Page 6 of Empire of Seduction
“Hmm, let’s see.” Opening her eyes, she took in the suite. “Holy shit. Is this the best room in the resort?”
It was, actually.
The penthouse suite wrapped around almost the entire top floor, overlooking the surrounding area. There were two living areas, a pantry, three bedrooms, four bathrooms, and a library. But I wasn’t focused on any of that at the moment. This woman had every bit of my attention.
“Right here, I think,” I said, cupping her breasts through the thin material. She wore no bra and her nipples had been driving me crazy ever since she sat down and bought me a drink. I pinched them and she moaned, her head dropping against the wall. “Take off your clothes.”
“Okay.” Her hands went behind her neck and she pulled on the bow keeping her top secure. I dragged my sweater over my head and toed off my dress shoes. When I was bare chested, she gave my torso a thorough examination. “Someone works out.”
My line of work demanded strength, endurance, a limitless reserve of energy when violence was needed. But I didn’t say any of that. I unbuckled my belt, then unzipped my trousers and took them off, along with my socks. I stood in just my black briefs.
“Wowza,” she said, her gaze traveling the length of my body, pausing on my crotch. “I’m not usually this lucky when I visit the casino.”
“Andiamo. Let’s go.” I gestured to her hands. “Your pussy needs to smother my face in the next five seconds.”
“Okay, bossy.” Maggie shoved her top to her hips, revealing a perfect pair of tits, then reached behind her to unzip the bottom half. I brushed her nipples with my knuckles as she worked the pants off past her ankles. Without her heels, she came up to my chin, which was still taller than most women.
I drew back to see her—Cristo. She wasn’t wearing panties.
Fuck me. This woman was a constant surprise. Her pubic hair was neatly trimmed to reveal her pussy lips and my mouth watered. I dropped my knees right there on the marble entry floor and put my face right up against her skin. The smell of her filled my head.Perfetto. My cock twitched, dying to join in, but I needed to taste her first. Lifting her leg over my shoulder, I swiped my tongue through her slit, letting all that delicious slick coat my tongue.
“Wow, you weren’t kidding.” She put a hand on the top of my head. “You really want to do this first.”
“First and last and during,” I murmured, then licked her again. “Dio, that’s good.”
I began working her clit with my tongue, learning what she liked, what made her gasp, what caused her fingers to tighten in my hair. The pressure, the speed, a little suction. Eating a woman’s pussy was like solving a puzzle, finding the right balance to make her come. And I had infinite patience for the task.
“Fingers,” she gasped, rocking her hips, begging me for more.
I slipped two fingers inside her, the walls of her cunt so hot and so tense, I nearly lost my rhythm. My cock was going to love being in there.
Maggie’s thighs began trembling. “Oh god, oh god. Yes, right there. Please.Don’t stop.”
I kept at it until she tightened all around me. Then her body convulsed, her pussy clutching my fingers, as her moans echoed. Power surged through my veins and my cock throbbed in time with my heartbeat, the skin stretched so tight it was painful.
When she came down, I eased off slightly and nuzzled her swollen clit, savoring the experience. “That was amazing,” she said, almost slurring her words. “I usually can’t come from this.”
I glanced up, surprised. “How do you normally come?”
“With a vibrator.”
I couldn’t tell if she was joking or not. “With a partner?”
“Yes.”
“And yet you didn’t need one with me.” I put my hands on her hips and pushed to my feet. “I made you come in about three minutes.”
“Calm down. No one likes a bragger.”
A bragger? We would see about that. I stepped in until our bodies were almost touching. “Where do you want to get fucked?”
She wrapped her arms around my shoulders and bit my earlobe. “Against the windows, Vito. Let everyone watch us.” Then she slid her hands down my chest and to my briefs, which she pushed off my hips. “Think of how jealous they’ll be.”
Fuck. I felt feverish, ready to crawl out of my skin. How did she know exactly what to say to twist me up?
Lifting her, I carried her to the huge windows. “You want to put on a show, bella?”
“God, yes. Hurry, Vito.”
