Page 3 of My Sweet Addiction
I can’t believe my luck, and now I just have to remember my name is Sophia. Not Maci. I can’t slip up and let Luca know I lied, or it will ruin this entire night.
CHAPTER FIVE
LUCA
“Cupcake, I need you to come with me,” I half shout to make sure I’m heard over the surrounding crowd.
We walk through the ballroom in silence. I deftly steer Sophia through the crowds while keeping my hand on the small of her back. As we head deeper into the venue, and further away from the guests, my heart rate begins to speed up.
With the cutest dimpled smile on her face, she looks at me curiously. “Why do you call me that?”
“Because you smell like cupcakes, have them on your outfit, and are sweet as sugar.” Placing my lips right next to her ear, I whisper, “I bet when I taste you, you’ll also taste like sugar.”
Sophia blushes at my words, and shivers, but it’s not because it’s cold. I love it. The need to see that flushed look all the time is all I can think about as we walk together.
I’m trying so hard to be discreet and also battling with my feelings of guilt. The guilt isn’t because I’m going to spend the night with another woman. I feel zero loyalty toward my wife. The countless men she’s slept with and lack of any respect or discretion while doing it has ensured I have no fucks left to give. Besides, we’ve been separated for over a year now, and she’s had numerous relationships that she’s thrown in my face over that time.
The worry comes from Sophia meeting Tina. I don’t want that evil bitch scaring her off. For both our sakes, I pray that we don’t see my wife, especially after she’s been on my case all night. I’m not in the mood for her and her neuroses. Tonight is about the beauty in front of me, and the unexpected chemistry that is flying between us.
Finally, I pull her into an unoccupied office behind me, closing the door and turning the lock. We’re both in a lust-filled haze, and immediately begin pulling at our clothes until we stand before each other, naked. I move over and start trailing kisses over her lips and face.
“Baby, I’ve been wanting this since I first saw you. The touch of your fingertips set me on fire out there. Now I want the rest.”
Her back is up against the wall, and I deepen the kiss, then start touching her all over. Because of our height difference, which is at least a foot, she’s forced to tilt her head back to meet my heated gaze. Her lips fall open and, oh my, she places herself in my arms.
Sophia falls to the floor on her knees and grabs my cock. It’s hard as steel and she places her tiny hands around it, squeezing as her mouth comes to the end. Pre-cum is leaking from the tip, and she licks the liquid off as her eyes stay locked on mine.
“You are perfect. Now be a good girl and suck my cock like it’s your favorite candy.”
She takes my dick deeper and uses her hands to stroke the part that she can’t fit into her mouth. I grab the back of her head, pressing down and making her gag. “You are gorgeous with your mouth full of my cock, baby.” Worried this is going to be over before we get started, I pull her mouth off my still-hard dick and raise her up off the floor.
CHAPTER SIX
MACI
With little effort. I encourage Luca to move us to the sofa just behind us. He’s just placed me on the velvet seat when my inner hussy rears her head. “You want me, Luca? I’m here for you. Only you. Show me how much you want this with me.”
I run my fingers around my nipples before moving lower and lower. My knees automatically fall open and I place my palms at the juncture of my thighs, pulling them apart so Luca can see all of me. Taking the smattering of trimmed hair that hides my clit from view in my hand, I pull, hissing as the feeling—a heady mix of pleasure and pain—runs through my body, making my back arch.
“Ah fuck, Cupcake. While I could sit and watch you all day, I’m so fucking desperate to be inside you, but first I’m going to taste you. I want all your juices on my tongue, right now!” With that he pushes forward, taking my legs over his forearms and hurls himself face first into my waiting pussy. Running his tongue down my slit, he sucks firmly on my clit. I become so wet I just know my juices are coating his face. He proceeds to devour me like I’m the most scrumptious cupcake that he’s ever eaten.
Desperate to increase the friction, I arch my back, wantonly shoving my pussy into Luca’s face. One of my hands grips onto his silky hair, while the other grabs the back of his head, pushing him further into my juicy cunt.
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The power play between us is dynamite. One moment I’m in charge, the next he’s taking away everything, including my power of speech. Before either of us knows how we’ve gotten here, I’m standing, bent over the end of the sofa, ass in the air, and he’s teasing my clit with his cock. With a hard thrust he pushes inside of me, his size causing me to wince in discomfort. As he starts to move the pain quickly turns to pleasure, and I start to feel myself loosen up around his thick cock.
His hips rock to a rhythm as old as time, and, before too long, I find myself matching his pace. The next thing I know he’s pinching my nipple and thrusting inside me, hard. He was trying to hold himself back but has since lost control, fucking me harder while maintaining a punishing grip on my hips. His fingerprints will be on my skin for days, and I love the thought of it. My body absorbs every thrust and I push back, if only to get him to fuck me harder.
“Your pussy is so tight I could live inside of you,” he whispers across my ear, a brush of lips following.
“Don’t hold back. I need to feel it all. Fuck me harder, Luca.” My response is all he needs, and his hips move again, taking me with him, performing a dance that we know and understand, even though we’ve never danced it together before.
The tension building between us is exquisite. He reaches around and rubs my clit as he continues to thrust in and out of me. Our climax comes quickly and rather unexpectedly, leaving us both feeling satiated and breathless, but complete.
My bones feel like jelly and my eyes are heavy with exhaustion. Luca pulls me into his arms and lays us down, holding me tight as sleep takes me under.
When I open my eyes again, I have no idea what time it is; it feels like I’ve been sleeping for hours. Panic fills me as I realize I need to get back and help Misty clean up.
