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Shit.
She laid down on the pillows, her hair fanning out around her like she was in a pool of water.
“Thanks for this. Don’t worry, I can keep my hands to myself.”
“I’m not worried about that.”
She turned her head over to look at me. I could see her in the faint light coming in from outside, but only barely.
“You think you can resist me? I don’t think I’ve ever had someone resist me since I turned eighteen.”
“I would never touch you unless you wanted me to,” I told her. It was just now as her eyes stayed on mine that I realized she was testing the waters.
She wanted me.
Just as I wanted her.
“What if I wanted you to?” she asked, softly but I heard her. My body was tingling as I held her gaze as long as I could before I saw her move the sheet down and she pulled the shirt up to reveal a lacy, barely there thong on her pussy.
My mouth was dry, or it was salivating? I had no idea which but I was out of breath.
Could she be any more perfect?
She sat up, lifting the shirt over her arms and throwing it to the side of the room. I could see she had no bra on. Her supple breasts, with their puckered nipples, sat there, on that smooth chest, waiting for me to taste them. I moved over to her instantly, my mouth on hers, showing her just how badly I wanted her. She moaned into my mouth as our tongues tangled together, my hand traveled down to cup her heavy boob, my fingers pinching her nipple. She gasped into my mouth as she climbed over to straddle me. My cock sliding along her thigh. She’d be able to feel how hard I was already.
This was happening, it wasn’t a dream. I was about to have her. I tangled my other hand in her hair and pulled her head back. She moaned at the pain of her hair pulling.
“You sure about this?” I asked, my voice surprising me with how deep it was. “After this, there’s no going back.”
“I wouldn’t have come in here if I wasn’t,” she replied, before she rubbed her thigh against my cock again. I hissed at the sensation of the luscious smoothness of her leg against my hard dick.
I flicked my finger over her nipple again and she arched her back at the pain that shot through her body. I grabbed her hips and pulled her onto her back, switching places with her so I could have my way with her. She looked up at me with shock as I gripped the sides of her thong and yanked them down her legs. I pulled her legs to either side of my legs and pulled her hips up, resting her thighs on my shoulders as I delved my tongue into her. Paisley arched her back, pillows dividing beside her on either side. She gripped the sides of the bed as my tongue found her clit, her moans turning into little gasps of surprise as I licked around her little button, moving two fingers up to tease her lips open. As I bore down on her clit, I moved my fingers into her, matching the rhythm of my tongue. Her hips were bucking off the bed as she screamed out in pleasure. It was the sweetest sound I’d ever heard before. Her hands went to my hair, running her fingers through my hair and pulling. I held her hips down so I could really dig my fingers into her as I suckled at her most sensitive part.
Paisley screamed out my name as I felt her pussy squeeze my fingers and her hips roll over and over again. I rode out her orgasm with my fingers until she relaxed onto the bed. My cock was aching for her.
Paisley
Halen towered over me, looking every inch the Greek God you read about in school. He’d given me the most earth shattering orgasm I’d ever experienced and my body fully wanted to relax into the bed. The darkness in his eyes told me we were far from done, and that made me giddy. He pulled my legs up so my butt was off the bed and was about to move into me when I stopped him.
He frowned as I moved away from him, down to the floor. As I got down on my knees, he knew exactly what I was about to do.
No words were needed as he moved to sit on the edge of the bed, his cock jutting out in front of me. I gripped the base of him and held his eyes with mine as I opened my mouth and took him in, just the tip at first, the tip of my tongue skirting around the head of him. He blew out a hiss as his hands fisted in the sheets behind him. I made slow movements, my mouth getting used to his girth as I licked a path up the vein under his cock. He fell back against the bed, groaning, pulling the sheets up around him as I picked up my pace, bobbing my head up and down, loving the power I had over the super scary underworld king right now.
Even though it would have been in his best interest to let me go back with Zane, he knew I didn’t want to. And he’d blown, probably the only peaceful negotiation he would have to protect me.
I’d never wanted a man more.
Not because I couldn’t hold my own, but sometimes, I didn’t want to have to do it alone.
As I squeezed his cock, I worked up a pace that I knew would make him blow.
“Fuck,” he groaned, slamming his fists back down on the bed. “You keep doing that with your tongue and this will be over and soon.”
I smiled around his dick and traced the tip of my tongue over the tip of his cock, forcing him to grab my arms and lift me up. I let him guide me to straddling him, his cock, wet and looming large in between my legs. He held his cock as he guided it into me. The feeling of his large cock sliding into me, slowly, had my breath gasping out of me. My pussy was taking its damn time adjusting to his girth as he grabbed my hips with his hands to hold me up as I slowly moved up and down on him. One hand grabbed my hair and pulled my head down to look at him. Our foreheads touched, as I breathed out hard, my hips doing all the work as I moved him inside of me. His mouth claimed mine, as he fell back onto the bed, taking me with him. I moved up and down on his body, his cock doing things to me, as I kissed him.
Slowly, I moved up, holding my position above him by putting my palms down on his pecs for leverage. His hands went to my hips, his fingers digging into my skin. I raked my nails down his chest, as he hissed out at me. Taking what he was giving me, I took control of my movements as his fingers told me the moves he liked. His eyes were glued to mine as I rode him, slowly, taking him all in and moving my hips in a circular fashion so I could feel him on all sides of me.
I could get lost in those black pits of his eyes. The way he looked at me, as if nothing else existed around us. It was just me and him, in the moment, together.
