Page 17 of Ace of Spades

“How did you do that?”

“I imagined it. Now try it with your dress.”

Running my hand along the bodice, I closed my eyes and imagined a shade of red that I thought would look best against my skin tone. When I opened them, the top of the bodice was that exact shade of red, although it faded into purple and then blue by the time it reached my waist.

“Holy shit! It worked! Kind of...”

“Not bad for your first try,” said Chess as he eyed my cleavage against the red fabric. “You look good in red. You’d look good in anything.”

“How about a burlap sack?” I joked, picturing it in my head. The next thing I knew, my nipples were being scratched by rough brown burlap. I screamed in delight.

Suddenly I was pushed up against a tree, a warm hand pressed against my mouth. Chess was staring at me with such fierce intensity in his green eyes that it made me wonder if I should be afraid.

“Don’t scream like that, unless you’re truly in danger,” he murmured in my ear before taking his hand away. “You might attract unwanted attention.”

“What about attracting wanted attention?” I whispered.

I licked my lips, longing to taste him. I could feel the heat emanating from our bodies. I knew I shouldn't, but I couldn't resist any longer. I reached up and grabbed the back of his neck, pulling him towards me.

Our lips met in a fiery kiss, and it felt like the world exploded around us. His tongue danced with mine, and I moaned into his mouth, my body trembling with desire.

He pulled away slightly, his eyes dark with lust.

"We should wait," he said, his voice husky. "It's not safe here."

"I don't care," I whispered, running my hand along his pants until I felt his cock. It was hard and huge and straining against his clothing. "I want you now."

Chess groaned, his eyes flickering with desire as he realized how serious I was.

"Imagine yourself with no dress at all,” he instructed.

In an instant, the burlap sack disappeared, and there I was, buck naked, my body bared to him in the light of day.

His eyes roamed over my curves, and he licked his lips hungrily.

“Oh Alice...you're stunning,” he sighed before lowering his head and taking one of my nipples into his mouth. I stifled my groan of pleasure as he sucked and nibbled on it, his fingers teasing my other one.

"Please, Chess,” I begged, my hands fisting in his dark hair. "I need you inside me."

“I know you do,” he said softly, grinning so seductively. “Imagine what it’ll feel like when I fuck you.”

I didn't need to be asked twice. I mentally stripped off his tuxedo, the buttons flying through the decaying underbrush of the forest. Then he was flipping me around and pressing me up against the tree. I gasped as I felt his cock against my skin, thick and hot, and I spread my legs, arching my back as I offered myself to him. I imagined him rubbing his cock up and down against my wet folds, teasing me mercilessly.

He slipped one hand around to my front and massaged my clit with his fingers. I cried out in pleasure, my body arching towards him. Then, he grabbed my hips and thrust into me hard, filling me completely.

I gripped the tree with one hand, trying to keep myself upright as he pounded into me. His thrusts were hard and relentless, his hands never leaving my hips. Too soon, my pussy began to tighten around him, and I cried out as I felt myself falling over the edge.

"Oh fuck," I hissed, my whole body trembling as the orgasm swept over me. He continued to thrust into me, drawing out my euphoria as I bucked against him. Finally, he lowered his head and bit down on my shoulder, muffling his own cry of pleasure into my skin.

He stayed like that for a moment, his body still buried deep inside mine. Then he pulled out of me, and I spun around to face him.

To my absolute shock and amazement, he was completely dressed. Not one hair was out of place.

He’d never fucked me at all.

“What the hell just happened?” I gasped.

A wide grin spread across his fascinated face.

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