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¨You have the poutest, prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen. God, I’ve missed you.¨ He speaks right into my wetness.
The rest of my body falls numb to his words as he delivers his magic, tickling every randy bone inside of me. My mouth curls open in a high-pitched moan as he wraps his mouth around my wetness.
¨Alex,¨ I gasp.
I wrap my legs around his head, staring up at the ceiling, enjoying every tongue swipe and frisky kiss he gives.
Chapter 10
Alexander
JustlikeIremembered,her juices are like a remedy. They coat my mouth like lacquer, acting as a sealant of her essence to me. I blow a steady stream of soft, airy kisses along her clit before my finger joins, and her knees squeeze the back of my neck.
¨Alex!¨ she yelps.
I really don’t give much if someone hears us. I doubt anyone does. The only energy on this side of the building is ours. I know she needs to learn her lesson. She can’t expect to move around me teasing another man when she’s supposed to be mine. If she can’t pretend to do it well in person, I ´ll take control like this again. And again.
It doesn’t take long for her to undo inside my mouth. I grip her backside, swatting one cheek before I rise to feel her tongue. Her kisses are wetter now, as if she, too, has cum in her mouth. She places her hand on my hard guy, so I flip it out.
Her big brown eyes cast down, blinking heavily. Oogling it, she slithers down like a good girl. Her knees on my trousers, her sweet mouth kisses my head.
“I can’t believe we’re doing this.” She exclaims, peering over her shoulder at the closed door.
She turns and begins smothering my dick with wet kisses; she stops at its base before circling my balls with her tongue. I grab her by her hair, pushing her to do what I’ve missed. She had a thing about leaning into my dick. That mouth treats my guy like royalty, giving it full service. Up and down like I set her mouth on an advanced mode, I’ve heard her only gag once before, and that was when she was drunk. But this…this feels undeserving. But I know it has nothing to do with me. She’s getting off too. She used to say giving me head made her feel powerful. I have no problem being her subordinate. I need to be someone’s; why not Micola’s?
¨Stop. Stop. Stand up.¨ I beckon, slipping a rubber from the inside pocket of my suit.
She rises, and the molten in her eyes has gotta be mirroring mine.
Licking her lips, she asks, ¨You don’t want me to taste you too?¨
My guy flinches, sturdy and ready. Why did she say that? She’s going to make me spill out before I’m even in her.
¨Spin around.¨
She does, placing the left side of her face against the wall. My leg separates her legs as I lift her dress up over her backside. There it is. Her crescent moon below her round ripe ass. I slap it upward, watching her flesh bounce. As soon as the condom’s on, I arch back and slide up into her. God, I better not explode as quickly as I did last time. I rock her ass up, pushing myself in and out in a wicked rhythm. Her flesh jiggles a tad bit more than she moans. Her hair in my hand, I remind her again, ¨ Don’t you ever embarrass me like that again.¨
She doesn’t respond verbally but presses her backside closer to me, signaling she understands. And just to make sure, I push it in harder, faster until anyone that may walk by would know someone is getting fucked.
¨Alex…we´re missing…the —¨
¨Shush it!¨ I smack her backside as I release inside of her, squeezing her hips until she squeals.
¨God, yes.¨ I mutter, slowly leaving her pouty, pretty pussy.
I clean myself up quickly. Micola was right; we are missing the auction. I sure hope I didn’t sacrifice a sculpture. Fuck, I probably did. If so, I can always negotiate with whoever did. My eyes get droopy as I peek at Micola straightening herself. As much as I’ve enjoyed these moments with her, I can’t lie; I want a full-length session with her. We could have foreplay for hours. Sure, we were younger then, but I haven’t had her completely naked these couple of unexpected times. I haven’t used my mouth on every inch of that heavenly gorgeous Sicilian body. Fuck, I want to devour her entirely. Maybe she’ll give it to me as a big thank you after opening night in August. Only about forty days away.
She interlaces her fingers with mine. Her face is dewy and sultry; she’s still wearing her sex eyes as we turn into the auction room. And the way she strolls, her head cock toward me, giving away we are late because we’ve been up to no good. This is how she needs to enter areas with me, everyoneknowingshe is mine.
I fail to look at Simon even though I feel his stare. By the looks of things, we missed four sculpture options, and of course, the last one was one of the hopeful pillars I have in mind for Carvel. Afterward, I’ll be sure to find out who took it.
Micola reaches for my hand, sitting up with pride to be here with me…right? Our lust got carried away, and just like old times, we sought release in a close-to public place. Micola and I share the excitement for voyeurism. Not too many women are turned on by ¨possible onlookers, ¨ but I recall how much she was.
I watch Simon lean over to whisper something to Micola. Whatever he says to her, it makes her squeeze my hand. I ignore the desire to ask her what he wants and concentrate on the auction.
Next up is the other sculpture I want. Back and forth, I go with a stout, hairy man on the other side of the aisle. He must be the guy who bought the other one. He finally gives up when it passes the three-hundred-thousand threshold. The guy behind the gavel claims it as mine at three and a half hundred thousand.
I clear my throat out of acknowledgment and eagerly await negotiation after the auction. After greeting a handful of artists and supporters, I leave Micola to do the mingling as I’m surprised to see Simon talking to the auctioneers about his new possession. I must’ve missed what he bought as I try my best to appear oblivious to his talk until I hear him say, ¨How am I supposed to get that huge boulder next door?¨
