Maybe neither one of us could be considered innocent any longer.
She ripped off her damp shirt, pitching it aside and immediately I cupped her full breasts. They fit perfectly in my hands. As I squeezed them, I rubbed my thumbs across her taut nipples, tensing even more when she moaned in response. The stunning woman didn’t try to stop me when I reached around to unfasten her bra.
I couldn’t help but notice she never took her eyes off me. They were glassy yet no longer haunted as they’d been when she’d walked into my house. At least I’d provided some sense of comfort. With the bra tossed to the side, I lowered my head. Trying to control my actions was already difficult, my breathing labored.
Yet I managed to tenderly suck on one nipple as I rolled the other between my fingers. She threw her head back, forced to grip both my arms. If she thought under any circumstances that I would allow her to fall, she knew nothing about me.
Every moan, every whispered whimper fueled the raging desire to the point I couldn’t see clearly. I moved to her other hardened bud, enjoying the taste of her skin perhaps a little too much.
After a few seconds, she brushed her hands down my chest, fumbling with the button on my jeans. Neither one of us would be able to hold back for long even if a part of me wanted to enjoy the moment fully.
There couldn’t be another one.
But the moment she placed her hand against my groin, my dick came close to spasming and I realized every bit of control was slipping. While I might be worried about being the aggressor, she’d proved me wrong.
Her long fingers expertly exposed my cock and the second her hand wrapped around it, the ache became so intense I jerked my head up. Smiling, I gasped for air, shaking my head in a slight warning.
Valentina had the same wicked smile I felt crawling across my face as she stroked me. When her fingers rubbed across my cockhead, I tried to pull her hands free. She laughed in response, acting as if she would be the controlling one.
Not a chance.
After a few seconds of enduring beautiful torture, I dragged her into my arms, gently placing her on the edge of the pool table. Her look of surprise made me grin. It was obvious she had no idea she’d taunted a savage.
I pushed her down, giving her a commanding look while unfastening her jeans. While she didn’t fight me, I caught another glimpse of her vulnerability as she flushed a lovely shade of rose. Her eyes never left mine as I lifted her leg, bending her knee and rubbing my hand down the side to her foot. With a single hard pull, I yanked off her tennis shoe, immediately repeating the move with her other leg.
The enticing woman even lifted her rounded hips, so I was easily able to slide the thick denim past them. Her hint of embarrassment continued, her breathing ragged as I dragged her jeans down and off. Fuck me, the sight of her damp thong was about all I could take.
I was crazed with need.
“Fuck. So perfect.” As if she didn’t believe me, she turned her head to the side.
“Don’t look away, little Valentina. You should see what you do to me.”
She slowly turned her head, sucking on her bottom lip as she swept her heated gaze down my chest once again.
I rubbed the inside of her legs, enjoying the feel of her soft skin against the rough pads of my fingers. Another thought about how I wasn’t good for her slithered into my mind.
And once again, I ignored it.
Bending over, I pressed my mouth against the damp lace, inhaling the sweetest goddamn perfume in the world. That took all the control I had left. At least I managed to slip off her thong instead of ripping it to shreds.
Now that she was fully naked in front of me, the bastard inside of me wanted to take a picture so I could enjoy the moment for months or years to come.
She sensed exactly what I had planned, lifting and spreading her legs wide open for me. I took a little time enjoying the sight of her smooth skin and pretty pink pussy lips. My God. How could a man like me get so damn lucky?
As I swirled my finger around her belly button, she lifted her arms, purposely pushing the balls I’d been unable to shoot into the holes around the table. She was rubbing the win in my face. What a mischievous little thing. The sadistic side of me wanted nothing more than to punish her for teasing me.
I lowered my head, breathing across her slickened pussy. She shuddered immediately, ceasing movement altogether. Her eyes remained glassy, but now for an entirely different reason. She was as lost in the sinful act as I was.
After dragging my tongue around her belly button, I slowly brushed it down her stomach to her pelvis. When the tip was just above her clit, her entire body tensed and she arched her back.
Holding back was senseless. I flicked my tongue back and forth across her clit and almost immediately my balls began to ache to the point of pain. That had never happened before. Then again, I’d never been this turned on before.
She deliberately shifted her head from side to side, lifting her legs until she was able to point her crimson painted toes. I pressed my hands against the inside of her thighs, reminding her that she was required to obey me.
Words and thoughts that had never entered my mind before. As before, she rubbed her long arms back and forth across the felt, shifting the balls from one side to the other. The way they smacked against the wooden sides continually drew my attention. That allowed me to glance at her gorgeous face and the way she was pursing her soft lips, her eyelids half closed.
I’d always enjoyed feasting on a woman, but her reactions were driving me wild.
