Page 11 of Idée Fixe
“Trojan.”
“That’s my girl.” Fuck I wish she could see my face right now. “You’re so good for me, aren’t you?” I’ll take it off soon, but right now, I want this to begin with the mask.
She nods.
“Take off my other glove.” I lift my free hand in front of her. The Velcro scratches out into the space between as she snaps it back. Pressing her fingers to the tips of mine and releasingmy hand from the confinement of the leather. It’s taking every ounce of strength I have to remain calm right now, because after all this time away from her, all I want is to breathe her in and hold her close.
“What else?” Her chest rising and falling in front of me. Not with fear and definitely not with worry.
She’s anticipating my next move.
“Stand up,” I demand, “take off your underwear, and give it to me.”
Releasing her throat from my grasp, I watch her as she rises to her feet. Lifting the dress slightly, she pulls the neon green thong from her lower body, her arousal ever visible. Tapping my thighs, I sit back. “Straddle me but leave some space between us.”
Nodding and lifting one leg at a time, she rests one hand on my shoulder to steady herself and just a single touch from her makes my cock hard. Snaking my left arm around her waist, I pull her towards me, just at the right angle in which I need her and slide my right hand through the space between us.
“Before anything else happens, you’re going to come on my hand. Do you understand me?”
“Please.”
Fuck.
“Again… beg, Cairo.”
I need to hear it.
“Please… make me come.”
Fuck me!
The sound of her begging makes my cock strain tightly against the fabric of my black combats and if I don’t slow myself down, I’ll be fucking her now and it will be over quicker than I intend or I’ll come in my boxers like some fuckin pre-pubescent teen.
I need her to beg for my cock.
Lifting two fingers in front of her mouth I tilt my head. “Suck.” She widens her mouth and without warning, I shove my fingers down the back of her throat.
No reaction other than her eyes widening in shock.
“No gag reflex, impressive.” I wiggle my fingers in the back of her throat, and she coughs. Pulling them free, a string of saliva drags from her mouth to my fingers. “Lift the dress to your waist and let me see that desperate little cunt.”
Lowering my hand between us, she pulls the hem of her dress up and around her waist. Leaning back slightly, I look at the arousal clearly coating her pussy.
“Lift the mask,” I tell her. Little does she know I have a balaclava on underneath. Her tiny hands curve on the underside of the mask and slowly lift it up to rest on the top of my head. “I want you to look into my eyes when you come, Cairo.” My real voice getting the reaction I wanted. I use the voice distorter to make it deeper than it already is.
She hasn’t seen me in seven years so I doubt she would even recognise my eyes or voice and at this point her eyes are so filled with lust I could rob her, and she wouldn’t realise. I slide my two fingers up her dripping slit and the second there is contact, her eyes flutter closed. Head dropping back.
“Eyes on me, Cairo.” I spank her with the hand that’s pressed to her back and the crack echoes in to the room mixing with her yelp. “Look at me.” Her eyes finally meet mine and I shove my slick fingers deep inside her. Gripping my face in her hands she rests her forehead against mine.
“Oh fuck.” She mewls. I pull my fingers out slowly, sliding them in and out of her at an agonising pace, her walls already clenching around me. She can come now, but it won’t be the only time. Tonight, I plan to fuck her until I’ve marked her as mine and she can’t bare another to touch her.
I’ve never allowed someone to touch me this intimately before, and I know absolutely nothing about him, except the fact that he has the most incredibly stormy blue eyes I’ve ever seen. So dark they almost look navy.
“First,” he speaks low, my forehead resting against his as my eyes flutter at the slow circles his thumb is performing on my clit while his fingers are knuckle deep in me. “You’re going to come by my hand. Then,” he continues, “I’m going to taste this juicy pussy of yours and you’ll come in my mouth.”
“Oh, yes,” I breath, biting down on the corner of my lower lip, using one hand to pull my skirt further up and over my pussy so I can watch the way he’s touching me so sensually. This has to be one of the sexiest fucking experiences I’ve ever had, and he’s only just started. The way he made me get on my hands and knees to crawl to him made the feminist inside me scream. But I couldn’t resist his demand.
“Then, when you’re almost spent,” grabbing my jaw he angles my face up to his and leans in close to my lips, “I’m going to chase you through this warehouse, with a knife; just like youasked for. Then, I’ll find you, fuck this tight cunt like the little cum slut you are, and you’re going to love every single second of my cock being balls deep inside you… Aren’t you?”
