Page 23 of A Man of Wealth

Her words cut a little too close to home.

“I like respect,” I admit.

“Do you think that I don’t respect you?” she asks as she climbs onto my bed and sits with her legs dangling off the side into the small hallway area that allows me to stand alongside my bed.

I step in front of her, arranging her legs on either side of my body. I lean down, placing my hands on the bed so that we are nose to nose.

“I think that you misunderstand me.”

She swallows. “Then help me understand.”

“Maybe I should just show you,” I state as I bring my hands to her hips and drag her body closer to the edge of the bed.

“I—I thought we said we weren’t going to do this again,” she stammers. But I watch as her eyes dilate and her tongue darts out to lick her bottom lip. She wants this.

“Then say no,” I command. “Say no and I’ll walk you back to your car and we can pretend like this never happened.”

“What if I don’t want to say no?” she whispers.

I take her hands in mine and slowly lean her back until she’s flush with the bed and her hands are above her head. My body leans over her smaller one. I look down at her breasts, the tops showing above the plunging neckline of her shirt.

“Then, don’t,” I murmur. “But if you stay, we are doing this.”

She doesn’t say no as I slowly unbutton her pants, sliding them and her panties down her legs, and removing her shoes. I dispose of my own and begin unbuttoning my shirt.

She removes her hands from above her head.

I tsk and motion for her to return them to where I placed them.

“Has anyone told you that you’re very bossy?”

I grin. “No. Please tell me how I’m bossy?” I say in a mocking tone.

She huffs but stays in place. After removing my shirt, I look down at her, trying to decide how I want her as I slowly pull her top off exposing everything but her breasts that remain concealed by her bra.

I climb onto the bed and lie down perpendicular to her. She pulls her legs up to allow me space.

“Sit on my face,” I growl as I yank her toward me.

“I—I…” she stammers. I give her a look, and slowly she complies.

Her beautiful pussy hovers above my face and I grin as I run my finger through her folds, her legs quiver. She hesitates to sit down.

“You won’t hurt me. And besides, there’s nowhere I’d rather die than right here, with my tongue plunging into you. So. Sit. The. Fuck. Down. NOW!” I command as I take her hips and force her down, my tongue sliding inside her as she finally relaxes and does as I demand.

Heaven. This is what it must feel like because right now, all of my senses are completely engulfed by Vivienne. I taste her salty essence. I can smell her lavender body cream. I feel her inner muscles trembling around my tongue. I see nothing but her pretty pussy. And all I hear is her ragged voice crying out my name. Yes, most definitely heaven.

I drag her pliant body down from my face, bringing her to sit on my lap as I lean up and take a nipple in my mouth. I could never tire of her body. Her curves are perfection. I lose myself in the feel and taste of her skin against my tongue. She starts grinding against my cock which strains to be inside her. With each motion, I feel the head of it lodge at her opening.

“I don’t have…” I trail off as I lean against the polished wood headboard behind me while she continues grinding on my lap, my cock sliding between her wet folds.

She puts a single finger on my lips. “I have an IUD.”

She pauses her rolling hips, and we lock eyes. “Can I trust you?” she questions. I know she’s asking if I’m clean, but the question cuts so much deeper. I suddenly feel exposed, and I don’t like that at all.

I push down the feelings of the scared little boy that I once was and grab her hips. “Trust this, my little curious cat, my body is my temple and I take the utmost care of it,” I assure her as I bring her down on my cock one delicious inch at a time. I don’t bother asking her the same, because if she’s asking me, then she clearly cares about her own health enough to stay protected.

Feeling her bare skin against mine, the smooth, wet, velvety softness of her squeezing my cock, is almost more than I can bear. I bring my knees up and she leans back against them and closes her eyes as her lips part. She looks like a fucking sex goddess. She lets out a long breath when I thrust into her.

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