Page 43 of Blinded By The Sun
King
Being with Ciro is like a random dream come true. I never got the chance to have a crush in high school or have that experience so getting this with Ciro, makes my heartbeat like crazy. I try not to look his way, but I can’t help it. Ciro is having a conversation with Boston and Adriano, but how he’s turning me on is insane. He isn’t even doing much but caressing my thigh. His hand makes me feel protected; needed. I watch as his tattooed hand rubs against my darker complexion. I love how his tattoos go all the way to his fingers, the same fingers that make me feel good as much as they can. I take a deep breath in and release another one. Ciro doesn’t turn my way, but I can see that a smirk appears on his face as if he knows what he’s doing to me.
“Hey, you want to dance?” Reign asks me.
I turn to face her. I’m happy that she stayed and now, after having some more drinks, she’s loosened up like I have. We both took our heels off and I feel like we probably connect more than anything else. “Yeah, sure.” I turn to Ciro, “baby, I’m going to dance with Reign.”
Ciro slowly turns my way and my heart feels like it’ll shatter from the intensity of his look. It isn’t a scary one, it’s more so of the lust portrayed in his eyes. It’s a storm. “Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
“If you’ll do that,” he says as he squeezes my thigh. “Give me a dance first.”
I face Reign. “We’ll dance in a moment.” I look at Reign and Reign sneaks a glance at Ciro. He turns to look her way, and she turns away quickly.
She smiles at me, “Okay, I’ll be at the bar.” She winks at me and strolls off quickly.
I sit up on the couch, getting on my knees. I lean over and place my hands firmly behind Ciro’s neck, planting them on the couch for stability. I take a deep breath in and lift my lower body up. I smile as a song that matches what I want to do with Ciro, comes on. Ciro watches me as I open my legs and slowly lower myself on his lap. I straddle him and he keeps his hands to his side. He leans back as I throw my head back and I move my body slower than the tempo but still matching it, making sure my hands slide down his chest. I take a deep breath audibly ending it as a moan as I keep dancing, grinding my body on him and coming back up. I don’t stop until I press my forehead against Ciro’s. I reach out for his hands and make him grab my ass. I slip my hands back up into his hair and yank his head back hard. Ciro groans as he stares at me. I have never seen this look in his eyes before. It’s dangerous, and I’ve never been more turned on in my life. My breath comes out raggedly as I move my body, begging him to see just how good I could make him feel if he lets me ride him. If he let’s me fuck him. Let’s me show him just how good I could make him feel.
Ciro’s intense watching turns me on even more than anything else I’ve ever experienced before. Ciro groans low as I lean in biting his lip, then I soothe it by sucking on it. I let him go completely and remove his hands from my ass, placing them behind him. I place my hands again on the couch behind his neck as I lift myself up mid air and then bend my knees. I bring my knees and place my feet down between Ciro’s open legs. I smile sweetly at the panther who’s calculating when he’ll catch me. Ciro opens his legs wider and leans back. I wink at him before removing my hands from behind him, extending them to my side and doing a backflip. I land on my feet but I don’t stay up for long. I lower to the floor, making sure my dress is still in place. I crawl to the most powerful man in the room on all fours, making sure I arch my back just right so he could see all that belongs to him. Ciro does nothing as he still has his gaze on me. When I reach him, I sit back on my heels and I peer up at him through my lashes. I reach out, caressing his legs. I continue the trail higher and higher. I stand up and turn, giving him my back. I fix my dress, widening my stance and then bend over touching the floor. I arch my ass and when I feel the tips of his fingers on my exposed flesh; it burns so good.
I don’t stay bent over for long; I stand and sit on his lap. I dance on him, giving him a dance like he wants. I lean back and lift my legs up, closing his legs. I lean down, lowering my chest to his legs. I pop my ass up in the air and show him just how much I can shake-jiggle-bounce; first with one cheek, both and then interchangeably. I feel Ciro’s hands on my ass and he groans loudly. Ciro moves his hands to my waist and pulls me to him. He wraps an arm around my midsection and stands. He doesn’t say shit as he walks down a hall and there, an elevator is. I didn’t even know this existed.
