Page 28 of Spice and Revenge

I lose track of time until moments later when I hear the door of my bedroom creak open. My eyes flutter open. The room is dark, but I catch a blurry silhouette sashay towards me. Long hair framing her soft curves, the same silk nightgown that barely covers her legs, bare feet. The sleep fades from my eyes as she steps into view, bending over the bed and brushing her hand lightly along my hair.

I shiver involuntarily as a deep groan slips out of my mouth.

“Lorena. What are you doing here?” I drawl, unable to keep the strain out of my voice.

She bends downward, her face hovering directly over mine. “You wanted me,” she whispers, her words sending a jolt of electricity through me.

Her long hair falls around our faces, brushing my skin like delicate fingers. My body hums with desire. Her familiar vanilla scent fills my senses. Inhaling deeply, my arms reach up and curl around her waist.

“Come here,” I murmur.

She obliges without hesitation, throwing her legs across my waist and sinking down slowly onto my lap. A soft breath escapes her lips as she settles on top of my hard dick. My hands immediately find her waist as she runs her hand over my chest, caressing my bare skin.

I shiver again when she leans in and presses an open-mouthed kiss on my neck. She bites softly, before soothing the spot with a gentle tongue lick. My head tilts back, offering her more access as she nibbles at my jaw.

My hands slide down to her ass, and I grab the soft flesh. I hiss as she begins to grind against my erection.

“Lorena… you're killing me,” I hiss painfully through clenched teeth, digging my fingers into her skin. She continues to grind herself against my hardness, licking and biting my neck simultaneously. I grip the straps of her nightgown and pull it down her hands and stomach. Pleasure rolls through me as I grab her soft breasts in my hand.

“Leo,” she moans softly, burying her hand in my hair as she bites my neck.

Impatient, my hands trail down to her thighs, and I pull the ends of her nightgown up to her stomach, revealing her bare center.

My hardness strains against the confines of my pants as I drag a finger over her wet pussy. I feel her clench in response, a shaky breath leaving her mouth.

“You’re so wet,” I whisper hoarsely, running my finger through her folds. She whimpers, gripping my shoulders tightly with both hands.

With no warning, I flip her over gently and spread her legs. She stares up at me, her green eyes wide in desire as I pull my pants off and toss them across the room. I kneel between her parted thighs and bury two fingers into her slick center. She gasps and arches into my touch, her legs clenching around my hips. She writhes beneath me, and the sight of her completely exposed drives me wild.

Since I can’t wait any longer, I lean down and sink my dick into her tight pussy. She moans loudly, digging her fingers into my flesh as I begin to thrust inside her. Her hot center pulsates around me as I move in and out of her.

“Oh my God, Leo, you feel so good,” Lorena gasps breathlessly, gripping my shoulder and arching into my thrusts.

The sound of her moans only heightens my pleasure. The feel of her slick walls tightening around my length drives me mad. I slam deeper into her as she rolls her hips, meeting my thrusts eagerly.

Grabbing her legs, I flip her onto her stomach before entering her from behind. She moans loudly, arching her back againstme. My hands run over her ass and squeeze, lifting her further away from the mattress as my cock continues to pound into her.

Her loud moans become muffled by the pillows as her body spasms, her pussy clenching around my thick length in her orgasm. My own orgasm crashes over me and I explode inside of her, filling her up. We shudder together, both breathing heavily as we ride out our orgasms together.

Finally, I collapse onto the bed on my back, my breath still heavy. She lies beside me still on her front, staring at me, her face flushed and her hair a tangled mess around her face.

Just as I reach out to touch her face, my alarm starts blaring loudly. Startled by the sound, I bolt upright and look around me, before reaching for the light switch on my nightstand. My head spins as the lights flood the room. I let out a low groan as the sudden brightness makes me dizzy.

And I realize that Lorena was never here at all, and everything was just a dream.

Chapter Eleven

Lorena

“You’re awfully quiet today,” Josie says behind me as she kneads pasta dough on the countertop.

A sigh escapes my lips. “I’m fine, Josie,” I say, trying my best to sound convincing.

But Josie, perceptive as ever, isn't buying it. She scoffs, and I can practically feel her skeptical gaze. “I can see right through you, Lorena. Want me to take a guess?” she teases.

I inwardly snort. The chances of her knowing what bothers me are close to zero. My fingers glide over the smooth skin of the large octopus I’m currently washing in the sink. “Sure, humor me,” I reply.

“I'm guessing it's boy trouble,” she says, a smirk playing on her lips.

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