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“Come in,” he spoke as he sat on the edge of the bed in nothing but a pair of pajama bottoms with his bare feet firmly planted on the floor.
I seductively walked towards him and stared into his hungry eyes. When I reached the bed, he planted his hands firmly on my hips and his tongue stroked my belly. Instantly, the fire down below erupted, sending a tingling sensation through my body that made me tremble. He slid his tongue down to my clit, giving it a few strokes before circling my slick opening. My fingers raked through his hair as I closed my eyes and pleasurable moans escaped my lips. His mouth devoured me while he dipped a finger inside, heightening my ecstasy. My breathing became rapid as well as my heart rate and a rush of intoxicating warmth rushed through me.
He stood up and slowly circled around me, his lips barely touching my neck, until he was fully behind me. He took my hand and placed it on his hard cock, moving my hand up and down the fabric of his pants. I tilted my head back and his tongue explored my neck.
“It’s time you got down on your knees and wrapped that beautiful mouth of yours around my hard cock,” he whispered seductively in my ear.
Turning around, I brushed my lips against his before kneeling in front of him. Grabbing the sides of his waistband, I slid down his pajama bottoms and released his cock, which stood tall and proud. I wanted this to be a moment he’d remember forever, so I started by planting tiny kisses along his abdomen and up and down his sexy V-line before making my way down to his manhood. I circled his shaft lightly with my tongue while he gripped my hair and threw his head back, letting subtle moans escape him. Licking up and down, I stared up at him as our eyes met and I could feel him tremble. My lips wrapped around him as I held the base of his cock with my hand, slowly moving it up and down while I devoured him. His moans heightened as his grip on my head tightened and he thrust his hips back and forth. Bringing my other hand up to his balls, I lightly brushed my fingers across them.
“Stop. I’m about to come and I don’t want to yet,” he spoke with bated breath.
He lifted me up and threw me on the bed, bringing his lips down to my breasts and taking my hardened peaks in his mouth. He grabbed my leg and held it up as he thrust inside me, forcing me to gasp for air. It was hard, deep, and full of promises to give me the ultimate orgasm. He pounded in and out of me at a rapid pace as small beads of sweat formed on his skin. While I placed my hands firmly on his chest, he groped my breast with his other hand, giving each one equal attention. Sounds of gratification emerged from both of us as we fucked like a couple of rabbits and I came.
He pulled out and flipped me on my side so he could enter me from behind. Another deep and hurried thrust jolted me, bringing me to the brink of another orgasm.
“Yes,” he loudly voiced. “God, you feel so good. Fuck, Kate.” He halted deep inside me.
When he finished, he pulled out and walked to the bathroom. After he returned, he handed me some tissues.
“You can clean yourself up and then go back to your room. I’ll see you in the morning.”
“Yeah, okay,” I spoke with a hint of disappointment.
I got up from the bed and headed back to my room, my body still reeling from the effects of him. My mind was in shambles and I couldn’t figure out why. I felt used. Like I was nothing more than a piece of meat to him. I needed to paint, so I slipped on my robe and headed up to the terrace. The night was cool, but I didn’t mind. Before getting started, I walked over to the bar, poured a glass of white wine, and took it over to my easel while I stood and stared at what I had painted earlier in the day. Picking up my brush, I continued my journey.
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Gabriel
“Damn it,” I spoke as I paced around the bedroom.
Trying to feel nothing for her at all was not easy. Sex was mind blowing, and the way she had those beautiful lips wrapped around my cock, amazing. Shit. It had to be this way. No feelings and no emotions. I needed to remember she stole my thirty-thousand-dollar watch right off my wrist without any guilt and she conned many men. Watching her orgasm was satisfying. The look on her face and the way she lightly bit down on her bottom lip made it hard not to want to give her a hundred more.
I pulled on my pajama pants and went downstairs to my office to do some work. I wasn’t tired and I needed a drink. After pouring myself a bourbon, I sat down at my computer and looked over some emails. A couple of hours had passed, and I was finally tired, so I headed upstairs. I wondered if she was sleeping, so I went up to the fifth floor to check on her. The door was open, her light was on, but she wasn’t in there, so I went up to the terrace.
“Can’t sleep?” I asked as I found her standing at her easel.
“I’m not really tired and I wanted to paint,” she spoke as she stared at the canvas and brushed a few strokes.
I walked over to her and was amazed at how much she’d added since before dinner.
“A mermaid?” I asked as I stared at the painting.
“Yes. Don’t you like mermaids?”
“I don’t know. I never really thought about them. Is your painting telling a story?”
“Yeah. It sure is.”
Her painting intrigued me. A beautiful mermaid with long blonde hair, sitting on a rock and looking out into the sea that was made up of blues and greens. I narrowed my eye as I stared at it, wondering if somehow that was a depiction of Kate. As much as it intrigued me, it also confused me.
She set her brush in the water and gave me a small smile.
“I’m going to bed. I’ll see you in the morning,” she softly spoke.
“Good night, Kate.”
I headed back to my room and climbed into bed. Grabbing my laptop, I opened it and googled “Mermaids.” The description and symbolism I found validated my thoughts.
