Shyness flickers on her face as she fights to hold my stare. I might be fucking her once, but I will ruin every other man for her. I’ll make her do deeds she hasn’t for anyone else. Lure out the sinner inside her.
The man listening to us like a pervert instead of announcing his presence deserves a night he’ll never forget as well.
“Don’t be shy, angel,” I coerce. “You didn’t come here for sweet lovemaking. You followed me here for a dirty little fuck. Now tell me where I’m about to touch you.”
“M-my breasts,” she whispers before dropping her gaze to my chest.
So shy.
Tilting her chin, I press my lips against hers and kiss her softly. Sighing in pleasure as though I gave her the world, she clings to my body. “Keep obeying me and I’ll reward you like my good girl, even as I fuck you like a whore.”
I swallow her shocked gasp with my mouth. Our tongues duel, craving each other’s taste. Kissing her roughly because I can’t get enough, I slide my fingers underneath the straps of her dress and wrench them down her slender shoulders.
She hisses, body seizing up as I scrape my palms across her nipples. They’re hard as diamonds and I can’t resist pinching and pulling until she whimpers in pleasurable pain. Her soft tits fit perfectly in my hands when I cup them.
Ripping my mouth away, I raise one breast just as I bend and take the tip between my lips. Wetting it with my tongue, I suck it hard.
“Oh god, Nathan,” she heaves my name.
My other hand squeezes her neglected tit, fondling and tormenting it. Arya writhes like her body is on fire, delving her fingers into my hair and thrusting her nipple deeper into my suctioning mouth.
Her sounds and wantonness drive me insane.
So, so responsive.
Licking a wet path to her left breast, I wrap my lips around it. I lash my tongue against her nipple before biting down lightly.
“Nathan… Ah!”
Flicking the red peak, I kiss and suck a line up to her collarbone. Angling her head to the side, I lock my teeth over the skin on her pounding pulse. Nipping viciously, I leave my mark on her.
“Oh… Oh!” she sobs.
Soothing the skin with a teasing lick, I stand to my full height and bless my eyes with the breathtaking sight of her. She’s a mess of desire and unsatisfied cravings.
I’ve been careful with her dress, yet it looks in tatters, bunched around her stomach. Every enticing part of her is on display.
Glistening and heaving tits. Soaked panties sticking to her pussy. Long legs that go on for miles which I want wrapped around my waist.
Staring at me with hooded eyes, she waits for my command.
Control over a beauty like her has my head spinning and filling with dangerous thoughts.
Like maybe once with her won’t be enough.
Thatshewill ruin every woman for me.
Too bad, one night is all I can give her.
Irritated by the damn thought, I flip her around and press her palms flat against the wall. “Don’t move them.”
Taking a step back, I look at her spread thighs.
“Arch your hips for me, Ari.” Jesus fucking Christ, I can’t seem to stop giving her nick names. I haven’t done it with any other woman. It doesn’t help how she responds to it. With sweet submission.
Using the wall as leverage, she tilts her ass invitingly.
“Such a good girl.” I slap one round cheek, watching my handprint darken her flesh. Hooking my thumbs into her panties on either side of her hips, I wrench them down to her knees. She draws in a sharp breath. “You were just waiting to be a man’s plaything, weren’t you?”
