Chapter 1: Introduction
The cool night air kissed my skin as I stepped out of the black SUV, the gravel crunching beneath my sneakers. The imposing mansion loomed before me, its stone facade stark against the clear night sky. I had never seen anything like it. The grandeur was intimidating, the silence oppressive. I felt a shiver run down my spine, a mix of fear and awe.
A tall, burly man with a scar running across his cheek grabbed me by the arm, his grip like a vice. “Come with me,” he growled, jerking me forward.
I stumbled, trying to keep up with his long strides. We entered the mansion through a heavy wooden door, the ornate carvings casting eerie shadows on the marble floor. The air inside was cool and damp, filled with the scent of old money and expensive perfumes.
He led me through a labyrinth of corridors, each one more opulent than the last. Gold-leafed frescoes adorned the walls, and marble statues stood sentinel in niches. I couldn’t help but feel small and insignificant in this grandiose setting.
The burly man stopped abruptly, pushing open a heavy door that revealed a lavish bedroom. The room was bathed in a soft glow from a chandelier that hung from the ceiling like a cluster of crystalline icicles. Velvet drapes in deep shades of crimson and gold framed tall windows, and a four-poster bed with intricately carved posts dominated the space.
“Wait here,” he commanded, shoving me inside before closing the door behind him. I stood there, heart pounding in my chest, taking in the opulence and the eerie silence.
Then, the door opened again, and she walked in. Talia DiGiulio.
She moved with the grace of a panther, her dark hair cascading down her back in loose curls, her eyes as dark and intense as a stormy night. She was dressed in a silk robe that clung to her curves, the deep V revealing a hint of cleavage. Her lips curled into a slow smile, her gaze raking over me like I was a piece of meat.
“So, this is the new toy,” she purred, circling me. I could feel her breath on my neck, hot and moist. I swallowed hard, trying to keep my composure.
“I’m Rob,” I managed to say, my voice barely above a whisper.
Talia chuckled, a low, sultry sound that sent shivers down my spine. She traced a finger along my jaw, her nails leaving a trail of fire on my skin. “I don’t need to know your name, darling,” she said, her voice dripping with sweet poison. “All I need to know is that you’re mine now.”
She stepped back, letting her robe fall to the floor with a soft rustle. She was naked underneath, her body a masterpiece of curves and shadows. I tried to look away, but I couldn’t.
Talia’s body was a work of art, a symphony of curves and valleys that made every part of me ache with a mixture of desire and fear. She caught my gaze, her lips curling into a smirk.
“Like what you see, darling?” she asked, her voice a sultry purr. She sauntered over to the bed, her ass swaying like a pendulum. “Come here,” she commanded, pointing to the space beside her.
I hesitated, my mind racing with a thousand reasons to refuse. But the look in Talia’s eyes told me there was no escape.
I took a deep breath, steeling myself as I stepped closer to the bed. The mattress sank slightly as I sat down, the cool silk of the sheets brushing against my skin.
Talia turned to face me, her eyes gleaming with hunger and something darker. “You’re an innocent one, aren’t you?” she said, her fingers tracing the line of my jaw. “So fucking innocent it makes me want to corrupt you.”
Her hand moved lower, her fingertips grazing my chest, my stomach, the waistband of my jeans. I flinched at her touch, a mix of fear and anticipation coursing through my veins.
Talia’s eyes narrowed, her lips curling into a cruel smile. “You’re tense, darling,” she whispered, her voice like velvet. “Let’s see if we can’t relax you a bit.”
She moved closer, her breath hot on my ear. I could smell her perfume, a heady mix of jasmine and something darker, more primal. Her hand found the hem of my t-shirt, and she tugged it up, forcing me to lift my arms. I complied, my heart pounding like a drum in my chest. She pulled the shirt off, tossing it aside.
Her eyes raked over my bare chest, lingering on the faint outline of my abs. "Not bad," she murmured, her fingers tracing the line of my stomach. I shivered under her touch, my body responding despite my fear.
Talia's hand moved lower, her fingers brushing against the button of my jeans. I tensed, my heart pounding in my chest. She smirked, her eyes never leaving mine as she unbuttoned my jeans, her fingers brushing against my cock through the thin fabric of my boxers. I bit my lip, stifling a gasp.
"You're hard," she whispered, her voice a sultry purr.
"So fucking hard already." Her hand wrapped around my cock through the fabric, her grip firm as she began to stroke me. I groaned, my hips arching into her touch despite myself. "Fuck, that feels good," I admitted, my voice ragged.
