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time I take it because my knees are a little weak from that mind blowing orgasm I’m still coming down from. Jeremy steps in behind me, he skews his hands onto my stomach, and gently he runs them down towards my hips. Pulling me back into him, my head collapses onto his shoulder. God he feels good. God I want more.
“I’ve licked you and loved every second; when we go inside I want to fuck you. I’m going to handcuff you to my bed, I’m going to spread those beautiful legs of yours wide open and I’m going to fuck you hard. When you beg me to stop, I’ll keep fucking you and when I’ve had enough, we’re going to have a shower where you’ll get down on your knees and fuck me with your mouth.”
The tingling hasn’t had a moment to rest, it starts coursing through my veins ready and waiting for my next release. Yes please , Senator.
“Tonight you’ll do what I want. Tonight your mine and everything I want, you’re going to do. But I’m giving you the chance to walk away. I’m going to let go of you, Frankie and I’m going to go inside. If you want this as much as I want you, go upstairs, third room on the left, strip down and lay on the bed. I want your legs open and I want you ready for me. I want that pretty pink pussy of yours glistening from the moment I walk in. If you’re not there by the time I get to my room, I’ll let you go, Darling,” he stops for a second. “But I fucking hope you come to me.” Jeremy steps away and doesn’t look back, I steady myself against the limo.
Can I relinquish my power to him? Even if it’s for one night, is it possible to put Frankie DeLuca aside?
For a night of no holds explosive and raw sex?
Hell yeah.
Chapter 11
By the time my legs stop jellifying and turn back into the human anatomy, I think I’ve been out here for a good ten minutes. I walk up to the huge wooden front door and push it open; there’re stairs in front of me that lead up to the room of pleasure. The lights are off but the huge windows let in the shine of the moon just enough for me to take in my surroundings and safely climb the steps. I go to the third room on left and push open the door. There’s a small night light on the bedside table, the bed’s large with a slatted wooden headboard, forest green sheets, a chair near the window and two doors opposite. I assume one for a bathroom and one for a walk in closet. The room’s spacious, dark and cool. Very cool, matter of fact it’s freezing in here. My skin breaks out in goose bumps from head to toe. I take my dress off and my shoes. My panties are somewhere in the limo and it was impossible to wear a bra with this dress. The Hollywood tape’s now gone, rolled into a ball and shoved in my clutch. I lie on the bed and open my legs, waiting for Jeremy to take control for the night.
I wait.
And wait.
I hear Jeremy on the other side of the door. He clears his throat and I adjust in anticipation of him entering the room and seeing me spread wide, ready to accept him. My heart skips a beat and I bite down on my lip with excitement, I can feel my slit growing wetter as I imagine him opening the door.
But he doesn’t, he leaves because I hear his shoes meet the floor boards outside the room, the sound grows smaller and smaller until he’s gone.
The room temperature changes or maybe it’s me, but the cold air shifts into a comfortable warmth while I’m still spread out on the bed and am patiently waiting.
And waiting.
I’m not sure how long I’m lying here, I hear the floor boards creak on the other side of the door. A small trickle runs towards my arse, the expectation is sending me crazy. The door handle turns and Jeremy silently steps into the room. He’s dressed in just a pair of black sleep pants, his chest naked showing me the fine tattoo and his nipple piercing. I just want to lick him.
“You look gorgeous waiting for me,” He stands at the end of the bed, his eyes travel up and down my body, taking me in. Jeremy
“I’ve licked you and loved every second; when we go inside I want to fuck you. I’m going to handcuff you to my bed, I’m going to spread those beautiful legs of yours wide open and I’m going to fuck you hard. When you beg me to stop, I’ll keep fucking you and when I’ve had enough, we’re going to have a shower where you’ll get down on your knees and fuck me with your mouth.”
The tingling hasn’t had a moment to rest, it starts coursing through my veins ready and waiting for my next release. Yes please , Senator.
“Tonight you’ll do what I want. Tonight your mine and everything I want, you’re going to do. But I’m giving you the chance to walk away. I’m going to let go of you, Frankie and I’m going to go inside. If you want this as much as I want you, go upstairs, third room on the left, strip down and lay on the bed. I want your legs open and I want you ready for me. I want that pretty pink pussy of yours glistening from the moment I walk in. If you’re not there by the time I get to my room, I’ll let you go, Darling,” he stops for a second. “But I fucking hope you come to me.” Jeremy steps away and doesn’t look back, I steady myself against the limo.
Can I relinquish my power to him? Even if it’s for one night, is it possible to put Frankie DeLuca aside?
For a night of no holds explosive and raw sex?
Hell yeah.
Chapter 11
By the time my legs stop jellifying and turn back into the human anatomy, I think I’ve been out here for a good ten minutes. I walk up to the huge wooden front door and push it open; there’re stairs in front of me that lead up to the room of pleasure. The lights are off but the huge windows let in the shine of the moon just enough for me to take in my surroundings and safely climb the steps. I go to the third room on left and push open the door. There’s a small night light on the bedside table, the bed’s large with a slatted wooden headboard, forest green sheets, a chair near the window and two doors opposite. I assume one for a bathroom and one for a walk in closet. The room’s spacious, dark and cool. Very cool, matter of fact it’s freezing in here. My skin breaks out in goose bumps from head to toe. I take my dress off and my shoes. My panties are somewhere in the limo and it was impossible to wear a bra with this dress. The Hollywood tape’s now gone, rolled into a ball and shoved in my clutch. I lie on the bed and open my legs, waiting for Jeremy to take control for the night.
I wait.
And wait.
I hear Jeremy on the other side of the door. He clears his throat and I adjust in anticipation of him entering the room and seeing me spread wide, ready to accept him. My heart skips a beat and I bite down on my lip with excitement, I can feel my slit growing wetter as I imagine him opening the door.
But he doesn’t, he leaves because I hear his shoes meet the floor boards outside the room, the sound grows smaller and smaller until he’s gone.
The room temperature changes or maybe it’s me, but the cold air shifts into a comfortable warmth while I’m still spread out on the bed and am patiently waiting.
And waiting.
I’m not sure how long I’m lying here, I hear the floor boards creak on the other side of the door. A small trickle runs towards my arse, the expectation is sending me crazy. The door handle turns and Jeremy silently steps into the room. He’s dressed in just a pair of black sleep pants, his chest naked showing me the fine tattoo and his nipple piercing. I just want to lick him.
“You look gorgeous waiting for me,” He stands at the end of the bed, his eyes travel up and down my body, taking me in. Jeremy
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