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“Charlize!” I cry out as I spurt long and hard, stilling as I spill into her over and over.

She’s panting and wild as my sweat covers my body, and hers.

I pull out, grabbing her hips as she turns and she wraps herself around my body.

I walk over to the couch and sit down before she nestles into my lap.

“Sink down on me.”

Her eyes go wide. “You’re ready again?”

“I need you on top. I’m so fucking turned on. You’ve been a very good girl, not like the little whore you normally are.”

She sinks down on me and I groan. Our lips meet and we kiss for a long time, my hands gripping her ass while she seats herself all the way down. We don’t move. I just stay deep inside her while we make out. I fondle her tits as she slides up and I take a nipple into my mouth.

“Don't take your eyes off me,” I warn her. “If you close them, I won’t let you come again.”

She grinds down and I hiss. When she pulls back up, I shift so I pull out. I dip my fingers into her pussy, coating my fingers with our releases. I bring my fingers to her lips. “Taste us, Princess.” She opens her mouth and my eyes are hooded as I watch her. She cleans them, moaning as I take her mouth again, dipping my fingers once more. “You’re going to ride Daddy’s cock while my fingers fuck your tight arse.” It’s not a question. I want it. And I’m going to have it.

“Yes,” she breathes, sinking down on me once more. I reach between us as she lifts off and she hisses when I touch her back entrance. She starts to bob up and down on my dick as I play with her ass. She spreads her legs wider, lifting off more. I coat her tight hole as I start to insert a finger, surprised when she doesn’t flinch. In fact, she sinks down on me and I just about lose it. She grinds down and I move her with my free hand, bouncing her as hard as I can while her eyes stay glued to mine.

“Next it’ll be my cock in there. In that tight little hole.” I growl, feeling my balls draw deep. I’m close. “Would you like that?”

“Yes — yes, I would. I want all of you, Mr. Devereaux.”

“Good. You can come now, but eyes on me.”

I stare at her, my eyes dipping to her nipples as they darken. I love how they change colour when she’s about to orgasm. I lick one and tug it into my mouth, sucking as her eyes heat. My finger is all the way in and she slides up and down. And then she’s coming — it’s glorious when she calls my name. I could never get sick of hearing it.

I follow behind, my cum spurting in hot waves as I move my mouth to hers and we’re all tongues.

This woman made me come four times today. Four! I’ve never done that even in my twenties or thirties, much less forties.

She collapses on me, her head resting on my shoulder. I’ve worn her out and we haven’t eaten yet. Though, I’m not surprised. One look at her in La Perla and I was bound to have her as a meal.

“I need to feed you,” I say. “Then we’re going to go to my bed and I’m going to keep you up for the rest of the night.”

That’s not a threat; it’s a promise. I haven’t even dipped into the depraved things I want to do to her. But she will find out soon enough.

Chapter Twenty-Four

Charlize

Alistair’s bed is the comfiest I’ve ever slept in.

Like the kind you only find in the best hotels in the world.

It’s like sleeping on a cloud.

This man has no boundaries when it comes to making me feel. We did it twice in the living room, had dinner, then he brought me to bed and ate my pussy out until I came again and again. He didn’t even care that his cum was still inside me. He’s a dirty, dirty man and I can’t get enough of it. I didn’t even get to give him his present, or show him any of the things that I bought. But there’s always tomorrow.

I snuggle into his chest as I revel in the soft lulls of him breathing. Yes. Tomorrow is another day. And after all the affection he’s shown me tonight, I can’t wait for what might be in store.

From him being mad, to not being mad, I don’t know if I’m coming or going.

But I do know that Alistair cares for me. I can see it in his eyes when he looks at me.

I don’t know what any of it means, or if this will last, but right now I’m just going to enjoy it.

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