Talia chuckled, a low, throaty sound that made my cock twitch in her hand. "Oh, darling," she said, her eyes gleaming with triumph. "We're just getting started."
She released my cock and pushed me back onto the bed, her body following mine until she was straddling me.
I could feel her heat through her thin silk panties, my cock throbbing against her. She leaned down, her mouth capturing mine in a brutal kiss. Her tongue forced its way into my mouth, exploring, dominating. I tasted her lipstick, her perfume, a mix of sweet and bitter that made my head spin.
Her hands moved to my jeans, tugging them down along with my boxers. I lifted my hips, letting her pull them off completely. My cock sprang free, hard and aching, and she gave it a slow stroke, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "So eager," she sighed, a wicked smile playing on her lips.
"But you're not in control here, darling. I am."
She shifted her weight, positioning herself over my cock. I could feel the heat of her pussy through her panties, and I desperately wanted her to slide down onto me. But Talia had other plans.
She leaned back, her hands moving to her panties. She hooked her thumbs into the sides and slowly slid them down, revealing inch by inch of her perfect, shaved pussy. My mouth went dry, my cock throbbing with need.
Talia paused, her eyes locked onto mine as she spread her legs wider, giving me a full view of her glistening cunt.
She was already wet, her juices coating her inner lips and dripping down onto my stomach. I swallowed hard, my cock aching with primal need.
“Fuck, you’re beautiful,” I murmured, my voice raw with desire.
Talia smirked, her fingers dipping between her legs to gather her wetness. She brought her hand to my mouth, her eyes never leaving mine as she rubbed her juices across my lips. I could taste her, sweet and musky, and I groaned, my tongue darting out to lick her fingers clean.
“Good boy,” she purred, her hand moving back between her legs.
She rubbed her clit, her hips squirming as she watched me. Watching her touch herself was the most erotic thing I had ever seen. My cock throbbed, aching for release, but I knew better than to move.
Talia moaned, her head falling back as she rubbed herself harder, faster. “Fuck, Rob,” she breathed, her eyes fluttering closed. “I want you to taste me.”
She shifted her weight, moving down my body until her pussy was inches from my face. I could smell her, the musky scent of her arousal overwhelming my senses.
I hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to do. But Talia was having none of it. She grabbed a handful of my hair, tugging my head closer to her pussy.
“Lick me,” she commanded, her voice a low growl. “Taste my fucking cunt.”
I took a deep breath and leaned in, my tongue darting out to taste her. She was sweet and salty, her juices coating my tongue. I licked her slowly, tentatively, exploring the folds of her pussy. Talia let out a low moan, her hips bucking against my face.
"Fuck, yes," she hissed, her grip on my hair tightening. "That's it, darling. Eat my pussy like a good little boy."
I obliged, my hesitation disappearing as I got lost in the taste and smell of her. I lapped at her, my tongue flicking against her clit, feeling it harden beneath my touch. Talia let out a string of curses, her hips moving in sync with my tongue.
"Fuck, yes," she moaned. "You're a fucking natural at this. Don't stop, baby. Don't you fucking dare stop."
I didn't.
I couldn't. I was lost in the taste and smell of her, in the feel of her soft, wet flesh against my tongue. I licked and sucked and nibbled, my hands reaching up to grab her ass, pulling her closer to me.
Talia's moans filled the room, her breath coming in ragged gasps. Her hips moved faster, grinding against my face, her pussy juices dripping onto my chin. "Fuck, yes," she hissed. "Right there, baby. Right fucking there."
I found her sweet spot, the sensitive bundle of nerves that made her cry out and buck against me.
I focused on it, my tongue circling and flicking, my fingers digging into her ass cheeks.
Talia's breathing became a series of sharp gasps, her body tensing up as she got closer to the edge. "Oh, fuck, yes," she hissed, her voice barely recognizable. "You're gonna make me come, you little shit. You're gonna make me fucking come all over your face."
She didn't have to tell me twice. I doubled down on my efforts, my tongue working her clit like a fucking pro.
Talia's body tensed, her hips bucking wildly as I sent her spiraling toward the edge. Her moans turned into a strangled cry, her grip on my hair tightening to the point of pain.
"Oh fuck, Rob! Fuck, yes! That's it, you little fucking tease. Make me come!" she screamed, her body convulsing as her orgasm hit her like a freight train. Her juices gushed onto my face, her taste filling my mouth as I continued to lap at her, drawing out her pleasure.
