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Colin manipulated her head with his grasp around her hair, feeling her head turn.
“Open your eyes,” he said.
She complied, almost collapsing when she did.
On every flat screen in the general area there was a different porn scene featuring a redhead woman getting railed every which way to Sunday. She cried out, her knees buckling. Feeling her body go up in flames. From embarrassment or desire, she wasn’t even sure anymore. It was all blending together in one incomprehensibly rough mind fuck. And he hadn’t even touched her yet.
Suddenly she regretted every time she begged, every time she was upset that he took her too gently, every time he ignored her requests.
The man was making sure she was good and thoroughly fucked, from her mind on.
And she wasn’t sure how she was going to survive this one.
“I’m going to cool you off baby. Get in the pool,” he said in her ear. Knowing her dilemma without her saying it.
He let her go suddenly, letting her find her balance. She walked slowly to the pool, not able to hide from the televisions. Hearing the tap of his shoes on the floor behind her, and the slow drag of something behind them.
She watched as one man had a pretty redhead tied up and was making her orgasm repeatedly. The woman’s high screams for mercy not bothering the man in the slightest, she was dripping sweat, mascara running down her face and drool was dripping from her mouth.
Olivia looked away embarrassed as she took the first step into the pool moaning and closing her eyes. Cold, but feeling instant relief from what felt like the fires of Hell licking at her skin.
Colin had grabbed a chair and took it to the side of the pool and sat with his ashtray, balancing it on his knee. Resuming his usual stance of his ankle on his knee, he rested his head on a finger against his temple as his eyes flickered from screen to screen. He’d fired up another cigar and was leisurely dragging on it, sounding like he enjoyed it very much.
Olivia watched him as he leaned his head back and blew impressive smoke rings in the air. She hissed as the water rose to her vagina, cooling her off wonderfully, only leaving an empty sharp ache instead of the unbearable burn.
Olivia plunged into the water, heart swelling as it enveloped her completely. She sunk to the bottom, willing her heartbeat to slow. She glanced up from the bottom of the pool and opened her eyes. Colin was crouched down, taking a picture of her. She floated back up, lungs burning as she broke the surface, flicking her hair back hard and splashing him, giving a little giggle as she got a nice amount of water on him.
Colin just sat there, not flinching, smoothly moving his cigar out the way of the spray. Flicking the tip with that sexy movement of his and letting her have her fun. He grabbed his scotch and offered it to her over the side of the pool.
“Come here, tilt your head back and open your mouth,” he said, watching her comply.
Olivia stuck her tongue out slightly as she did, and he hummed deep down in his chest as he smoothly tipped the glass with two fingers holding the ice inside, and poured the liquor straight down her throat. He watched her swallow before allowing her another drink, her pink tongue doing wild things to his imagination.
Suddenly one of the televisions took center stage and she turned in the water, her attention absolutely riveted as it stole her breath.
A woman was tied down, squatting on her knees on a large dildo. Her hips were encased by a leather harness that was hooked tightly to the floor by bolts, and her hands were restrained together by a rope hanging from the ceiling.
A crack rendered the air followed by a groan as some man whipped her back and her buttocks repeatedly. Her juices were copiously running down the dildo and onto the floor and she cried out as she orgasmed, throwing her head back in submission, looking like she was deep in subspace.
Oh fuck, I want that, Olivia thought, her skin heating up again, despite the cold pool water.
Colin tilted his head, watching Olivia’s reaction. She was incredibly excited and panting shallowly. Her irises dilated, only leaving a sliver of green.
“Get out,” Colin demanded hoarsely, walking to the wall and grabbing several towels he had stocked for the pool. He tossed them carelessly on the pool table and moved his laptop to the side. She walked out of the pool looking like a fucking goddess, her red hair made dark by the water and slicking to her head. He groaned as she walked slowly to him, knowing the effect she had.
Olivia’s skin was pulled tight due to the cold, her nipples were rock hard, and her body had a pink flush. He picked her up and placed her onto a towel he laid out on the pool table. Bending down he took her lips hard in a rough mating of mouths. His hands encased the side of her face, warming her up. He groaned as her unique taste invaded him. Pulling away, he turned and snatched up her heels, placing them back on her feet.
She looked at him questioningly.
“It’s going to hurt, isn’t it?” she whispered. “It’s going to be painful,” the thought thrilled her, pulsed through her veins, heightening her desire.
His intense gaze bore into her eyes.
“And if pain is what I want to give you, what do you say?” Colin asked, pulling his hand up to grasp her nipple hard, tugging rhythmically. Causing her to make a lovely sound. He waited as awareness slammed into her.
“I’m supposed to say thank you, sir,” Olivia swallowed, her body slightly undulating. He helped her onto her back, his big hand warm on the back of her head, lending her comfort. She bent her legs back and tilted her pretty heels in the air. He made her wait as he dragged his laptop back to him and pressed a couple of buttons. Suddenly, all the moaning and porn sounds stopped before an eerily familiar playlist started.
Her brain struggled to make sense of it, the monitors flickered back to life, and the image came into focus right as Colin dipped his head to her pussy and grabbed her whole mound in his teeth, biting her firmly.
