“How could I not? You have an amazing body.”
Cin’s eyes widen as I advance on her. I place both hands on the counter, caging her in.
“I’m hungry. There’s nothing to eat here.”
“This place is for fucking, not eating.”
“You don’t live here?”
“I have a mansion. No woman has ever been there.”
“How many women have you fucked in that bed?”
“I don’t keep track. Hell, I don’t remember the last time the bedding was changed. Did you think you were special?”
I grab her wrist when she tries to slap me.
“Think really hard the next time you raise a hand to me because I hit back.” I bend her wrist inwards.
“You’re going to break it!” she screams.
I fling her arm away. “Remember what I said.”
“Am I the only one required to be exclusive for the duration of our arrangement?”
“Damn fucking right.”
“So, you can go stick your tongue and dick in whomever?”
“I recall you fucking me while in a relationship with Trevor. It doesn’t feel good now that the shoe is on the other foot, huh?”
I tear open the shirt she’s wearing, scattering buttons across the kitchen floor. “I’m hungry, but not for food.”
I plant her naked ass on the counter and move between her luscious thighs. Bringing her breasts together, I suck on her pretty nipples, going from left to right, then back again, bringing them to hard points. She throws her head back, moaning in bliss as she threads her fingers through my hair, pushing me closer to her bountiful mounds. I descend to my knees, trailing kisses along the way. I spread her pussy lips to examine the paradise between her legs that brings out the psychotic motherfucker in me.
“Your pussy must be laced with cocaine.”
This fucking upside-down triangle completely wrecks me. It’s been less than forty-eight hours and she has me back under her spell. She’s the only person on this planet that can reduce me to a state of madness, and I fucking hate her for it. I glide my tongue over the hood of her clit, then across, making an invisible A for Arthur’s pussy. I grasp her thighs, opening them wider before latching onto her swollen nub and sucking rapidly. She comes in minutes, begging me to stop as she tries to twist away, but I continue the assault until another orgasm rips through her. My senses are filled with her. She’s every-fucking-where. Sleep evaded me last night because of her. I lick my way up her quivering body, and my fucking God, the sight of her dripping pink pussy, flushed skin, and heavy-lidded gaze is enough to make me want to lock her away forever from the prying eyes of other men. I grip my engorged length, pausing at her center, but instead of pushing inside, I run the tip along her slit to play in the wetness gathered there before rocking forward, shaking like a little bitch. That’s how powerful her affect is on me. Her cunt yields, accepting my invasion, and I lose myself in her out-of-this-world pussy, pounding into her relentlessly.
“You like mind-fucking me, driving me insane.” It’s an accusation.
“You think you’re the only one suffering? I’ve been half dead since you,” she says.
After hooking my arms behind her knees, I lift her from the counter and slam her back against the refrigerator. I roll my hips, pummeling into her tight sheath while our tongues intertwine, creating a sensual rhythm. Cin’s pussy clamps down on my dick as she reaches climax. I swallow her scream of pleasure, filling her to overflowing with my thick cum. Drained of energy, I slide to the floor.
“Well, well, well—is there room for two more?”
I glance over my shoulder and see Josh standing there with a girl. I gave him the okay to bring his fucks here if the need arises, but right now isn’t a good time.
“Cover yourself and stay behind me,” I whisper as we move to our feet.
“Sorry, you’ll need to go elsewhere tonight.”
“Come on, there’s plenty of—”
“Get the fuck out of here!”
“You never cared before. Now I’m curious to meet your lady friend.” He walks forward.
