Page 5 of Undeniable

She laughs freely. "Oh. Hahaha." And I am rewarded with her true beauty as it bursts forth. "Sì." She tells me enthusiastically. "I do. I like a man’s ass." She gives it another soft squeeze and I laugh with her, then step back and turn to the bar once more. Without asking, I turn to pour us another drink. She stands beside me and lays her hand on my arm. "My English friend says arse." As the liquid splashes in the glasses, she continues. "Mister Very Big Man has a very big ass, no?"

I chuckle and agree as we prepare to toss it down. "Yes he does and he is glad you like it."

"Umm hmm." She grins back at me flirting. "It is very good, no?"

"So I’ve been told." We clink and drink, then I pick up the camera and wave her away. "Practice your English. Where are you from?" She walks around the studio, admiring the photos on the walls and answering my questions. "How long have you lived in Rome? How many siblings do you have? How were you discovered? How long have you been modeling? Do you enjoy it? What’s your last project? What country do you like the most?" I must help her a few times find the correct translation and we laugh at her mispronunciations. When her English is almost perfect, I zoom in for a tight shot of her face and I ask the one question that I really want answered honestly. Ready to catch her expression, hoping to capture the moment of perfection. "Have you been in love?"

"Sì." She grins a sexy grin.

"Are you in love now?"

"Sì." She looks directly into the camera.

I sigh, knowing the photo opportunity is a bust. Her smile turns seductive and she walks over, so I lower the camera, and look her eye to eye. She slides up against me, and I feel the cool skin of her hand, followed by the tickle of the fur as she touches my side, then slides it around and down inside my briefs to rest on my ass. She whispers up at me. "I am in love now."That’s not what I wanted to hear."Will we fuck, Mister Very Big Man with the very big ass?"That’s what I wanted to hear.

I grin down on her."Do you want to fuck?"

She leans her head back and smiles up at me. "Sì. I want to fuck a very big man with a very big ass. Do you want to fuck?" She kneads my butt cheek.

"I want to fuck too." I lean down, nuzzle her ear and she leans into me. I remove her hand from my ass and hold it as I whisper. "But first." I lean away and search her eyes. They tell me she is willing to do whatever I ask so I command her in a soft, hushed voice. "Walk to the door." I nod my head at the balcony door. "Go." She backs away to do as I ask, bringing my hand with her. I pull her back to me, bringing her hand to my lips once more, place a soft kiss again on it, and say. "Go and wait for me."

Her smile is sweet before she saunters off. As soon as she turns her back, I push my briefs down, kick them off, lean my bare ass against the bar and cross my legs at the ankle. My cock stands out like a flag pole. Raising the camera, I’m ready to begin snapping pictures again. When she reaches the door, she spins around and sees my posture, the camera and my flag pole. A wide, happy smile breaks across her face. The sound of the shutter clicking echoes between us as she drops the fur without being told, letting it slide slowly down her body, softly, silently, spilling onto the floor and laying in a pile around her feet.

"Perfect." I compliment her. "Now tease me," I command again.

She begins to strike sexy poses, showing off her skill. She is a veteran and works her modeling magic as she moves back to me. Hair up, then down. Arms out then in. Legs straight. Hips cocked. Tits hidden, then exposed. Pushed up, then flattened. When she arrives, she throws a lock of hair off her shoulder and licks her tongue across her lips, teasing me with the tip. She drags her manicured nails down the groove in my abs and asks in a sultry voice. "What is your name, Mister Very Big Man?"

I watch the wet, pink tip of her tongue play with her lips and I can almost taste the sweetness of her pink little clit. "Hard." I tell her honestly.

Her laugh is husky, but flirty. "You are Mister, Very Big, Very Hard Man, no?" She drags the tips of her fingers down to my cock and sends shivers down to my balls, making them draw up and tighten. "What is your name, please?"

"Hard-Core." My voice is husky and my tongue touches the corner of my mouth.

She giggles softly, tilting her face up to mine, knowing she is getting to me. "How did you get such a wonderful name?" She pulls her fingertips from the base of my cock to the tip.

Her light touch makes it thump, and my balls begin to fill with semen. I wet my lips, letting my tongue slide across while my hands clench, grabbing empty air so I can keep them out of her hair while she plays this game of tease with me. Her hand wraps itself around my shaft and she slides it to the base, gripping my cock tight. She raises her eyebrows at me, silently beckoning the answer.

"An Army bro."

She looks surprised by my answer, then drops my cock and takes a step back. I almost growl and grab her, but her concerned expression stops me. Her eyebrows meet in the middle, almost forming a unibrow and she looks completely upset. "Army bro? You are gay man?"

The ridiculousness of that makes me laugh out loud. My hands unclench, and reach for her as I say. "Hell no!"

She falls into my arms, giggling, then I hear my southern accent repeated back to me with a thick Italian accent. "Hell no!" She leans back so she can wag her finger at me. "I teased you good, yes?"

I laugh hard again. "Yes. You teased me good."

Her face drops onto my shoulder as she laughs and I feel her shoulders shaking with the silly giggles. When the laughter finally fades away, she kisses my shoulder, and I know she has become aware of my fully hard, very large, erection pressing against her. When she looks up at me, the serious look of lust has fallen over her face.Passionate eyes, no longer boring brown.

I notice a stray strand of her hair stuck in her lipstick as she tells me sweetly. "You are a very beautiful man." I gently pull the strand off, then trace my finger along her lips. The lipstick clings to my skin and pulls her lip taut.

"We need to clean this off first."

Her reaction surprises me. She frowns slightly as she looks away, then she steps back and looks down at my cock. Her bottom lip rolls in and her teeth press down on it. I study her expression, then bend over and pick my briefs up. Taking her back into my arms, pressing her body tight against my erection, I hug it firmly between us, and put my fingers under her chin to lift her face to mine.

"I like my women natural," I whisper softly as I clean the lipstick off her lips with my briefs. "I didn’t mean a blowjob, Hun."

Sheer relief falls on her face, and it makes me chuckle.Some women just don’t like to give head.

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