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“Use your words.”
Lust overtakes me as he presses up against me. “Yes,” I reply.
“That’s what I like to hear.” He chuckles with such elegance.
I thought he might appreciate this dress sometime after the visit and from what’s happening, he is certainly appreciating it now.
“I should have taken your panties off when I ate you out. Maybe being able to finger you during that embarrassing dinner would have calmed my nerves.” Fuck, I would have not been able to keep it together at all.
He looks down at my neck, then my exposed shoulders and my cheeks heat up as he looks at me intensely. What is he thinking about? “What?” I say in a soft voice.
“What should I make you?” He whispers to himself I'm assuming. He is still trying to figure out what to design for me. How adorable.
A rumble of giggles comes out of me. “Ru, is that what had you looking at me so seriously?”
He doesn’t laugh, but narrows his eyes, “You know if someone else had asked I would know exactly what to design, but I can’t figure out what I want to make for you yet. I've never had this happen before.”
I play with a strand of his hair, “Ru, do not stress over this. Please, you don’t have to.” I insist, but this only makes him smile.
“No, this is amazing. I haven't felt this frustrated since I started designing. That’s the point of a project, Taurus.”
“That’s true. Then, I can't wait to see what you produce.”
As I look at Ru, I can’t help, but get sucked into his brown eyes, trace over his long, muscular torso, and snuggle into his neck inhaling his natural scent.
“You look like you want to devour me, brown eyes.” His sweet voice shattered me.
I rub myself deeper into his neck, “I do. You are all mine to do with as I please.”
“Always honest.” He groans into my ear.
I pull away from him, standing up in front of him as I take out my hand for him to grab. He has no hesitation in grabbing my hand and gets up from the couch as well.
He follows me back into the dining room and I remove everything off the table. I signal him to lie down on the dining table. He follows my gesture, happily. I slip out of my panties and shove them into the pockets of his sweatpants. His dick print is ridiculously noticeable and I’m ready to make this man in front of me,mine.
I pull out his cock and before I do anything, Ru is already twitching with enthusiasm. “Who’s more sensitive? You or me?” I tease, as I grab a hold of his cock or what I can fit into my hand. His eyes watch attentively for my next move, but I sit still. “Relax…isn’t that what you told me? Are you anxious to let me have control?”
He smiles sheepishly, “Of course not.” He claims, but he is.
I squeeze his cock harshly and he groans with a smile on his face. He sits up right after and I see him eyeing the wine bottle he opened and never finished. He drinks from the bottle. “For the nerves?” I joke.
He picks me up and lays me down on my back. “What are you doing?” I ask, but he ignores me, and he pours the remaining droplets on my stomach. “Don’t waste that, that’s a thousand-dollar bottle of wine.”
“And I would pay ten thousand more to see you cum all over it.” He drinks the rest of the wine and rubs the cold bottle against my inner thighs.
“How does the temperature feel?” He says softly above me.
“Cold and wet.” I exhale.
He smirks as he sticks a finger inside my gaping warmth. With ease, he removes it, licking the wetness of his fingers. “Always ready for me, aren't you? Such a good girl.” He gloats, pushing the bottle into my pussy.
I gasp as the cool glass takes up space inside me. He pushes it further and I shudder. Ru leans down and kisses my lips. His kiss leaves me hornier than before. Soft, slow kisses make it easier for him the fuck me with the bottle. “You’re taking the bottle well.” His thrust becomes slower and deeper.
Ru
Those starry eyes look to the heavens when she should search for a warmer place. Taurus’s body and mine are honest to a fault. She’s not shy about enjoying me fucking her with a wine bottle and is even rubbing up against it to come. Every day she shows me more of her nature. How well she managed herself at the table this morning, how she wanted to jump back into where we started this morning even after all that nonsense. Nothing phases her and that is a trait not easily found.
“Ru…” She calls out to me. “I…”
