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“I can’t take mine off your thick cock,” the breathy words bubble from her mouth, her back arching from the bed as cries begin to come from her.

“Are you thinking about it stretching out your cunt or your ass?” I breathlessly ask as I quickly approach my own release.

“Yes,” she stares at my cock with her hips grinding relentlessly, trying to take her fingers deeper.

“Come for me. Show me how you’d come all over my cock.”

She adds a finger to her clit as she grinds on her hand, and I watch as she comes completely undone before me. Thighs trembling and hips quivering on her hand, screams spill from her lips as she forces herself over the edge.

As she crumples before me, ribbons of cum splatter across my stomach. It drips down my abs as I watch her delicately tease her clit, prolonging the euphoria of her orgasm.

“Don’t wear yourself out,” my voice startles her, “that’s my job.”

She smiles coyly at the camera, causing me to hesitate a moment before ending our call.

Smearing the cum across my stomach to keep it from dripping to the sheets, I climb from the bed. Ripping the mask from my head, I toss it to the floor and walk into the bathroom. Curses spew from my mouth as I turn on the shower.

I want nothing more than to take her without the mask or the blindfold. Freely having my lips on hers and all over her body as her eyes stare into mine without a barrier.

Fuck!

Stepping in the shower, I walk under the spray and rinse the cum from my stomach before showering. I turn off the water when I finish, and wrap a towel around my waist. Staring into the mirror, my eyes fixate on her tattoo over my heart.

“Mi reina,” I speak to myself, “I think it’s time you meet your king.”

* * *

And where are you going?

Already knowing the answer, I send Alexys a text the moment she steps from her building. The corner of her mouth ticks upward when she sees it.

Have fun with your friends, mi reina.

Shaking her head, she tucks her phone into her clutch without bothering to ask how I know where she’s going. Or who she’s meeting. She knows the answer.

I follow her to a bar in the financial district and linger outside as she takes a seat with two brunettes. Once they are engrossed in conversation, I make my way to the bar and order a whiskey sour.

I nurse my drink for about an hour, enjoying my view of Alexys from the bar. She is oblivious to the attention she draws. Not just mine but several other men who may be lucky to keep their eyes by the end of the night.

Grabbing the bartender’s attention, I order another drink for myself and a round for their table.

twenty seven

ALEXYS

“Deny it all you want,” Jessa finishes the last of her drink, “I know you’re seeing someone. You have a getting good dick look on your face.”

“I couldn’t even tell you the name of the last guy I fucked,” I retort before finishing my drink. In my defense, the words aren’t exactly a lie.

“Damn girl,” Deanna chimes in as her eyes scan the bar. “It’s been that long? We need to send you home with a man!”

“What about that one?” Jessa subtly points at a guy who looks like he just stepped from a frat house.

“I’ll pass,” I try to grab our waitress’s attention because I’m going to need another drink if this is the turn this evening is going to take. “Besides, he doesn’t look like he could find a clit if I drew him a map.”

“True,” Jessa shrugs. “But he’s cute.”

“So are puppies,” I roll my eyes. “I need to get some friends that aren’t married. Maybe they’d be a little less concerned with my sex life.”

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