Page 33 of The Viper

“She did what?” I sit back and cross my arms in front of my chest.

“She asked Frank to use his phone.” I tilt my head to the side and glance toward the door. “Frank told her it was charging and said her entire face dropped.” He crosses one leg in front of the other. “Look, I think she might be lonely here.”

“She can do whatever she wants on the grounds.” I guess, I really didn’t think about her position. “She’s lost everything, and is reliant on me,” I say thinking out loud.

“You want her to be reliant on you,” Marco corrects. “I don’t think the girl wants to be in that position, but you’re forcing her to be.”

My jaw jumps as I blankly stare at the laptop screen. “I’ll speak with her.”

Marco stands and runs his hands down his suit pants. “I’ll get everything ready for her to leave.”

“Sacco women don’t pay,” I remind him.

“I know.” He walks out of my office, leaving me alone.

Standing, I head upstairs to her room, and knock once. She doesn’t answer, so I open the door to find the room empty. “What the fuck?” I hear the muffled music coming from the bathroom. I walk over and open the door to find my Rosa emerged in the bath tub. Her head is resting back with her eyes closed. One leg is braced up on the tub, her fingers buried deep inside her. There are a few bubbles in the bath, but not enough to shelter her from my eyes.

Small moans of pleasure escape her as my Rosa expertly finger fucks herself. My cock twitches and I hold onto my control. I want to rip her out of the bath, prop her up on her bed on all fours and lick her precious pussy. “Mmmm,” she moans. Her hips buck while her breathing hitches. My Rosa bites on her lower lip as the water sloshes around the tub. “That’s it, right there, Dom, right there,” she whispers.

Dom? Good, she’s fantasizing about me.

“Dominic,” my voice is richly dark as I watch her fuck herself.

Her eyes spring open and she instantly removes her hand from her pussy. “What are you doing in here?” Using her hands, she tries to cover up. I walk over and lean against the wall. “Get out!” she shouts. Her cheeks are flushed and I can’t help but draw my eyes over her body. She has a small tattoo of a rose on her hip. “Get out.”

“Not until you finish what you were doing. But it’s Dominic, not Dom.”

My Rosa continues to attempt to cover her body, but I stay exactly where I am. “If you don’t get out, then I will,” she threatens.

“Good idea. Because if you don’t finish what you started, then my mouth will.” Her eyes widen and she licks her lips before pursing them together. She looks toward the towel, which I take off the hook and hold it out to her. “Your fingers or my mouth, the choice is yours.”

She’s huddled in the bath as she attempts to shield her magnificent body from me. “Fine,” she challenges as an air of confidence overtakes her. Rosa leans back in the bath and opens her legs for me to watch. She has a perfect landing strip of auburn hair running up the center of her beautiful pussy. “You wanna watch?”

My lioness has found her empowerment. “I want you to fuck those fingers of yours.” Her eyes lock on mine and darken as she drags her hand down her body. She spreads her beautiful lips and circles her finger around her clit. A guttural moan erupts from deep inside her chest. She closes her eyes and licks her lips. “Eyes on me.”

She snaps them open and plunges a finger deep inside. God, I wish it was my tongue. “Mmmm.” She opens further, allowing me total access to her plump clit, her perfect lips and as she slides down, even her asshole. I want to fill all her holes, my cock will start in her mouth and once she’s crying and choking, begging me to fuck her, I’ll pleasure her sweet cunt. “Dominic,” she whispers, snapping me out of my own fantasy of what I’ll do to her. My cock strains inside my pants, and I’m going to have to take care of it once she’s finished. “Mmmm.” Her moan instantly transports me back to thoughts of fucking her, taking her ass deep as she grinds back against me. Pleading for me to give her relief. “There, keep doing that.”

I shake my head and focus on my lioness. The water is sloshing up and out of the tub, her breath quickens and her hips roll as she watches me watching her. “What am I doing to you?” My resolve is weakening with every sound, every flutter of her eyelashes, every stroke of her perfect pussy. God, I want to bury my tongue into her while her hips thrust on my face. I’d die a happy man if I could taste her. A flash of embarrassment flushes over my lioness’s face. “Tell me what I’m doing to you.” It’s killing me to merely stand here, watching and not participating. But I won’t dare until she begs me to take her, and when I do, I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to stop. “Tell me,” I demand once again.

Her teeth sink into her bottom lip before her tongue sweeps across it. “You told me to crawl over to you.” My lioness isn’t vanilla. “You lean your head back on the sofa you’re sitting on, and make me climb up on it.” Abso-fucking-lutely. “You grab me by the hips and lift me onto your face.” Her image of me is so accurate. “You tease me by flicking my clit with your tongue.” Her fingers do exactly what she wants me to do with my mouth. “I sink down further and ride your face. You’re using your tongue and mouth for my pleasure.”

My cock is hard in my pants desperate for her mouth. “Does my tongue feel good in that tight little cunt of yours?”

“I love it. I want it.” Her eyes close as her fingers increase in speed.

“What are my hands doing?”

“They’re everywhere at once. You’re pinching my nipples.” She lifts one hand to pinch and twist her nipple. “Your hands are rough, yet gentle.”

“Rosa,” I say as I continue watching her pleasuring herself. She slightly opens her eyes as she brings herself closer and closer to the edge. “I want you to finish yourself off. Fuck those fingers like you’d fuck my mouth. I want to see you come.”

“Jesus,” she murmurs while she spreads her lips open and rubs at her clit. Moans of pleasure tumble from her mouth. I want to seal mine over hers as I share every desire with her. My lioness’s legs tense, her toes point and she groans low and long. Slowly, her breathing calms and she stares at me. She removes her fingers from her pussy and looks away. I walk over, kneel and grab her hand before she can wash her taste away. I lift her hand and suck on her fingers. She tastes like my own piece of heaven.

I lick her juices off her fingers as I watch her. Her eyes are glued to my mouth. Swirling my tongue around her fingers, I offer her a hint of what I’ll do to her. Once her fingers are clean of her juices, I remove them and kiss the tips. “Next time you want to do this, my mouth is available to you.” I stand and walk out of the bathroom.

My lioness is a dirty slut. My dirty slut.

I’m going to fucking revel in her body.

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