Talia's body finally stilled, her breath coming in ragged gasps.
She looked down at me, her eyes glazed with pleasure and something darker. A satisfied smirk curled her lips as she surveyed the mess she had made on my face.
"You're fucking filthy," she rasped, her voice hoarse with satisfaction. "I fucking love it."
She climbed off me, her body swaying slightly as she stood. She walked over to a small table next to the bed and poured herself a glass of water from a crystal decanter. She drank it slowly, her eyes never leaving me as I wiped her juices from my face with the back of my hand.
"Clean up," she ordered, nodding towards the bedside table.
I saw a box of tissues there and quickly grabbed one, wiping my face and chin. The taste of her lingered on my lips, and I couldn't help but lick them, savoring the remains of her pleasure.
Talia watched me, a cruel smile playing on her lips. "Good boy," she purred, setting the glass down. She walked back to the bed, her eyes locked onto mine. "Now, it's your turn."
She crawled onto the bed, straddling my hips. I could feel the heat of her body, the dampness of her pussy against my cock. She leaned down, her lips capturing mine in a brutal kiss.
I could taste her lipstick, her perfume, a mix of sweet and bitter that made my head spin. But under it all, I could taste myself on her—the raw, musky scent of her pleasure. It was intoxicating, and I found myself kissing her back with a feverish intensity.
Talia broke the kiss abruptly, her eyes gleaming with lust and something darker. “You taste fucking delicious,” she growled, her voice husky with desire. I could feel the heat of her pussy against my shaft, and I desperately wanted her to slide down onto me.
She sat up, her fingers gripping my cock tightly. I could feel the pre-cum leaking from the tip, coating her hand. It was torture, the slow, deliberate movements of her hand, the teasing glance in her eyes.
“You want this, don’t you?” she hissed, her eyes never leaving mine. “You want to fuck me, don’t you, you little shit?”
I nodded, my hips bucking involuntarily. “Yes,” I managed to say, my voice thick with arousal.
“Yes, I fucking want to fuck you, Talia.”
Talia’s eyes flashed with satisfaction, a wicked smile spreading across her face. “Good boy,” she purred. “You get to fuck one of the DiGiulio princesses, and you’re going to love every fucking second of it.”
She shifted her weight, positioning herself over my cock. I could feel the heat of her pussy against the tip, and I desperately wanted her to slide down onto me. She teased me, rubbing the head of my cock against her wet folds, coating it with her juices.
I groaned, my hips bucking up to meet her, desperate for more. But Talia was in control, and she wasn't going to give it to me easily.
“Please, Talia,” I begged, my voice ragged with need. “Please, I need to fuck you.”
She leaned down, her lips brushing against my ear. “Beg better than that,” she whispered, her voice a low purr. “Beg like the little slut you are.”
I swallowed hard, my pride warring with my desperation. “Please, Talia,” I pleaded, my voice filled with desperation. “I need to fuck you.
Please, Talia, I need to be inside you. I need to feel you around my cock. Please, fuck, please.” My begging turned into a desperate plea, my body aching with an intense need that was nearly unbearable. She trailed her fingers down my chest, her nails leaving red trails in their wake. “You want it, don’t you, darling?” she taunted, her voice dripping with sweet venom. “You want to fuck me.
Say it,” Talia demanded, her voice a sultry growl in my ear. “Say the fucking words.”
I could feel the head of my cock teasing her entrance, the heat and wetness making me ache with desperation. “I want to fuck you, Talia,” I gasped, my voice thick with need. “I want to be inside you. I want to feel your pussy grip my cock.”
Talia chuckled, a low, throaty sound that made my cock jerk against her. “Such a fucking dirty mouth on you, darling,” she purred. “I like it.
Now show me how much you really want it.” Talia’s voice was a low, seductive growl as she slowly sank down onto my cock. I gasped as the head of my dick slipped into her tight, wet heat. The sensation was overwhelming, her pussy gripping me like a velvet vice, and I had to grit my teeth to keep from coming right then.
Talia moaned, her eyes fluttering closed as she took more of me in. “Fuck, you’re big,” she breathed, her hips moving in a slow, torturous roll as she took me inch by agonizing inch.
I could feel every ridge, every vein of my cock as her pussy stretched around me, the sensation so intense it bordered on pain.
