Page 30 of Gentleman Wanted
“Evil but fucking beautiful.” Still, he didn’t move.
In any normal situation, I might have felt strange. Standing in an empty kitchen in nothing but my panties and his property vest. My nipples hardened in the cool air. But I didn’t feel embarrassed with Gent. He made me feel beautiful. The way his eyes darkened whenever I took my clothes off made me want him even more.
“Anyone would think you don’t like me naked?” I cocked my head to the side. “Should I put my clothes back on?”
He was there in an instant, clutching me to his chest. Growling into my ear, he lifted me easily onto the nearest countertop. “Don’t you fucking dare.” Ducking his head, his tongue lapped at my straining nipple. “Our friends will be here in half-hour. Do you think we have time?”
I didn’t answer him. He was talking like he wanted to stop, but his busy hands told a different story. Even as he sucked on my breasts, his teeth grazing, he was unbuckling his belt, his movements jerky as he freed himself.
“I think you best fuck me hard and fast, Gent.” A scream tore its way out of my throat as he pushed himself home.
“I think you best hold on then, baby.”
Wrapping my legs around his waist, I let my head fall back, so my hair swung down between my shoulder blades.
He fucked me hard, slamming into me with enough force that it bordered on painful. And it just made me want more. Using my heels, I hooked them into the curve of his ass, drawing him in more.
“Greedy girl.” His lips found mine, sucking my bottom lip into his mouth and sending fresh shock waves through me.
How was it fair that he was so good at this?
“My greedy girl.” He slammed his hips into me, his eyes rolling into the back of his head.
I could feel him throbbing inside of me, stretching me even further.
My orgasm crashed over me unexpectedly, so intense that the legs I had wrapped around his waist shook uncontrollably.
“Fuck, you feel good.”
I cried out as he slipped from between my legs. His hands firmly dragged me towards the edge, and bending at the waist, he suctioned his mouth over my clit.
“Let me taste my woman.”
Sucking and licking at me, my orgasm continued on and on until it was almost too much. My fingers yanked at his hair. I wanted him to stop, but at the same time, I wanted him to carry on.
Gent took the decision out of my hands. Capturing both my hands, he trapped them against the countertop. “I say when you can stop coming Gem. Me. Is that understood?”
Breathless, I nodded.
“Good girl.” One big hand came to cup my breast. His skilled tongue swirled over my clit in firm, sure strokes. “You like that, don’t you?” His voice was knowing. “How about this?” Without warning, he bit down. Drawing the tiny bud into his mouth.
Fireworks went off behind my closed lids. My cries were desperate and loud as I rode another orgasm. My hips lifted on their own, gyrating against his face. I came hard.
“That’s it, baby… just like….”
Gents words were cut off by the sound of a sharp rap on the window and loud male laughter. And it was only then that I saw them all, staring through the window.
The Black Aces were in my back garden staring in. And they had seen everything.
