“God, she’s beautiful,” mutters one of the men in the couples.
“Told you,” the woman with him shares. “He’s so in love with her; now you can see why.”
“Fuck yes, I’m in love with her,” Loch proclaims, softly grinning down at me, tugging off his spandex mask, and tossing it aside.He’s so beautiful.
“Fuck, you’re both stunners.” Harry admires us.
And I agree, gazing up at Loch while I slowly drag his briefs down, my lips deftly capturing his dripping tip as it springs free.
“Oh my god.” One of the women gasps at Loch’s size while I moan over it. Loving how his salt fills my mouth, his girth stretches my lips, his stare locks with mine.
“Fuck yes.” He sighs, watching me, kicking free of his briefs. “You’ll always be my DirtTGirl to get this big dick in your mouth, won’t you?”
He’s right, as I show off the skills I’ve acquired. How I know how to please Loch. How to edge him, tease him, satisfy him, take him, and make him mine.Always mine.
Naked, he palms my skull, groaning, letting me choke on him, proud drool dripping from my chin and over my breasts with my luscious gag.
I make his thighs shake when I tug his balls. “Fuck, Alena.” He reveals my name, and I don’t care. “Baby, stop, or I’ll come.” He gently pulls me off, leaving me gasping proudly on my knees.
Silently, he turns toward one of the tables.
My gaze follows him, noting how half do the same, admiring Loch, while half linger hungrily on me. It makes my nipples, dripping with my drool, even harder.
From a black box, Loch lifts my dildo. The one I’ve had for years, wishing it were him.
Returning to me, he guides me to stand, to follow. Proudly, he falls into the black chair, pulling me to sit on his lap. But it’s not sweet. It’s not how I sit across his lap while Ifeed him syrupy bites of my blueberry pancakes in the morning.
No, this is an obscene embrace. He spreads my legs open, draping them over the plush arms of his chair, my naked ass sitting on his hard cock, my world, wet and wide open.
“Whose pretty pussy are they staring at?” he boasts like a king.
So I tell the truth, “Yours, Sir.”
Pulling my back to lie against his marble chest, Loch turns my head, claiming my kiss. Softly, slowly, in front of everyone, he brushes his fingertips over my exposed pussy lips. His light caress, lightning in my core. He does this at home, for an hour, I swear, his exquisite touch, making me beg for his fuck.
And tonight?
Forever, he kisses me. Forever, he plays with my pussy in our private, public display. Lust weeps from my entrance that he won’t touch. Desire throbs in every inch adored by his fingertips, while the ache in my abandoned clit is orgasmic. Needing. Pulsing.
I can hear the others moaning, their bodies restless and waiting.
Finally, he commands, “If you want to get off watching me pleasure my woman, you can. But touch her without my permission, and I’ll crack your skull.”
Zippers drag down while his fingertip barely probes where I need him most. “My DirtTGirl,” he taunts over our kiss. “Your pretty pussy is making them jerk off for it.”
“Loch, please,” I whisper his name.
“You need to come for me, Alena?” he whispers back.
“Please.” My back bows. I writhe in his lap, lifting my hips, shamelessly exposing my wanton pussy to the room.
Lifting my dildo to his lips, he sucks it for me, covering itin his spit. I moan, hoping he’ll do more tonight. Loch’s just as confident in what pleases him.
“Fuck your dildo for them.” He hands it to me. “Fuck it hard and show them how you live to come for your king.”
I take it, gliding it between my swollen lips. Meeting the eyes of strangers, I slide the slick dildo into my aching pussy, pleasing my man who groans into my ear. “Don’t stop fucking your pussy until you show them how you squirt for me.”
Fisting my hair, he reaches down, his soft caresses on my sex rousing into hard smacks of my clit while I shamelessly pump the dildo into my cunt. Moaning. Panting. Gasping into his kiss as he makes me do this in front of everyone because I want to.