Talia’s eyes opened, her gaze locking onto mine as she continued to impale herself on my cock. The look in her eyes was pure, unadulterated lust, and it sent a shiver of both fear and excitement down my spine.
“Is this what you wanted, darling?” she asked, her voice a low purr. “Is this what you begged for?”
I could only nod, my breath coming in ragged gasps.
The pleasure was too much, too intense, and I was already dangerously close to the edge.
Talia chuckled, a low, wicked sound that sent shivers down my spine. "Not so fast, darling," she said, her hips pausing just as the last inch of my cock disappeared into her. "We've only just begun."
She started to move, her hips rising and falling in a slow, torturous rhythm. Each time she sank down onto me, I could feel her pussy gripping my cock like a velvet fist, the sensation so intense it was almost painful.
I could feel the head of my cock hitting something deep inside her, and she let out a low moan, her nails digging into my chest.
"Fuck, you're so fucking deep," she hissed, her hips moving in slow, torturous circles. "You feel so fucking good, darling. So fucking big."
I gritted my teeth, trying to hold on, trying to delay the inevitable. But Talia was in control, and she was setting a pace that was driving me wild. She leaned down, her lips capturing mine in a brutal kiss, her tongue forcing its way into my mouth.
I could taste her—the sweetness of her lipstick, the muskiness of her arousal, and the raw, primal taste of her desire. Her hips moved faster, her pussy sliding up and down my cock with increasing urgency. I could feel her juices coating my shaft, her inner walls gripping and releasing me in a relentless rhythm.
Talia broke the kiss, her breath ragged and hot against my face. "Fuck me harder, Rob," she demanded, her voice a low growl. "Show me what you've got."
I obliged, my hips bucking up to meet hers, driving my cock deeper into her with every thrust.
Talia moaned, her head falling back as she savored the feeling of me filling her completely. Her hands moved to my chest, her nails digging into my skin as she urged me on.
"That's it, darling," she hissed, her voice thick with lust. "Fuck me like the dirty little slut I know you are."
I gritted my teeth, my body aching with the effort as I slammed into her again and again. Her pussy was so wet, so tight, that each thrust sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through my body. I could feel my orgasm building, my balls tightening as I got closer and closer to the edge.
She slammed her hand down on my chest, her nails digging into my skin as she halted my thrusts.
“Not yet, darling,” she growled, her eyes flashing with cruel amusement. “Not until I say so.”
I groaned in frustration, my cock throbbing with need. She shifted her weight, adjusting her position so that she was kneeling over me, her knees on either side of my hips. She leaned forward, her hands bracing herself on my chest as she began to ride me in earnest.
Her hips moved in a brutal, punishing rhythm, her pussy sliding up and down my cock with each thrust. The sound of our flesh slapping together filled the room, a lewd symphony that made me grit my teeth and fight for control.
Talia's eyes were locked onto mine, her expression a mix of lust and cruelty. "You like that, don't you, darling?" she taunted, her voice a low growl. "You like feeling my tight little cunt squeezing your cock, don't you?"
I could only nod, my breath coming in ragged gasps.
The pleasure was so intense, so overwhelming, that I could feel my body starting to shake. She leaned forward, her hands gripping my chest as she began to ride me harder, her hips slamming down onto mine with brutal force. Every time she did, I could feel my cock hit something deep inside her, and she would let out a low moan, her eyes fluttering closed.
"Fuck, yes," she hissed, her voice a low, animalistic growl. Fuck me like you mean it.
No more games," Talia demanded, her voice a low, guttural growl. She wanted to feel every inch of me, own every part of me. Her hips moved faster, her pussy clenching and unclenching around my cock as she rode me harder and harder.
"You want to come, don't you, darling?" she taunted, her eyes never leaving mine. "You want to fill my cunt with your hot fucking cum?"
I nodded, my breath coming in short gasps. I was so close, so fucking close to the edge. But I wanted to make her come first.
I wanted to feel her pussy clench around my cock as she rode out her orgasm. I wanted to hear her scream my name.
I reached up, my hands gripping her hips, my fingers digging into her soft flesh. I pulled her down harder onto my cock, forcing her to take me deeper. She let out a low moan, her eyes fluttering closed as she leaned forward, her hands bracing themselves on my chest.
"Fuck, yes," she hissed, her voice a low growl. "Just like that, baby.
