AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“Not yet,” is all he says, and scoops me with one arm to straddle him. His cock separates us as I sit on his lap. My face is flushed with heat, and my slit swirls like it’s on fire in the best way. I want all of Castor DeMatteo. Always have. But when he lifts me by my ass cheeks, I press both my hands on his chest to stop him.
“Do you have protection?”
“I do, Gia. But there’s no way I’m sullying the experience with you.”
We stare at each other hard. My chest weakens at his declaration, but my arms still hold firm. I feel special, and have no idea if he’s saying it to get what he wants. But you know what? I want it too.
I let my arms cave so I drop onto him like a wet puzzle piece, and the explosion of pleasure is immense. His girth forces my slit to hug his cock like a jacket that’s too small. It feels good to be stretched by him, and when he hugs me fully with both arms, I nearly black out.
Sitting on him while in his arms is all that I ever wanted, and when I rock forward just a tiny bit, I realize there’s more. Much more.
“Gia.” He reaches down to dangle my clit while I ride him, and it makes me go faster. I wasn’t close to orgasm before, because in the back of my mind, I’m scared about work. All of that’s fled. The only thing that matters is him inside me.
Analyzing his primal expression makes me crazy. I want to make him never forget this ride. Every time I rock my pelvis forward, another wave of heat rushes around my clit, building something monstrous inside me.
He reaches up and plants his perfect lips on mine. We moan into each other’s mouths, our bodies riling. I had no idea the cool metal of a ring could make the pleasure even better. It squeezes into me to offset the heat, adding another level of sensation I didn’t know I needed.
Understanding my fears, Castor carefully lifts my shirt so as not to rip any more of my uniform, and circles my nipple with his tongue before biting down. He’s pumping with me now – ramming his cock up into my stomach. Both my hands push hard on the car ceiling, so he remains as deep as possible.
Then he whips me off of him and rests me gently on the leather. He’s like a steed over me. A tattooed, blue-eyed, gold-wrapped steed. He presses his cock on my clit, making me squirm on the leather. I bite my lip while holding his eyes, electricity and fire sparking in the air between us.
“I’ve been waiting for this for a long time, Castor.”
He shakes his head. “We shouldn’t be doing this. It’s against all of the rules.” He shoves his cock back in me, and my neck cranes as I scratch at the door behind me. I’m spread eagle – one foot on the front seat, one over his shoulder.
“Why does it…”
He pounds me.
“Feel—”
Harder. I’m going to cum!
“So—”
I’m right there!
“Good?”
My legs shiver as contractions of ecstasy roll through my body. His cock is pulsing too, I can feel it. He squeezes both my ankles and holds until my orgasm is done, and then pulls out, squeezing his cock in hand to hold back the cum.
I dive forward and give him the best visual I can offer. I know men – they like to see things. So I stick my tongue out and cradle the bottom of his head with it, just in time so he busts in my mouth. I don’t flinch, I don’t shy away. I just stare up and enjoy his uncontrollable expression as he feels the ecstasy he just gave me. I then double-down and wrap my mouth around his cock one last time to suck the remaining remnants of his orgasm into me.
That was the hottest sex of my life.
And now I’m ruined.
Chapter 8
Castor
The Tropicana in Atlantic City is booming tonight. Me, Big Ace, Ratchet Tony, and Yuri Patrovski sit at a blackjack table with a few other high rollers. We’ve been busting each other’s balls all night. When one of us loses, the floodgates open, and it makes Yuri belly laugh, so we’re onto something.
I held off on contacting Don Stallion and Ronny Shadow until something concrete is in the works with the Russians. So far, I haven’t made any business advances yet. But the vodka guzzling fucker knows it’s coming. He’s going to relish in it.
“Oh! Oh!” Yuri points and stands up when he notices Big Ace just bet his entire stack.
“Sometimes you gotta go big, my Russki friend.” Ace has an ear-to-ear smile, staring at the dealer’s hands in anticipation.
