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“No.”
There is a long period of silence. I’m just about to jump in when he talks deep and slow. “We were fucking. Like animals.”
Dear God.
I watch more sweat run down his stomach, and I wonder what it tastes like. Lorenzo looks over and sweat beads on my lips. I lick the salt off my lips, and I gulp, as his eyes hold mine.
“Look, Storm, and listen carefully. I’m not normal, and what she and I were doing, it was dark. You do not want it, believeme. I held her, as I made her come for me. To start with, on my fingers, against a wall. After, I made her beg me to take her. I took her on a table, and I held her so she could not squirm, or move. Even an inch. I fucked her from behind, and I yanked hard on her hair. I pulled her onto my cock, and I made her come again, and again and again.”
I gulp, and my clit throbs.
“Enough?”
“Yes… no… ” I say.
Lorenzo watches sweat run down my neck, and between my breasts. That I like, but he closes his eyes again, and he leans back.
“The reason I let her in, is because she is not normal. Like me. She took a hard fucking, and she knows my expectations. She also knows my… appetite. Most are unable to… take it. I also sent her beyond, to a place few ever go. For the last time, she tightened around me and shattered, as I came deep inside her.”
I try not to gasp, but it’s hard, like my nipples.
Lorenzo looks down at the sweat running between my legs. I lean back in the heat, and I try to breathe normally.
I like it when his eyes run up and down my body, and it feels like he is close to losing control and taking me.
Our eyes meet, and hold, and his eyes go dark. So dark.
“What I do, is not for beginners, Storm, and once started, there is no going back. It comes with risk. It is addictive.”
Lorenzo looks straight ahead, and even if I’ve only had vanilla sex with one guy, I’ve been taken a hundred times, in my dreams.
“Look, I’m not as innocent as you think!” I say, turned on, with our wet bodies close.
“Be careful,” Lorenzo says coldly. “Do not play with fire!”
“One day, I’ll have sex again,” I say, way too fast. “And I’ll want to be taken, and hard! And maybe I’ll have someone choke me, and command me, to… ”
Lorenzo sighs long and hard, and I watch sweat bead on his upper lip, a lip I want to mount, and come on.
“May I give you some advice?”
“Sure, I guess,” I say.
“Be. Careful.”
“Look I’m not a girl anymore, and I have needs!”
Lorenzo doesn’t say a thing, and I don’t like it. I sigh, but I have to know. “Do you think it’s bad, or weird, I’m so… unused?”
“No,” he says decisively. There is silence and its worrying “It means you have… ”
“Bad luck.”
“Integrity,” Lorenzo says, looking at me.
I nod and sigh, relieved, “Thanks, because it’s hard, and frustrating.”
“Look, one day you’ll meet a nice guy, and… whatever. It will be normal. You can still marry a sweet guy. He will look after you. I’m no good for you, Storm.”
