Page 6 of Sinful Eve

She bites her lip before saying, “Yes.”

Fuck me. “Good. First, I’ll have you naked. Then, I’ll have you on your knees, with my dick down your throat. Then, I’ll bend you over and fuck you. We’ll start with those three things and add more later.”

“Later?” She whispers.

I nod. “I can’t get enough of you. I may never be able to. That’s why you’re mine. Do you understand?”

“Yes.”

I drop another kiss on her lips before whispering, “Good. Now, take off your panties and hand them to me. After that, walk to my place without them. I want you bare under that dress.”

Olivia blushes before pulling up her hem, revealing her scarlet lace panties. She shimmies them off and hands them to me. Ibring them to my nose and inhale deeply before shoving them into my pocket.

“Good girl. Now, walk to my door with your dress up. Show me how wet you are.”

She catches her lip between her teeth, but I fish it back out with a reprimand, “Uh uh. These are mine now. No more abusing them.” She still hesitates. She doesn’t know me well enough to know I’d never give another person a chance to look at her ass. I could tell her not to worry, and that this is my private floor. But part of me is pissed that she hasn’t caught up to me, yet. She thinks this is a cheap one-night-stand. She’s made me into a cheap fling. I reel in the anger. I learned from my parents how much hurt people,hurt people. I don’t want to hurt her but just the same I demand. “Hike your dress up, now,” I say gruffly. “Don’t waste my time, if you don’t want this.”

Olivia blushes before complying. When we get to my door, she leans back against the wall, and I kiss her hard. I hold the sides of her face and pour everything I feel into my kiss. I want her to know she is special, that I appreciate her and value her. When I pull back, Olivia has tears in her eyes. “I’ve never done this before,” she admits.

My heart skips a beat. I want to be her first, but not her first everything. “Kissed a man?”

“No,” she laughs and shakes her head. “I meant I’ve never given control to someone else like this.”

I smile and whisper, “I know.” I open the door and say, “Let’s start our Christmas celebration.”

“Yes, Carlo, yes.”

I slide my hands around her waist and pull her inside.

Olivia

My pussy clenches when Carlo shuts the door. He turns and raises a brow. I almost say no, not my panties. He’d told me to give them to him, so I had. It wouldn’t have surprised me if the entire building shook with my nerves. Could I do this? Then, I remember our bargain. I don’t have to think when I am with him. He does the thinking. I only have to obey. I move my fingers to the hem of my dress and lift it higher. A low groan escapes his lips, and his eyes darken.

He lifts me onto the tall, wrought iron console table in his foyer. Pressing my back against a mirror, he growls. “Spread your legs wider. Show me my pussy.”

I obey. The cold counter hits my already wet center, and I shiver. Carlo stares at my open thighs. My slick folds glisten with arousal. He licks his lips before stepping back. My body temperature cools with each step. I close my eyes and take a deep breath when he drops to his knees. “Eyes on me,” he demands.

I freeze at the command but obey. He rewards me with a slow lick up my slit. I pant like an animal. The soft scrape of hisevening stubble abrades my skin with each firm tongue swipe. I rock my hips against him as he devours me. He grabs my ass cheeks and steadies me on the table before I upend us. His eyes arcing upward, he orders. “Keep still.”

Fuck.How?

He returns to my pussy, spreading the wetness all over. My clit throbs as he draws it into his mouth. I can’t help it. I reach for his head, and he pulls away. “Hands behind your back. Don’t move them unless I say.”

I lift my hands, crossing them behind my back, and he resumes. My back arches, my hips jerking as I push my pussy against his mouth. He shoves my body back against the mirror, his fingers digging into my thighs as he holds me still. The muscles in my thighs tremble, and my body shakes. I need to move, to grab his head and hold him in place.

“Carlo, please, let me touch you,” I beg.

He ignores me and continues. His tongue dips inside my opening before swirling up to my clit. Making room for the hard braid of his twisted fingers to curl into my channel. As soon as they enter, they go to work, twisting and untwisting. Curling into the soft pad located behind the clit he sucks. I arch my back as my thighs lift seeking more. My body strains against the pressure. My pussy clenches, and I convulse with a scream. I would have fallen from the table if he hadn’t held me up. He eases the pressure and withdraws his fingers. Bringing the sopping digits to his mouth and licking them clean.

Carlo strips off his clothes. He removes his gun first. Setting it on the table where he’d just had me. The deadly weapon isn’t the only thing on his body that is hard and ready. I’ve never been with a man who owned a gun before. Certainly not one who pulls it out, lays it beside me, and prepares to fuck me.

He pushes his pants down his legs, and his dick springs free. My mouth waters. I want to taste him. My nipples bead into hardpoints, and my pussy drools as if it hadn’t just erupted like a geyser.

I bite my lip when he takes my hips. The smooth, velvety head of his dick pushes into my soaked center. He holds me, his eyes drilling into mine as he enters me. I am so wet from my orgasm that he slides right in. “Fuuuck.” I moan and writhe. “Can I move?” I beg.

He grunts in response. Is that a yes, or no?

My pussy clamps down on him, desperate to suck him in deeper. Carlo grunts again. His fingers tighten on my hips. He pulls back until only the tip of his dick remains in my center before he thrusts back in. I gasp at the fullness. He’s so big, he fills me as I grip every vein. Squeezing his shaft, I try shackling him so that he can’t withdraw again. But he’s too big and I can’t hold him. The table can’t hold us. The only thing keeping us from toppling over are his driving rhythm. He grinds his pelvis against my clit. We moan in unison. He does it again and again, hitting all the right places. My body climbs to another peak as his dick plunges inside me. He pauses, buried balls deep.

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