move. I keep my hand steady as I run the brush above the outer edge of his left eyebrow—making an arch.
“Why do I think you’re not giving me pussy?” His lips quirk.
“The man’s a quick study.” I grab a smaller brush and dip it in white paint, forcing my hand steady as I paint a cloud at the end of the rainbow. “So, what? You thought I’d get amnesia and forget you’re a malákas who strong-armed me into giving you poker lessons you didn’t need, and that I’d spread my legs because you sent me breakfast and flowers?”
“I don’t want you to have amnesia when you spread your legs for me, Katerina. You’re going to fucking remember my dick being inside you,” he warns.
“Promises, promises,” I chide, ignoring the fact that my nipples are hard enough to cut all of the mirrors next to me. Feeling someone watching us, I glance over Fabio’s shoulder to spot Darius. “What do you think the big, bad enforcer’s gonna do when he finds out you’ve been trying to shake down his little cousin?” I turn my attention back to Fabio.
“And get in her pants?” He leans across the table. “I don’t know. Should we tell him my fingers have already been inside you?”
“Fuck you,” I whisper.
“I’m game. Walk inside the house, down the hall, and turn right. Meet me in the bathroom, and I’ll have your pussy all over my face.” With that, Fabio gets up and walks off.
There’s a war going on between my new tattoo and my pussy.
Just say no, my tattoo says.
Just say yes, my pussy argues.
Waiting a few minutes so it’s not too obvious, I rise and make my way inside the house. In my defense, I’m not a good girl; I don’t even play one on TV.
“Hey, Kat,” Lily says. “Looking for the bathroom?”
“You read my mind.”
“Down the hall, first door on the right,” she tells me.
“Thanks.”
My heart’s racing as I walk down the hall and reach the bathroom door. Opening it, I try not to yelp as a strong hand yanks me inside. With a naughty glint in Fabio’s eyes, he locks the door behind me.
“No fun. You washed off the rainbow,” I tell him with a playful pout.
“Needed a blank canvas for your pussy.” Moving fast, he has me pinned against the wall, his mouth attacking mine.
An embarrassing moan escapes my lips as he breaks the kiss, moving his tongue along the fluttering vein in my neck. Fabio sucks a patch of skin into his mouth as I grind my pelvis against his rock-hard dick. But his mouth doesn’t let go, and it dawns on me what he’s doing. “No!”
He laughs against my skin, releasing the suction.
“You ass! I’ve gotta go back out there to a kids’ party with a freakin’ hickey!”
“Just painting your canvas; now come here and paint mine.” Fabio picks me up by my hips like I weigh nothing and places me on the pedestal sink. He falls to his knees, and it’s hard to stay too pissed when I am about to paint his face with my pussy.
I help the man out by hiking up my dress. “I love being placed on a pedestal,” I joke.
“Where this pussy should be,” Fabio agrees, leaning his head in and spearing me with the tip of his tongue through my panties.
“You’re an ass and a tease,” I tell him with a breathy moan.
“If only I had all night, I’d have you begging,” he promises.
