Page 65 of Taboo Flames

“I’ll show you shortly,” I say. “But I want you to understand that it’s not for everyone. I don’t expect you to indulge me if you don’t want this.”

There’s no hint of wariness in her voice when she says, “Okay.”

Something inside me grows wings and takes flight at such a staggering show of trust.

I open the door, and she walks in ahead of me, taking in the room with wide eyes. I allow her to take just two steps before dragging her back into me and covering her mouth with mine.

The first taste of her has me groaning. She’s like the sweetest ambrosia, and I’m a mere mortal gorging on her decadent flavors.

Reluctantly, I pull away from the kiss.

“Why did you stop?” she complains with a whine.

Just then, there’s a knock at the door, and she looks over her shoulder, confused.

“Did you order room service?” she asks.

“Something like that,” I reply, turning to open the door and admit our guest.

The man I requested from the company website matches my requirements perfectly. He’s almost my height, well-built, and in a dark suit and half-mask.

“Who—” she trails off.

“I want to watch him fuck you while you wish it were me driving deep into you,” I move around her and whisper into her ears.

At my words, her eyes light up, and I chuckle. My naughty girl likes the idea. I wrap my arm around her waist and pull her backward until her back is pressed to my front.

The man steps forward until Aurora is sandwiched between us. I feel the way her breath quickens, and I wrap my fingers around her neck and tilt her head up, presenting her mouth to him.

He swoops in, kissing her hungrily. Aurora moans into the kiss while I slowly start to strip her. I drag the zipper of her dress down, then push the sleeves down her arms.

The dress drops down to her feet, and she steps out of it, never breaking the kiss. I unclasp her bra and take it off, then do the same to her panties.

When I’m done, I turn her jaw away from the man and press my mouth to hers, kissing her thoroughly.

“Give me a show, princess,” I breath against her mouth before stepping away from her.

I make my way to the suite bar and pour myself a finger of bourbon, grab the glass and the bottle, and carry it all to the chaise lounge.

“Come and get a drink, princess,” I order.

She immediately pulls away from the man and crosses the room to where I’m sitting, making sure to put an extra sway on her hips as she walks.

“Crawl to me,” I tell her as she gets close to where I’m sitting.

She immediately drops down to her knees, the soft rug covering the floor protecting her fragile skin. She begins to crawl toward me shamelessly, her ass up in the air, breasts swinging, and fire burning in her eyes.

She’s giving the masked man a full view of her dripping cunt, and he watches her with dark hooded eyes.

When she reaches me, I throw back my drink, then press my mouth to hers and let it flow into hers. She swallows it all greedily. After, I sit back and nod at the masked man.

He walks forward, pulls Aurora up, and leads her to the bed—a large, four-poster monstrosity at the center of the room. He strips out of his clothes and leans back against the bed, then slides a condom down his hard length. I can watch her fuck another man, but I’m the only one who gets to cum inside her.

Aurora climbs over him in a reverse cowgirl position and begins to push down on his cock. My gaze is drawn between her tight pussy taking him in and the look of enrapture on her face.

“Oh my god, Gio,” she pants as she lifts up again before finally pushing down to take him fully inside her.

Her hands fly out to grab the headboard, and she parts her knees further to show me where they’re joined together.

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