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“Thank you.”
I can hear the smile in her voice when she replies. “You’re welcome. Hang in there, big guy.”
She pats my arm, making me chuckle.
* * *
I’ve barely put the car in park that I slide out of my seat and circle to Emma’s side to get her door. She watches me with amusement, I’m sure, mocking my eagerness. You won’t be smiling long, sweetheart. I’m about to fucking ruin you for anyone else, ever. I match her sly smile with a smirk of my own as I take her hand to help her out of my blackQuattroporte. The gravel crunches under our soles as we approach my big ass house. It’s an old brick mansion on the outskirts of town. In the secluded neighborhood where the one percent lives.
I rarely bring women to my house. In my line of work, there are very few people I can trust. So my home is my sanctuary. Mostly my family and closest friends come here. But I needed to see Emma in my house. Something deep inside me wanted to know she fits in my environment. But I’m too fucking horny and too goddamn scared of the answer to try to figure out why.
We step inside the foyer and Emma Gomis fucking blows my mind.Shit, this girl. Instead of looking around, oohing and hahing, she fucking attacks me. Climbs me like a tree, wraps her long legs around my waist, making her fucking tiny dress bunch up at her hips, and latches on to my mouth, fingers buried through my hair. Un-fucking-believable! In a matter of seconds, I’m right there with her, fill my hands with her voluptuous ass, holding her firmly against my body. Returning her fucking hungry kisses, I march us up the stairs to my room.
“Fuck, baby. I fucking love how fucking hot for me you are,” I growl against her kiss-swollen lips.
“I don’t know what you do to me, Romano,” Emma breathes out in a throaty voice. “I’ve never been like this. Never felt this way for anyone…”
I fucking believe you, amore. Right back at you.
We fucking kiss like our lives depend on it, hands groping any body part we can grab onto. kick the door open and aim for my giant bed. I fucking love my bed. California King Size, memory foam mattress, goose feather duvet, Egyptian cotton sheets. It’s like an immaculate cloud in the middle of my dark, wooden furnished room. Fucking perfect for rest or play.
I lay Emma on the bed, pressing into her body for one last kiss, letting her feel the full effect she has on me. When I detach our mouths and stand, she’s up on her forearms, palms flat on the bed, eyes dazed, wet lips parted, dress askew… The top showing a good portion of her lacy dark purple bra and generous rack, the skirt pooling around her full hips, displaying long legs, thick thighs and the triangle of lace covering the pussy I can’t fucking wait to get closely acquainted with. Her feet dangling off the side of the bed.
I stand between her parted legs and start slowly undressing, gaze glued to her fucking ravenous eyes. I fucking love the way she looks at me, the way she touches me, kisses me. Like I’m the sexiest fucking thing she’s ever seen in her life. Better fucking believe that’s exactly who she is to me.
I shoulder off my jacket, letting it fall to the ground, and we barely hear a faint thud when the fabric hits the thick carpet of my bedroom. I lost the bow tie a while ago, not even sure where exactly. My fucking trembling fingers un-tuck the lapels of my fitted shirt from the waistband of my tailored slacks. Emma’s eyes grow even hazier and she licks and bites her full, juicy bottom lip. Fuck, that’s hot.
She lets out a labored, “fuck…”
My hands keep working on auto-pilot, rummaging with my belt buckle. The only sounds in the room, our ragged breaths and metal clanking. The air vibrating with sexual tension.
I lick my lips and order, “come here.”
Emma corks a challenging eyebrow but still slides to the edge of the bed, hands flat at her sides, licking and biting her tortured bottom lip, eyes devouring the outline of my cock through my pants. Looking fucking magnificent with her big, curly hair disheveled, her curves barely covered, and that fucking ravenous look in her wild eyes. Shit, maybe I should be the one to worry. I let out a dark chuckle, watching her eye-fuck me as I unbutton and drop my shirt to the floor. I stand like that for a beat, cupping and stroking my hard dick through my slacks, soaking in the way Emma’s burning stare travels over my taut muscles, and virtually licks and bites every inch of skin revealed to her.
“Dolce, if you keep staring like that, I can’t promise to be gentle.”
“I changed my mind,” she purrs, not lifting her eyes from the movement of my fingers on my dick, as if she were hypnotized.
“Fuck, baby,” I growl back.
Unable to wait another second, I lower my boxer-briefs and pants in one swift movement, and take my shaft in hand, giving myself long, hard strokes.
“This what you want, pretty girl? You see how fucking hard you made me? So fucking hard for you,cara. All for you.”
As the words leave my mouth in a low, gravelly voice, I barely recognize myself, I fist and rub my dick.
“Now take your fucking clothes off, baby girl. Every single thing.”
I hiss out a ragged breath when she immediately obeys, thrashing aside her dress and bra, and swiftly sitting up to slide a poor excuse for panties down her legs.
Now she’s sitting on my fucking bed, milky brown skin on starch white sheets. Her fucking gorgeous face upturned to me, and fucking curves for fucking days. Those full tits. Her wide, round hips. That soft belly. Her thick thighs, long, shapely legs, and cute feet with ruby red nail polish on her manicured toes.I’m gonna fucking devour my woman.
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Emma
Alex extends an arm to slide his fingers into my hair and fist. He holds me in place, still stroking his long, thick, mouthwatering cock. The bulging veins and dripping precum making me lick my lips with hunger.
