“Okay,” I answer and he gives me that cocky smile that curls my toes.
Lifting me, he hoists me over his shoulder, carrying me caveman style so he can squeeze my ass.
“I want this ass, Lilly,” he says landing a heavy hand across my cheeks. The jolt makes me wet instantly.
We walk up the stairs and instead of going left to the room Rosie and I have been staying for the last three days we go right and the it’s clear the room we walk into is the master bedroom. It’s also clear it’s his.
It’s massive and decorated in dark mahogany furniture. A king sized bed sits in the center. What would make me question whether or not it’s his is the bookcase unit across with an assortment of books on computers and artificial intelligence. There are a number of books on Advance calculus and technological books that look like they should be in a library.
My mouth actually falls open and I realize Christian Giordano is a man of mystery and wonder. That’s all I get to see because he marches me inside the Ensuite bathroom that looks exactly like walking into a health spa. There’s a walk in shower that also has a seated area at the end with a wall unit of soaps and other toiletries. What I love though is the bath set in the center. It’s one of those old fashion baths that stands on little golden legs.
The man walks straight over to the shower and sets me down fully clothed.
I lean against the wall and watch him pull his shirt from the waistband of his pants.
The sexual hunger in his bright brown eyes stirs to life need in the pit of my belly. He backs off his shirt, shrugs out of his pants and boxers kicking everything to the side revealing all his glory. His cock is fully erect and straining toward me.
Christian steps in the shower and plants his hands either side of me.
“We’re in for a long night, hope you had enough rest today,” he says leaning close.
“I rested.”
“Good girl. Now the order of the evening is this. You. Me. Fucking. Are you ready?”
I answer him with a kiss. I have control for a few seconds, but he steals it back from me by nibbling on the edge of my bottom lip. He tugs and I feel the wildness pulling from deep within.
Christian chuckles and the rumble vibrates against my hands pressed up against his hard chest.
He pulls on my little top and takes it off, my shorts come off next. When he gets to my panties he stops and cups my sex, rubbing over the cotton which is already wet with my arousal. A wide smile lifts the corners of his sensual lips when he realizes I’m wet and ready for him.
“You’re so perfect Lilly, always ready for me to fuck you. Always knowing I’m the master and owner of this pussy.”
His words make me wetter. He pulls down my panties, takes off my bra then turns on the shower head so it sprinkles over us.
I smile when he takes a step back and looks me over.
“What are you doing?”
“Checking you out baby. Committing your perfect, fine body to memory.”
He runs his fingers over the tight peaks of my nipples and bends his head down to taste me.
“I haven’t sucked these juicy titties all week.”
Convulsive waves grip me when his hot mouth covers over my left nipple and he starts a savage suckle. Sucking hard and nibbling on the tips. He moves from one breast to the other and I hold on to him to keep a firm grip so I don’t fall over.
I moan and press against the granite walls of the shower when he starts to feast on me. his mouth on my nipples is mind blowing. But like always, this man has proven to know exactly what I want and what my body needs. When he pushes two fingers into my pussy and starts finger fucking me hard I come. I come so hard I cry out. The sound fills the room and he continues his feasting and the assault of my pussy with his fingers until I’m there again.
Moments later I come again, coming undone in his arms.
He pulls his fingers out of me and licks off my juices. Before he can reach for me again I beat him to it and run my fingers over his cock.
The pleasure filled look on his face elates me. There’s a triumph in knowing I can give a man like him pleasure like I am now.
He grows harder in my hands and harder as I rub up and down his length. It feel different to when I first did this for him. He feels different to me. Like he’s mine. He feels like he could actually be mine. As I touch him I allow the indulgence to filter into my mind.
He feels so hard and I can see he’s straining for releases from the bead of precum that’s leaked out of the fat head.
“Oh God… fucking hell Lilly, you are so perfect. That feels so fucking good,” he groans.
“I want to suck your cock,” I say, anxious to taste him.
“You can suck my cock anytime you want, Angel.” he answers and the dimples come out when he winks at me.
I get to my knees, kneeling before him and smile up at him as I lick the cum from the head and swallow it.
“Fuck yeah,” he groans.
I grip the base of his length, lower my head, and take his cock right into my mouth. I moan at the feel of his length and thickness and swirl my tongue over the tight skin of his shaft.
He tastes amazing and I want to take full advantage of what I can give him, and the fact that right now in these moments when we’re like this, it’s all about him and me. Nothing else matters.
When I start sucking and bobbing my head up and down he thrusts into my mouth, fucking my face.
Desperate to give him the same pleasure he always gives me I take him deeper and deeper into my mouth until I’m deep throating him. I watch his face, loving his reaction. The expression on his face turns from pleasure to a fight to keep control.
“Baby, I need you now. Don’t rob me of finishing inside you,” he groans and reaches for me.
I stand and he turns me to face the wall. I press my hands against the surface while he grabs my hips and slams into me, skipping past easing in.
He just holds me and starts to fuck, driving in deep, hard, sure. Owning my body recklessly and ruthlessly.
I gasp and groan, holding on to the wall as he takes me. An orgasm as ruthless as him claws through my body and sets my soul on fire. This is the third time that I’ve come and he’s still hard inside me fucking me mindless. Senseless.
His fingers flutter over the tight rosette of my asshole and I still, glancing back at him. The wicked smile on his face matches the wild feeling that surges through me when he pushes one finger into my ass while he’s driving into me. It feels amazing.
“Lilly, fuck, please let me fuck you here. You’re so tight and fucking perfect.”
I can’t say no, not when his fingers feel so good. How would his cock feel? I’ve never done that before. it’s something I’ll have to remember as doing with him.
“Fuck me,” I moan and he pulls out of my pussy.
He uses my juices to coat the passage of my ass, rubbing over the rosette. Then the fat head of his cock pushes through. He’s gentle, but I can tell he’s trying not to let loose and hurt me.
In he goes and deeper. My mouth falls open and a white wall of heat rushed over my skin. It’s a strange feeling but the blast of pleasure reminds me of the pleasure I felt when he first tied me up.
Holy fuck. I gasp, unable to keep myself together when he pushes deeper. Buried to the hilt he moves inside me.
The two of us cry out from the maddening pleasure. He starts to fuck me and it feels amazing. He feels amazing.