Page 8 of Dirty Saint


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I expect his thrust, but he takes time taking his tip up and down my slit.

"You're a tease," I gasp and close my eyes again.

"Eyes on me!" he demands.

When I look into his eyes, I feel tears at the edge of my eyes.

He enters me in one thrust and starts moving in and out in a cadence that has me vibrating. Ares' body is over me, and every time I want to close my eyes from the sensations, he nips my chin with his teeth.

When I crash the second time with an orgasm, I grip his hips harder with my knees and scratch his back.

"Fuck!" Ares grunts.

Our breaths are ragged. I feel an emptiness when Ares gets up and goes to discard the condom in the bathroom, which I'd overlooked before.

When Ares comes back to the couch, I'm already putting my clothes back on.

"In a hurry, vixen?"

"Um, no, I just figured that's what you do after a hate fuck!" I'm so fucking nervous.

He looks at me, his smile quirked up at the side. Fuck me; he is gorgeous. Dangerous too, and I wonder if that's what brought me up to this room with him.

You'd have to be blind not to find this asshole sexy.

I head to the bathroom; my hair is in disarray. My face is flushed, and my hair is everywhere. I try to comb it back into some semblance of order when I see Ares standing behind me, and before I know it, he's got his arms around my waist, moving up to my breasts. He's still undressed and watching me through the mirror. He has that smoldering look in his eyes again, and my heart starts to pound. I feel the butterflies start to flutter in my stomach and realize I'm beginning to soak my panties. I need to get the fuck out of here!

"This was… I'm just…ummm….," I can't form a sentence; this is just great. I move away, and to my relief, he doesn't stop me. He smirks as I turn around, and he finally looks at my face, obviously checking out my ass before.

"I've got to go," I say.

"Sure," he says simply, smiling at me widely.

We stand watching each other.

"Yeah, well, this has been…um, so I guess…um…okay then," I stumble all over myself. I look around the space for my purse because I'm not even sure I had it with me.

Ares clears his throat, "it's on the desk."

"Oh, right!

Great," I almost trip in my haste to get over to the desk. When I grab it, I move without looking back, and as I'm about to turn the knob on the door, Ares stops me by saying, "see you around, vixen."

I refuse to look back, and I have to turn the knob twice before it opens. When I close the door behind me, I lean on it to catch my breath. The sound I hear through the door is unmistakable. The asshole is laughing. I move quickly down the stairs. I almost run into Misfit as I head out of the hallway.

"Where's the fire?"

"I um, sorry, I … I've got to go!" I say over my shoulder, and I hurry to the front door.

What the actual fuck did I just do!

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