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She looked down and saw him looking up at her. Standing up, she could see how hard his cock was. She licked her lips, wanting to taste him like he tasted her. She had to hold back the animal inside her that wanted to rip those expensive dress pants open and let his cock spring forth in all its magnificence. Darius picked her up by her waist like she was nothing but a feather to him. He positioned her to wrap her legs around him so he could walk them over to the large Victorian couch with gold inlays over by the bank of bay windows. He tossed her down onto the black velvet. He stood up, his hands reaching down to unbutton his pants.
“Wait.” Her voice was raspy, almost a whisper.
He stopped. She maneuvered herself up and reached for him. Her manicured nails slithered past the silk trim of the waist band, her thumb flicking his belt apart. If there was one thing she was an expert at, it was getting a man’s pants to the ground. She undid the buckle and popped the buttons, her hands sliding the black cloth down past his thighs until they dropped to the floor.
Well, hello there…
Turns out she wasn’t the only one expecting to get fucked tonight, since there it was staring back at her, a glorious, unsheathed sword hard and ready for action. Harmony had seen plenty of different cocks in her life, in more ways than one. But this one…it was the most beautiful thing she ever saw. It was long, hard, and perfectly thick. And would you look at that…the carpet matches the drapes. Gently, she wrapped her fingers around the shaft. Already it was pulsing beneath her hand, and she heard Darius moan a sigh of relief. She didn’t want this moment to end, so she slowly started stroking it, her mouth leaning in to suck on his head. Her tongue flicked over his skin, cradling it as her hand moved up and down his shaft. He reached to put his hand on the back of her head.
“Suck it.” His voice had changed from the soft and gritty undertones she was used to, to demanding and cold. The change stirred something inside her she didn’t understand. She felt him grip her hair and pull it downwards, so she had to raise her chin to face him. He was looking down at her.
“I want that mouth,mia rosa.Now.”
Yes, daddy!
He released his grip only slightly so she could reposition her head before she took his full shaft in her mouth. Her tongue going over every part she could possibly reach. She cupped his balls, her fingers dancing closely between them and his ass. The sound he made was primeval, instinctive. He wrapped his fingers in her hair, pushing her to help her. He tasted divine, like a heady mix of desire and bourbon-laced bodywash. Tears started to flow down her cheeks. Never in her life had she wanted a man so badly it caused her to cry. She wanted to please him, to have him come in her mouth so deep it would hit the back of her throat. He must have known what she wanted since he started to thrust his hips faster and faster until he cried out, holding her tight against him. Harmony responded by pulling him in as hard as she could, letting the salty liquid drip down her tongue into her throat. She felt a sense of euphoria feeling him squirt so hard it hit with such force at the back of her throat, and she gladly swallowed every, last drop.
Why does this feel so good? Please, Darius, give me more. Don’t let this end…
Pulling his cock out of her mouth, she looked up to see him smiling.
“That won’t do,mia rosa.I’m not done with you yet.”
He was so quick that she was almost instantaneously on her back on the couch. She looked down to see nothing had changed, he was still rock hard. It almost looked like he was even harder than he was before he came. Taking off his jacket and unbuttoning his shirt, he revealed a broad chest with the beginnings of a small 6-pack. She reached up to run her fingers down his chest and followed the little orange trail down to his cock.
Harmony felt a shiver of anticipation go down her spine. She didn’t know what he was going to do to her, but he hoped he would bring her some relief and fast.
“What do you want from me, Darius?”
He leaned in close to her. “I thought that was obvious.” He leaned even closer until his lips grazed her left ear. “You.”
The moment he said it, she felt him enter her. The feeling of him filling inside her almost made her explode on the spot. Her mind swirled, the ecstasy too much for her to handle. Waves of pleasure washed over her as he pumped inside her. Something in her mind clicked. Decades of tampered-down feelings and pain and hurt came boiling up. He was the key to unlocking her true potential. Tears poured out of her eyes, letting the feeling take her where she needed to go. He watched her every move, realizing what was happening. For the first time, he reached up and took his glasses off his face, never breaking his stride. Harmony stared back into deep black pools. Most women would be turned off by a man who had black eyes, but she found it sexy as hell.
No wonder he kept them hidden behind those glasses…
A new world opened to her. She saw lust, desire, and aching need… for her inside his eyes. She wrapped her arms around him, letting a guttural moan escape her lips as she reached her peak and the tears kept coming of pure pleasure.
“Darius…” she cried, her voice pained with an aching need. Their eyes were locked, and neither one of them were going to look away as they came together.
He thrust deep inside her, both of them coming and orgasming, their bodily fluids mixing together in peaceful harmony.
“Harmony…” he whispered as they climaxed together. She felt his body, slick with sweat, grow tense in her arms then limp as he spent his energy into her.
Harmony felt her soul leave her body. It almost pained her to feel him pull his cock out of her, but he only got up long enough to walk over to a large oak chest by a closet door and pull out a thick sherpa blanket. The couch was large enough to comfortably fit the both of them, so she slid over a little as he went to lie on the couch beside her, holding her close to his chest. Harmony wrapped one arm around him, lying her head on his heavily beating chest after quickly landing a soft kiss on his neck. Darius looked down and gently kissed her on the lips. She wanted more of his lips, but her body was too much like Jell-O lying between him and the arched back of the couch. Both perfectly content, he pulled the blanket over the both of them and they sat drinking in each other’s company, letting the moment take them. Soon, she drifted off to sleep.
Chapter 6
Darius
What the fuck was his life coming to? Within the last two days everything was turned upside down. He went from business and doing a typical hit to having a woman freely walk about his mansion sending his cock into spasms every time he looked at her like he was a horny teenager. For the first time, sex didn’t feel like a biological need he had to release…it felt like home. He didn’t know how to love them, to give them what they needed besides sexual satisfaction. Darius had always kept love and sex separate. Was it really supposed to be? He used them, fucked their brains out, then moved on to the next one, never getting attached because of his line of work. But this one…shewantedin. Since last night, he felt his heartandhis cock aching to please her. He wanted to see her smile, to bring her into everything about his life. He’d already told her more than he probably should have, and she took it in, even giving suggestions on how to pull Alessandro out of hiding. It was like she was meant to be in this world, to be his. Everything was going so fast he could hardly contain it. The dinner, the ease of talking about his work, her willingness to help him find Alessandro and bring him down, the delightful and sublime sex…he wasenjoyingit. The worst part was, he didn’t know if it was a good thing or a mistake. Villains weren’t supposed to get a happy ending.
Today, Darius was going over his plans in his study when she waltzed in. No woman had ever been in his office, but there she was, clad in one of his button-down shirts and lace-topped panties with a messy bun standing in his doorway. His cock immediately raised the flagpole, saluting her. His imagination started to run with it, thinking about ripping open those buttons, exposing her naked breasts underneath, grabbing her and nailing her right there on his desk. He couldn’t decide what was sexier…the red dress last night or this laid-back don’t-give-a-fuck look. He had to control himself. Last night he was able to let himself go, to give his all to her. Today was business. If he spent all his time fucking her, he’d never get any work done. No work meant no money, which meant no treating her to the lifestyle she deserved. That thought sobered him up only slightly.
She strutted across the lush, carpeted floor, the only room in the house except his bedroom with carpet flooring. Harmony came around the desk and hoisted herself up, popping her ass right on the wood. She looked down at the papers in front of him. It was too late to hide them now. She thumbed through them, acting like he wasn’t even there.Cheeky cunt.
Suddenly, she spoke. “That’s your problem, you’re doing this wrong.”
Darius raised an eyebrow. “Excuse me?”
