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Her lips are soft but as unresponsive as the rest of her, and it makes my dick throb as I start to push inside of her. It’s easy enough to slide in. Her body is relaxed, making all of her so easy to take advantage of.
I’m giddy with joy and high on pleasure at being able to truly realize one of my fantasies, and the fact that I’m doing it with Lucia makes it even better.
She takes me in, even a few inches at a time as her slick hole seems to invite me inside. It’s not long before I’ve bottomed out, my groin resting against hers as I moan against her lips. I kiss her again, more urgently, and I run my tongue along her lips. There’s the faintest hint of the taste of ranch dressing, and I have to hold back my glee.
There’s not nearly enough in those traces to have any effect on me, but it’s a stark reminder of just how we got this way. She was so trusting, so willing, and that was the best part.
I wonder if she’ll realize what I did or if she’ll trust me again next time, too. Eventually, she’ll figure it out, but it’s a matter of when. And even when she does? She’ll agree to it again.
I start slowly, not wanting to leave her feeling too stretched out or in pain. I want her wondering what might have happened, not to come awake with the distinct knowledge that someone’s made love to her.
Each thrust is a careful one, painstakingly so, but it feels so good with her warmth wrapped around me. I kiss her lips over and over, each time reminded of what I did to her and how pliant she is beneath me. The thrill that I can do anything I want to her is almost more than I can stand. There’s no way I’m going to last long, not with this hanging over my head.
Especially when her body jerks beneath me.
I bet I can get her to come while I’m inside of her.
I slow my thrusts and reach down to play with her clit. She shivers and writhes beneath me, never once showing any signs of waking up despite her bodily reactions, and it’s with a little whine that she tightens around me. Her body trembles, and the feeling of her coming around me is more than I can stand. I spill into her with a groan, filling her with my seed, and I lie there breathlessly on top of her.
And to think…
That was only round one.
25
Angelo
It’s late by the time I get back to the mansion. We’re gearing up for the party Victor’s throwing, and between that and our usual business, I’m short on me-time. Between tracking down people and giving them a firm… talking to, I’m pretty exhausted. The only thing stopping me from heading straight to bed is knowing that Lucia is waiting for me.
I text Victor to let him know I want her for the evening and get a curt “Santino has her” in response. Well, too bad for Saint, because I’m going to have her tonight either way. I don’t bother knocking, half expecting to catch Saint and Lucia in the act. Which, admittedly, would have been hot.
But Saint’s at his desk, typing on his laptop. He ignores me, and I’m a little put out by that, so I stalk over to him.
“Hey, Saint.” I press up against his back and bring my arms over his shoulders, resting my hands on the desk. That finally gets Saint’s attention.
“Fuck off. I’m working.” He tries to push my arms away, but he doesn’t have the leverage—or raw strength—to do much about it.
Just to piss him off, I lean down to kiss his cheek. Saint suddenly slams his desk chair back into my stomach, and I wince in pain—but I’m not mad. It’s kind of sexy, actually, and I imagine wrestling with Saint until he finally gives in.
“Seriously, fuck off,” Saint growls. “Lucia is right there. I even got her all warmed up for you.”
“Aww, you were thinking about me,” I tease him. It’s just so easy to do, even though I know he’s freaking out because he’s afraid someone might see himacting gay. Never mind that he’s let me touch him more than once when no one is around.
I look over my shoulder at Lucia’s sleeping form. She’s wearing one of Saint’s shirts, her legs slightly apart. Her cunt is glistening with fluids, both her own and Saint’s, and she hasn’t moved at all since I stepped into the room.
Curious, I leave Saint to sit on the bed next to Lucia. She keeps sleeping, taking long, even breaths. Even when I poke her side and pinch her thigh, she stays like that.
“Did you do something to her?” I ask.
Saint gives me a wide grin. “Yeah. I didn’t give her too high a dose, so I think it should wear off soon.”
That actually kills some of my mood, because while Lucia is hot like this, I like it more when she’s actively participating. I pick up one of Lucia’s hands and let go. It drops immediately.
“Was she like this while you fucked her?”
“Yep.”
That’s great for Saint. I probably would have enjoyed watching just how into it he was, but now I’m left with a limp body. Annoyance builds up inside me. “I don’t know how you can stand it. You’re basically just masturbating with a blow-up doll.”
