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I took it off, kissed his chest, fumbled at his belt.
“You want to be the story,” he said. “You can’t help yourself. I see it in you, little Mona, delicious, hungry Mona.”
I took his belt off, dropped to my knees, and pulled down his jeans. He wrapped his fingers through my hair as I pulled off his boxer briefs, taking his thick, hard cock in my hand, slowly stroking up him up and down, my eyes wide at his long, thick shaft.
He pressed my mouth down over his tip then slid himself into my throat. I sucked him fast, moaning as I did it, lost in the moment. I knew I crossed a line, I knew I was going so much further than I ever imagined I would, but none of that mattered anymore.
There was only him, only Vince, only his body, his taste, his moans.
I sucked him faster, bobbing up and down, breasts shaking, hand gliding along his shaft. I felt gorgeous, I felt filthy, and I loved it. I wanted more, wanted every inch, and his moans, his groans, his hand hard in my hair kept me going, my body ringing with need, my wet spot dripping between my legs.
I slipped a hand down and began to roll my fingers along my clit.
He let out a growl of pleasure as I licked him, sucked his tip, and teased myself. I moaned as I took him into my mouth and he pushed me down deeper. I gagged, pulled back, looked up into his eyes as I stroked him.
I felt like a different person. As he leaned down and kissed me, I felt like he gave me permission to change.
He pulled me to my feet. I held his cock in both hands, stroking up him up and down. He kissed me, tongue in my mouth, taste on my lips, and I felt my breasts shake with every heavy breath, every hard stroke. He pushed me back to the pool table, licked a nipple, palmed my ass, then lifted me up onto the table.
I leaned back on my hands as he spread my legs wide and pressed the tip of his shaft against my soaking pussy.
He leaned forward and grabbed my hair hard again. It hurt and I let out a little moan, rolling my shoulders as he kissed my neck, my chest. He palmed a breast with his other hand and stared into my eyes.
“Tell me you want me to fuck you,” he said.
“I want it,” I whispered.
“Say the words,” he said. “Tell me you want me to fuck you.”
“I want you to fuck me,” I said.
He clenched his jaw and I felt his tip spread me open. I was soaking wet, dripping down along his shaft, down onto the immaculate, expensive pool table. He slid himself inside of me and I threw my head back, or at least I tried. He held me with his fist, his fingers keeping my head forward, my eyes locked on his.
“That’s right,” he said. “Your tight little pussy’s all mine now, you know that?” He filled me the brim, brought himself deep between my legs. I moaned in bliss, breasts shaking, legs trembling as I wrapped them around his hips.
He began to grind himself against me, kissed my lips, bit my shoulder, fucked me slow. I took him deep and rough, grabbing his back, digging my fingers into his muscles. Each sharp thrust sent a spray of emotion through my body. I gasped, again and again, whispered his name like a secret I could only tell myself, moaned and began to writhe my hips.
He took me like that on his father’s expensive pool table. But none of it mattered, not the setting, nothing in the world.
I knew that, just outside, there were men who wanted us dead. There were men who would be glad to put a bullet through Vince’s eyes, and be glad to kill me right next to him.
But here in this room, with my Vince, his cock between my legs, his body against mine, none of it mattered.
Sweat began to trickle down my spine as I moved my hips faster.
He took me, thrust into me, rough and deep and long. I gasped and whispered in his ear.
“I want all of you,” I groaned. “I want everything. Do you know what I mean?”
“I know what you mean,” he said. “But I don’t think you can handle me.”
“Please,” I begged. “I want it, Vince. I’m tired of pretending like I don’t.”
He cupped my chin with one hand and stared into my eyes.
“Don’t ask for something you’ll regret,” he said.
“I won’t,” I moaned.
He fucked me faster then, biting my lower lip. I writhed back against him, rolling my hips, pushing my clit against him. His growls and groans rang in my ears, sent shivers of pleasure and joy down my spine, made me moan in pure ecstasy.
