“Tell me what you want,” he said.
“Your cock, please, Reine. Fuck me.”
He pulled out from beneath her skirt and grasped her hand. He led her through the house and into the bedroom.
“Reine, what happened? Everything is—”
“Silence,” he told her, while gently pushing her onto the bed. “I’ve been fantasizing about fucking you almost from day one,” he said, while pulling her panties down.
“But—”
“Shhhh,” he said while lowering his head between her legs. “I’m about to have a feast.” He groaned at the sight of her swollen pussy lips glistening with her juices.
“Ah, darling, you’re so wet for me.”
He kissed her inner thigh and chuckled as he heard her sharp intake of breath. Teasing her, he did the same to her other thigh. She spread her legs wider in silent supplication. Reine couldn’t wait any more either, and he licked her pussy from top to bottom. She jumped and moaned at the same time. Chuckling, he placed his hand on her belly to keep her in place. Again, he licked her, but this time from the bottom to her clit. He pressed the flat of his tongue against the hard little nub and felt her leap in anticipation. He sucked her lips, gently nipping and pulling them. Mystique moaned. Then, Reine pushed his tongue into her. Her hips rocked back and forth. Reine returned to her clit again. He alternated between sucking it into his mouth and licking it back and forth.
“Reine, I’m going to come,” Mystique grasped his hair and pulled hard. Reine chuckled. He could feel her legs trembling around him. He changed his position, slightly leaning on his side so he could use his hand. He pushed a finger into her dripping pussy and continued savoring her. Mystique whimpered. Her body arched and her nails began to dig into his scalp. Reine pushed another finger into her and picked up his pace. He sucked her clit into his mouth. Mystique screamed. Liquid gushed out and he hurried to lap it up.
“Now, I’m going to fuck you,” he said, his voice gravely.
“Condom,” she choked out.
“Fuck. In your purse?”
She nodded and he hurried to the living room. He spotted her purse and grabbed it. Impatient, he threw the contents on the floor. He quickly spotted the plastic wrapper. Thank God she carried some with her. Ripping it open, he slid it onto his cock. When he returned to the bedroom, he found Mystique had removed her shirt and was in the process of taking off her bra.
“Leave the skirt and the boots on.”
She looked at him, her tongue darting between her lips as she did as he asked.
“Come here.”
His mouth watered at the sight of her in her pleated black skirt and matching knee-high lace-up boots. Gently, Reine captured her bottom lip between his teeth before kissing her fully. Mystique pressed herself to him.
“Fuck me already,” she said.
Reine grinned. Eagerly, he grabbed her wrists and placed them behind her back. He moved to stand behind her.
“I’m going to fuck you from behind,” he said. “Like I told you I would at the restaurant.”
He pushed her onto the mattress. She turned her head and smiled at him, while lifting her ass in invitation.
“Turn around so your head is hanging from the side of the bed. And here, put this under you, darling.” He handed her a pillow. “That’s right, beneath your hips. Lower your legs. I don’t want you on all fours.”
Reine kneeled next to her and spread her legs. Grasping his cock, he led it into her dripping pussy. Her head lifted and she moaned low as he plunged into her. Grabbing her wrists, he pinned them behind her back.
“All mine,” he whispered into her ear. He nipped at the lobe and slowly pulled back his cock. Mystique whimpered.
“More,” she said.
Reine picked up his pace. Mystique rocked against him. She emitted small sighs of pleasure, urging him on. Reine gritted his teeth. He was close. If only he could grab her hips and fuck her hard. But he couldn’t. He sunk his teeth onto her shoulder, then her back. Mystique screamed. Reine drove into her fast.
“You love this, darling. I know you do. My cock is slipping on your juices.”
His grip on her wrists tightened.
“You’re going to come for me again, aren’t you, darling?”