Page 46 of Wicked Tricks
My fingers wrapped into her hair, pulling her close to me and biting her neck as her nimble fingers worked at the buttons of my shirt. She pulled it down my shoulders and threw the wet fabric across the room. I reached for the bottom of her top, and she pulled it over her head, throwing that in the other direction.
“So,” she panted against my lips, “what exactly are you here to do Antoni?”
Rome smirked up at me, her lips plump and red from the friction of our kiss.
I chuckled against her mouth, “I’m going to make you mine.”
I pulled her to standing, pulling off her tight shorts and her underwear along with them before lifting her back onto the buffet table. She was concentrated, fiddling with the buckle of my belt as my hands trailed lightly down her stomach before finding her centre.
Shakily, she inhaled as my fingers circled, dipped, and played with her.
Though she never forgot her own mission of getting into my pants.
I helped her out, pulling my belt out from it’s loops with a swift motion before throwing it to the side with the rest of our clothes.
She watched me with careful eyes and leaned back against the wall as I dropped to my knees in front of her. I trailed kisses and nibbles up the inner part of her delicious thighs. Her breathing grew heavier and her eyes didn’t leave mine as I worked my way up, closer and closer to where she wanted me to be.
I took my time, teasing her gently, before I found her clit with my mouth. Her eyes rolled back as I wrapped my lips around her, my tongue working in circles as she relaxed against the wall and cupped at her breasts. I devoured her until her breathing turned into a desperate pant, but she tasted so sweet that I didn’t want to stop.
I watched her as she let go of all control beneath my tongue.
Her nails ran roughly through my hair and down the back of my neck, sending chills down my spine. Despite her attempts to pull free, I continued, clamping my hands around her legs and pulling her closer and closer to me.
With fistfuls of my hair, she manoeuvred her way out of my hold, violently yanking me away from between her thighs. She pulled me back up to standing, to press her lips against mine and undo the button of my pants.
She slipped her fingers into my underwear, and grabbed me. Shakily, I inhaled as she wrapped her hand around my cock with a satisfied smirk on her face.
I forced her down off the counter, turning her around and bending her over it instead, pushing her down with a thump. Holding her there, I trailed my fingers slowly down her spine, before reaching her plump ass.
With a smirk, I planted a light spank on her perfect left cheek.
She giggled quietly, so I did it again, much harder, which was met with a groan. I kicked my pants to the side, pulling down the top of my underwear and letting my cock spring free from it’s restraint.
I was so fucking uncomfortably hard, it felt like I had waited so long for this moment. I gritted my teeth as I rubbed myself between her thighs, sliding up and down. She pushed her ass back impatiently as I teased, and I forced her back down.
Leaning over her, I aimed right at her spot - waiting.
I waited for her to twitch again, and when she did, I pushed all the way inside of her.
She gasped, and slapped a hand over her mouth to muffle the moan that escaped her lips as I filled her completely.
I did it again, slowly pulling out, before landing fully inside her all over again. I picked up the pace, my hands gripping her waist, pulling her ass hard against my hips.
Gripping a hand around her throat, I pulled her up towards me, still thrusting into her from behind. I held her neck, squeezing gently as she moaned.
“See,” I said against her hair, “doing as you’re told isn’t that bad, is it?”
Rome looked back at me, her eyes dark and playful as she bit her bottom lip. With a smirk, she pushed me away and grabbed me by the hand, pulling me along to follow her. She walked on her tiptoes, trying to avoid the shards of glass scattered across the apartment floor.
She led me down the hall, opening one of the doors and locking it behind us once we were inside.
The bedroom was just as extravagant as the living room, the girls must be doing better for themselves than I had originally thought. The windows touched both the ceiling and the floor, and we had a view of the skyscrapers from the foot of her bed.
Rome stood by the door, watching me as I looked around the room. We were alone. I studied her bare body carefully, admiring the dips and curves of the woman I had been fantasising about since she teased me with her black lingerie on the first night at Lilith’s.
She was even better than I had imagined.
She smirked and I went to her, snatching her up and slamming her against the door.