Fuck me like you fucking own me," Talia screamed, her body slamming down onto mine with every thrust. Her tits bounced with each movement, her nipples hard and begging for attention. I couldn't resist. I reached up and grabbed one of her heavy breasts, my thumb rubbing against her nipple.
She moaned, arching her back and pushing her tit further into my hand. "That's it, baby. Squeeze my fucking tits. Make me come all over that big fucking dick."
I pinched her nipple, twisting it just the way she liked, and she let out a scream that was half pleasure, half pain.
"Fuck, yes, baby," she hissed, her hips moving faster, her pussy tightening around my cock like a fucking vice. "You know how to play rough, don't you?"
I nodded, my fingers moving to her other breast, squeezing and twisting the nipple until she cried out again. Her breath was coming in short, sharp gasps now, her body trembling with the effort of holding back her orgasm. I could feel her pussy getting tighter, wetter, as she got closer to the edge.
"I'm close, baby," she panted, her eyes locked onto mine. "I'm so fucking close.
Make me come, Rob," Talia hissed, her body trembling with need. "Make me fucking come all over that big dick of yours."
Her words snapped something inside me, and I lost all control. I gripped her hips tighter, my fingers digging into her soft flesh as I began to thrust up into her with brutal force. Her pussy was so wet, so tight, that each time I slammed into her, I could feel her inner walls clenching around my cock like a fucking vice.
The sound of our flesh slapping together filled the room, a lewd symphony that amplified the raw, primal nature of our fucking.
Talia's eyes were wild, her lips parted as she panted, her body aflame with desire. I could feel her pussy clenching around my cock, the sensation so intense it bordered on painful.
"Fuck, Rob," she breathed, her hips moving faster, her pussy gripping my cock like a fucking vice. "You feel so fucking good.
I gripped her hips tighter, my fingers digging into her soft flesh as I thrust up into her with brutal force. Each time I slammed into her, I could feel her inner walls clenching around my cock, the sensation so intense it was almost unbearable.
I could feel her building, her body tensing up, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. I knew she was close, so fucking close, and I wanted to make sure she came with me.
"Fuck, Talia," I growled, my hips bucking up into her with every thrust. So fucking tight. I can feel your cunt squeezing my cock, baby. You're gonna come for me, aren't you? You're gonna come all over my cock while I fuck you hard."
She moaned, a low, guttural sound that sent shivers down my spine.
“Yes,” she hissed, her hips moving faster, her pussy gripping my cock like a velvet fist. “Yes, I’m gonna come for you, darling. I’m gonna fucking come all over that big cock of yours.”
I could feel it too, the tension building in her body, the heat radiating from her pussy. Her hands moved to my chest, her nails digging into my skin as she braced herself for the onslaught.
“Give it to me, Rob,” she panted, her voice a ragged whisper. “Fuck me harder.
Goddammit, Rob, fucking give it to me!” Talia screamed, her voice echoing through the room like a primal battle cry. Her pussy was on fire, her entire body trembling with the need for release. I felt her muscles contract around my cock, and that was all it took to push me over the edge.
“Fuck, Talia, I’m gonna come,” I groaned, my body taut and shaking with the effort to hold back. She opened her eyes, her gaze locking onto mine with an intensity that sent a shiver down my spine.
“Come with me, Rob. Fill my fucking cunt with your cum.
Fill me up until it’s dripping down my thighs.”
Her words sent me spiraling over the edge. I felt my cock throb, the pleasure so intense it was almost painful as I came hard, my cock pulsing inside her, filling her with every fucking drop. I groaned, my hips bucking up into her, my body convulsing as wave after wave of pleasure washed over me.
Talia let out a scream, her body convulsing as she came with me. Her pussy clenched around my cock like a fucking vice, milking me for every last drop.
I could feel her juices mixing with mine as she came, her body shaking and trembling with the force of her orgasm.
I collapsed back onto the bed, my body spent and covered in sweat. Talia followed me down, her body pressed against mine as she panted, her chest heaving with exertion.
"Fuck," she breathed, her voice ragged and raw. "That was...fuck."
I couldn't do anything but nod, my body still trembling with the aftershocks of my orgasm. Talia lifted herself off me, her body slick with sweat and our combined juices.
She turned around, her ass facing me, her pussy glistening with our cum. “Clean me up,” she commanded, her voice a low purr.
I propped myself up on my elbows, my heart still pounding from the intensity of our encounter. I moved towards her, my fingers tracing the curve of her ass. I leaned in, my tongue darting out to taste her.
