Page 72 of Spice and Revenge

She chuckles. “I knew it. Youarea germaphobe.”

“Shut up, you liar.”

The chair makes a creaking noise in agreement as I sit. I try to pull Lorena onto my lap, but she shakes her head. Her blond hair falls over her forehead and down her face as she stares down at me.

I gulp as she takes a step back and begins to unbutton the bloodied shirt she’s currently wearing. My heart—and dick—swell at the sight, and I resist the urge to run my hands over her skin. She strips the ruined shirt off and tosses it aside carelessly, revealing a simple, black bra. It’s not meant to be sexy, with the way it covers and secures her entire breasts. However, one thing I’ve realized is that Lorena can make anything sexy.

My chest heaves as her hands move to the belt of her oversized pants, the uniform she’d managed to get from one of Pedro’s men. I refuse to think about how strong she actually is, or anything about the past. I just want to focus on this moment. This moment is good. It’s perfect.

The belt slides down and drops, with a clatter, onto the floor. The pants and her underwear follow soon after, leaving her completely naked before me.

“Come here,” is all I manage to groan.

Lorena takes her sweet time, sashaying towards me with a dark look in her green eyes. I watch her carefully as she gets to me, the front of her legs brushing mine.

Then, she gets on her knees.

I bite back a moan as her hands begin their sensual journey along my thighs, tracing every edge and dip until she gets to my belt buckle. As swiftly as she undid hers, she unfastens my belt, opens the button, and pulls the zipper down.

“Fuck,” I hiss, my fingers digging into the armrest of the sofa as her soft hands pull my briefs down to reveal my aching cock. “You have no idea what you do to me…” I murmur as her long, slender fingers wrap around it and give it gentle caresses, sending waves of pleasure through my body.

I lean back against the cushions as she pumps twice, then I nearly shoot off the sofa as she takes me into her wet mouth.

Her fingers bite into my thighs as she sucks, bobbing her head up and down at a slow, torturous pace.

“You’re killing me, princess,” I say through clenched teeth, one of my hands finding its way into her hair.

Her tongue glides up and down my shaft, and I groan as she sucks even harder. The sounds coming from her throat are so damn hot that my hips jerk involuntarily.

“Come here,” I grunt again, pulling her face off my dick and pulling her body towards me.

She climbs on my body immediately, straddling my hip as her lips meet mine. Her tongue traces the seam of my mouth, then moves to the edge of my jaw. I sigh as she continues her kisses down my neck to my collarbone. Her hands slide under my shirt, and I grab the edge of the fabric, helping her pull it off.

My fingers dig into the flesh of her waist as she moves her hips, grinding and sliding her pussy against my dick.

“No more teasing,” I whisper in her ear, holding her hips firmly to stop her from moving.

Lorena smiles, her eyes glinting with desire, as she grabs my hard length and positions it at her entrance. Then, ever slowly, she lowers herself onto my cock. She takes a long time, savoring every stroke. My eyes slip closed as I lose myself in the feel of her warm, tight heat around me.

“Oh Leo,” she gasps, her hands gripping my hair tightly as I push my hips upwards, pushing my dick fully into her.

When she’s finally settled, she begins to move up and down in slow, easy circles. Her forehead rests against mine, and our bodies move rhythmically together as her green eyes pierce into mine.

Cradling her face in my hands, we kiss again, our tongues dancing together sensually. We break apart for air when Lorena pulls me closer so that she can grind harder on my cock.

“Fuck me, Leo,” she moans, her hips moving relentlessly.

Her breathing is ragged and uneven now, her breasts bouncing against my chest. I squeeze the soft flesh, and she lets out a loud moan in response.

With a deep grunt, I grip her ass firmly and thrust upwards, slamming my dick into her. Her nails bite into my shoulder as I continue to thrust into her. The sounds of slapping flesh mingle with her breathless moans and echo throughout the room.

Her nails dig deeper into my shoulders, and soon after, she cries out, her thighs trembling violently and her head falling back as pleasure overtakes her. But I don’t stop, even when she trembles from her orgasm and clenches against me.

I don’t stop until my own orgasm comes, crashing through my body like a tidal wave. I groan loudly, and Lorena peppers kisses over my ear and down my neck.

We remain in each other’s arms for some time, our heartbeats intertwining as our chests rise and fall together. After whatseems like hours, I pull back slightly, gazing into her deep, emerald orbs.

“I don't even know what to call you anymore,” I admit, running a hand through her hair.

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