Page 29 of Indecent Demands

Oh my God.This was already the sexiest night of my life.

And now it was going to get even better.

Chapter11

Seth

Ihad left a lot of my place mostly undecorated for the reasons that I’d confided to Ariana. I didn’t want my future wife to come into a house that was already full of me and my décor, my furniture, my choices, and feel like there wasn’t room for any ofher. I figured we could then decorate the place together. If I ever found someone, that is.

I’d been torn between hope and despair when it came to my friends finding the women they loved. On the one hand the fact that my three friends could find someone meant that there was a good chance I could find someone too, but on the other hand, the fact that I had yet to find someone while they all had… it had stung.

However, there was one thing that I had taken care to actually fully install, one room that I’d completely decorated myself, and that was the sex room.

It was adjacent to the office on the second floor. I’d covered up the door to the hallway with a full-length mirror installed, and then in the office I had a bookcase that led to it. I had toyed with the idea of bricking up the door to the hallway in some way, but I’d decided that I would rather keep that second entrance available in case of a fire or another emergency. Instead, the two covered entrances meant that unless you knew how to get in and where the doors were, you couldn’t accidentally trigger them.

The room itself had my fucking machine set up on the saddle with the hook in the ceiling that I’d used on Ariana tonight, but that wasn’t the only thing. I had done it all up in shades of gray—it felt classy to me—and had various other toys including a second fucking machine that was set up at the foot of a bed. This way, all of the big things could stay in one place instead of getting hauled out of a closet when I wanted to use them, and my bedroom could stay clean and free of sex toy clutter.

It had been ages since I’d used my sex room, though. Ages since I’d brought someone home. And I definitely hadn’t had the woman stay the night. I’d scheduled us early enough in the evening that I could give her aftercare and then she could still be home to her place without it getting too late.

Call me cliché, call me old-fashioned, but I just didn’t want wires to get crossed, which was what inevitably happened if you let someone stay the night.

I worried that maybe I was going too hard, too fast with Ariana, setting her up on the machine right out of the gate, but holyfuck.

Watching her come apart numerous times was the hottest thing I’d ever seen in my life.

And now, the hungry look on her face as I took off my pants and stood naked in front of her was delicious. She stared at my cock like she wanted me to fuck it down her throat, and I was seriously tempted to take her up on that.

But not tonight. I wanted to fuck her properly this time.

I stroked my cock, giving myself a bit of relief. It was really only a tease at this point, giving myself just a hand instead of the hot wet pussy that I knew was waiting for me. But I also wanted to remind Ariana of what she was about to get. She’d just had a version of my cock, but now she’d get the real thing.

“You get to choose,” I murmured, feeling gracious. “On your back, or on your knees? How do you want to be fucked?”

I was happy with either outcome. I knew I could drive her to one final amazing orgasm either way.

Ariana watched as I reached into the bedside drawer, retrieved a condom, and rolled it on. “I want to be on my back,” she whispered. “I want to see you.”

I grinned. I had zero problem with that. “Then come here.”

Before she could move, I grabbed her ankles and yanked her towards me, spreading her legs and keeping her ass right on the edge of the bed. I was going to fuck her while I was standing up so that I could get some real power behind my thrusts.

I slid my hands under her ass and lifted it up so she could wrap her legs around my waist. The head of my dick glided along her pussy and then—ohfuck—I was sliding into her, her slick, warm body taking me in, and it was so fucking good I felt like I was going cross-eyed.

Ariana whimpered.

“Feels better than the machine, doesn’t it?” I purred.

She nodded jerkily, and I sank my cock into her, balls deep. I took a moment to just breathe while Ariana adjusted to my size. She felt so fucking good—hot and wet around me, fluttering and clenching, miniscule reactions that no toy could ever possibly hope to replicate.

Since I was standing at the edge of the bed, it was easy for me to bend down and lavish attention on her breasts the way I wanted to from the second I saw them in the tight top of her dress. Getting my hands on them was fun, but getting to lick and suck on them was a revelation.

Ariana moaned as I flicked a hard nipple with my tongue, arching her hips and pressing her breasts up into my mouth. I bit down slightly, testing to see how she reacted to just a little bit of pain.

Ariana panted, her hands flying up so that her fingers slid into my hair and tugged. “Yes,” she moaned. “Yes, yes,yes…”

She clamped down around my shaft, milking my cock. I tugged at her nipples with my teeth and her moan increased in pitch. Fuck, yes, she liked it. She liked that alot.

I pulled back and lightly spanked her ass, the angle of her hips perfect to keep her ass lifted off the mattress so I could smack her as I thrust in. Ariana cried out, shoving herself down onto my cock.

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