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It was not going to be one time. None of the times were going to be a one-time thing. Even now, I was filled with the need to make her come multiple times in so many different ways. I couldn’t even imagine how responsive she would be. How much her emotions would wrap me with satisfaction.
Especially after last night, it was almost impossible not to imagine myself buried deep inside of her. Her moans, her body, and even her damn breath made me harder than ever. I always enjoyed my impact on my partner during sex. It was also a basic physical need for me. But with Priscilla, I felt attracted toher. I always choose my partners according to a pattern, and she was the opposite of my usual type. Maybe she was what I truly enjoyed but didn’t know.
Today she was wearing a pink summer dress, and pieces of golden jewelry were shining on her neck and ears. She always wore them, and they looked very pleasing with her similar colored hair. I still thought she looked like Venus. She was the goddess of love and beauty, but that was not only that. She was an artwork on her own as well. She didn’t need to represent anyone else.
During dinner, I could do nothing but give her short glances. I was not bothered by it, though, because when the dinner ended, I knew I was going to bring it up during our meeting. My head was crystal clear. Still, when Salvatore announced for us to go to the cigar lounge for a meeting, I excused myself to go to the bathroom. I could not let my plan slip again. Yesterday night's mistake was reversible, but this one wouldn’t be. I wanted to go over everything in my head.
I had to have her.
But just when I got inside the bathroom and stared at my reflection, a knock sounded on the door.
“Occupied,” I answered with a hard tone. I just needed a moment alone.
“It is me,” a sweet voice came from the other side.
Fuck, she followed me. Roles were reversed.
I was not expecting to face her before the meeting. It was not a part of my plan. Yet, there was no way I was leaving her outside.
I unlocked the door, a million answers to her million questions instantly forming inside my head. When I opened the door, she almost flew inside and kicked the door closed with her pink heels. Before I could say anything or wait for her to speak, her hands were on my cheeks, and her lips were on mine. She was not strong enough to pull me down normally, but I was caught off-guard.
Despite my need to know how she felt and what she thought, I didn’t push her. My hands came to her waist, and I pressed myself to her. I was filled with the need to have her. I was not going to push it away.
It was not going to screw up my plan, I kept repeating to myself. I just wanted a taste before I went with it.
She kissed me so hungrily, so desperately.
“You shaved,” she murmured between kisses.
My chest grew warm. I was sure my heartburn was caused by my arousal because my cock got hard against her too. Still, I needed to check it with a doctor. It was too much.
Not now, though. Now was only about having Priscilla. “Do you like it?” I asked with a husky tone as one of my hands went lower to cup her ass.
“I do,” she confessed. It was different than the other times. She was always lustful, but right now, it was even more intense. Her hands traveled along every part of my body, and she kept rubbing her breasts on me. This was not enough for her. She wanted more.
Luckily, I wanted more as well.
I grabbed her thighs and lifted her to the counter. She opened her legs to let me settle between them. “I need this. I need a piece of you to stay with me.”
That was not true. She didn’t need something from me to stay with her. She was going to have me forever. This was not an end. It was a beginning.
I couldn’t tell those to her but instead pulled her skirt up to press my rock-hard cock into her core as I nibbled her bottom lip. I wanted her to feel me everywhere.
“You make me crazy,” she whispered, rubbing herself over my cock.
Shewas the one makingmecrazy. I wanted nothing more than to free my cock, pull her panties aside and pound into her. But I was not going to. She was good at kissing, but from what she told me last night, I knew there was a high chance of her being a virgin. Even if she was not a virgin, she was most likely not very experienced. She was also a romantic at heart, and where we had our first time was going to mean something. I didn’t want to steal that from her.
But I was not leaving after just kissing.
My hand went to the soft flesh inside of her thigh, enough to feel the heat of her cunt. I left her lips to suck on her neck. She buried her long nails in my scalp, and I suppressed a groan. “Let me make you crazier,” I whispered into her ear and then nibbled it roughly.
A soft moan escaped her lips. “Yes,” she said breathless. “Please.”
There was probably not a sweeter sound than her begging. There was no way I could deny her pleasure. My hand traveled to between her thighs, and I felt her soaked lacy underwear. Satisfaction filled me.
“So wet for me,” I murmured into her neck.
“Yes, for you,” she admitted pressing herself to my finger.