Talia gasped, her body tensing as I licked a path from her pussy to her ass. I circled her hole with my tongue, feeling her tense up even more.
I'd never done anything like this before, but something primal inside me was urging me on. I wanted to taste all of her, to know every inch of her body. I pushed my tongue against her tight ring, feeling her buck and squirm.
"Fuck, Rob," she gasped, her hands fisting the sheets. Who knew you had it in you?"
Her words spurred me on, and I began to really work her ass with my tongue. I speared her hole, fucking her with my tongue like it was my cock.
Talia moaned, her body writhing against me. Her hands fisted my hair, pulling me closer as she ground her ass against my face. "Fuck, that feels so fucking good," she gasped, her voice laced with surprise and pleasure.
Encouraged, I pushed my tongue deeper into her ass, fucking her with long, slow strokes. Her moans filled the room, her body trembling with each thrust. I felt her muscles clench around my tongue, her body responding to the foreign invasion.
"You're a fucking natural at this," she panted, her hips moving in sync with my tongue.
"Who knew you had it in you, Rob?"
I pulled back, my tongue leaving a trail of spit from her ass to her pussy. I dipped my head lower, my tongue finding her clit and flicking it rapidly. Talia let out a high-pitched moan, her hips bucking against my face.
"Oh fuck, right there," she hissed, her fingers tightening in my hair. "Just like that, you little fucking tease."
I redoubled my efforts, my tongue working her clit like a fucking pro. Talia's moans filled the room, her body tensing as she got closer to the edge.
Her hands tightened in my hair, her hips moving faster, grinding against my face. I felt her pussy get wetter, her juices coating my tongue and chin as I licked and sucked her clit.
"Fuck, Rob," she gasped, her voice a ragged whimper. "You're gonna make me come again, aren't you? You're gonna make me come all over that fucking mouth of yours."
I couldn't respond, my mouth too busy working her clit. But I redoubled my efforts, my tongue flicking and circling her sensitive bud.
Talia’s breath came in ragged gasps, her body tensing as her climax approached. I could feel the heat radiating from her pussy, the way her thighs trembled with anticipation.
“Fuck, don’t stop, Rob,” she begged, her voice a ragged plea. “Keep fucking licking my clit. Make me come all over your face, you little fucking tease.”
I was relentless, my tongue working her clit with a ferocity that surprised even me.
I couldn't get enough of her taste, the way her juices coated my tongue and chin. I felt her body tense, her hips moving faster as I brought her closer to the edge.
Her words spurred me on, and I doubled down on my efforts. I sucked her clit into my mouth, my tongue flicking against it rapidly.
Talia’s moans turned into a strangled cry, her body convulsing as her orgasm hit her like a freight train. Her pussy flooded my mouth with her sweet, tangy juices, her taste filling my mouth as I continued to lick and suck her through her climax.
Talia’s body finally stilled, her breath coming in ragged gasps. A satisfied smirk curled her lips as she surveyed the mess I had made of her.
“You’re fucking filthy,” she rasped, her voice hoarse with satisfaction.
“Look at you, covered in my cum. It looks like you’ve been used hard, you dirty little slut.”
Her words sent a fresh wave of embarrassment washing over me, but I could feel my cock twitching at the sight of her. She was right; I was covered in her juices, my face, my chest, my cock. I looked like I had been used and abused, and the sight of it turned me on more than I could have imagined.
Talia sat up, her eyes raking over my body with a hunger that made my cock ache. “Get on your hands and knees,” she commanded, her voice a low growl.
I immediately complied, my body still trembling with the aftershocks of our previous encounter. Talia’s eyes raked over me, her gaze lingering on my hard cock, still glistening with our combined juices.
“You’re so fucking filthy,” she purred, her voice dripping with lust. “I love it.”
She reached into her nightstand, pulling out a bottle of lube and a condom. She tore open the packet with her teeth, her eyes never leaving mine as she rolled the condom down my cock with painstaking slowness.
Every inch that she revealed sent a jolt of pleasure through my body, my cock twitching with anticipation. Once it was on, she poured a generous amount of lube onto her fingers, her eyes locked onto mine as she rubbed them together to warm it up.
“You want this, don’t you?” she whispered, her voice a low, husky growl. She moved behind me, her warm breath on my neck sending shivers down my spine. Her fingers trailed down my spine, her touch light and teasing.
“You want me to fuck you, don’t you, darling?” she taunted, her fingers spreading the lube over my ass.