“Take off your underwear, spread your legs wide open, and show me how dry you are.”
She blinked slowly but obliged, hooking her fingers into the band of her underwear as I watched her slide it down her smooth legs.
I removed my hand from her throat, took a step back, and folded my arms across my chest.
“You’re a sick fuck.” She glared at me, placing the lace thong next to her.
“Yet you’re still obliging.”
“Fuck you.”
“That’s what I intend to do,” I said. “Now spread yourself open for me. Go on.”
I could hear her soft panting as she hiked her dress up and slowly parted her thighs.
Even from this distance I could see her pussy glistening. “Do we perhaps have the same definition of the word dry?” I asked sarcastically.
Stepping closer before slipping a finger against her clit.
She hissed, trying to close her legs but I pried them apart. “I truly despise you.”
She scoffed, still fighting me. Even in this position.
“That’s rich coming from the woman who’s dripping all over my fingers.” I looked down at her. “Do you want this?”
I asked, slipping my finger close to the entrance of her pussy.
“Yes,” She choked, grabbing my wrist. “No.” Her clashing answers made me chuckle and I removed my finger from her clit, taking a step back.
“So which is it? Yes or no?”
AMALA
Yes.
I was on all fours, gazing at our reflections in the mirror.
Ares ran his palm along the length of my back, his caress making me shiver in anticipation.
He grabbed the back of my neck and head with both hands, pressing my face into the mattress. “Your tattoo is pretty.” He murmured.
I asked for this.
Demanded we skip the foreplay and now my stomach was in knots and I found myself in a compromising position.
Blood pounded in my ears, my body burning.
Perhaps it was the after effects of the alcohol, maybe it was lust or maybe it was everything combined into one.
Causing my skin to burn hotter than lava.
That’s when I felt it.
The tip of his length lingered at my entrance before he slowly pushed forward.
Tears welled in my eyes and I felt relieved at the fact that he couldn’t see my facial expression.
I didn’t tell him that I’d never done this before but the man was bound to figure it out in a few seconds.