Heat brings relief
1315 Words
Barbie
"Oh, mmh ," escaped my lips. I quickly covered my mouth with my hand. So that's what it feels like to moan. It involuntary comes out.
His fingers were swiping the delicate swiper.
"You don't have to be afraid of enjoying my fingers sliding through your p.ussy." He whispered into my ear.
And he's a dirty talker as well.
I giggled.
" Don't say that."I said
" Say what?"
" The sentence you just said."
He chuckled.
" That you shouldn't be afraid of...."
" Yes, it's just so... raunchy." I cut in.
" You have a pretty p.ussy."
Oh my god! I plugged my ears with my hands.
He pressed both of my hands against my sides, away from my ears.
He drew his hand back and turned me around to face him, rubbing my back with the loofah.
My t.its were squashed against his rigid, tight muscles as he pressed me against his body.
There was no sign of fat on him.
His hands squeezed my buns, and I squeaked slightly at the unexpected sensation.
I laughed as he spanked my bum.
Boy, you're naughty naughty.
I looked up at him as he caressed my body.
I was dying to k.iss him.
What if he is an anti smooch? I postponed the thought to k.iss him.
I was clear of any soap, his briefs were soaked with water.
He glared at me,it's my turn to do the same.I slid his briefs over each leg.
It's not my first time to see a shaft so I didn't have a goo goo " oh my what is that" stare most goofy virg.ins have. His was medium long, thick and quite veiny.
He watched me as my shaky hands flew all over his chest, to his navel and tracing to his v shaped oblique on his pelvis.
His shaft was clean shaven, I stroked it with soap, the mushroom head twitched, I looked up at him. His amber eyes glared into my eyes. He had golden specks in his pupils.
" You really are a virgin." He chuckled.
" Why do you say that?"
"You doubt yourself too much, little do you know I am an inch away from pinning you against these glass walls. But I wouldn't want to stain the bathroom with blood .Let's go"
Huh?
He's a hardcore pounder!
We both got out of the shower, dried ourselves with the towel. Once again my anxiety peaked at what was next. My teeth began to clutter as my hands shook. You would think I was in Alaska. Oh, nay nay nay!
I was mortified.
He grabbed the drier and used it to dry my hair, after he was done he smirked.
" Do you drink?" He asked.
" Uh, yes. Red Wine."
I would have gladly said vodka, martini or whiskey, but I know how I get when I am drunk. Not a show I want to display to Mr hunk.
*******
He sat next to me on the couch, we wore bathrobes. I took another sip of the red wine. It was perfect, smooth to the throat, aged and just as fine as the man who served it.
" Is this your suite?" I asked.
" Yes." He answered. He had a whiskey, the ice danced around the glass as he gulped the golden drink blessed by the gods.
His eyes shifted to my chest, the mark must've appeared. I can't see it but he can.
" What crime granted you the outcast badge?"
I knew he would ask that.
" Murder," I replied, sipping my wine as though it was nothing.
" Do you often bring virgins and do this with them? "I asked before he could think of asking me anything to do with my banishment.
" Depends. "
" On?"
" If I have a connection with them. If I do I will take care of her as though she were mine."
Guess so many girls have been here.
" They aren't a lot Barbaria. You are the third. " He answered.
There's something about the way he calls my name. Articulating every letter clearly with sleek and agility.
The context behind my name is a tale for another day.
" You must be sick to have a st.ripper here." I replied.
Most men view us as nothing. We barely get any respect, I am glad Ozzy is there to check anyone that tries to disrespect me.
He eyed me from head to chest.
" I am just amazed at how a beautiful girl like you is still a virgin and yet you have a boyfriend. Is his d.ick small? "
I shook my head.
" No, Ozzy's d.ick is a good size. He and I were saving ourselves for marriage. We were banished and had to start a life. We saw a chance and ran with it." I replied.
He eyed me as if trying to scan any tint of lie lurking somewhere.
Seems he's a people's person. He takes his time to listen, as he studies you.
" What will you do with two million?" He asked.
That's a great question.
" We will buy a house, start our music label company we have always dreamt of and have a big wedding." I replied.
The thought of me walking down the aisle in a ball gown I had saved on my phone coated with silver rubies and a diamond encrusted tiara made my spirits high. As Ozzy smiles at me when I walk down the aisle.
" It's more of a we, " He moved closer, " What about you. What would you do with two million?"
Another interesting question I hadn't thought through.
" I would buy a house, open up a recording company and invest."
I struggled to formulate words. I have never done anything without Ozzy.
" Don't you think money will affect your relationship?"
I chuckled.
"No, Ozzy and I love each other to the core. Money won't break the bond we have for each other." I answered happily. I had already taken two glasses of wine and they were making me a little tipsy.
He brushed a strand of my hair behind my ear.
" Barbaria, money changes people. Don't trust so easily. People can change in a snap, not limited to Ozzy. " He replied.
I know Ozzy, he wouldn't change, he's been good to me for the longest time.We have been through so much together, money is nothing compared to what he and I have withstood. It's Ozzy and I against the world.
He's grilling me, time for me to grill him.
" Does your wife support what you do? "
He grinned at me.
" I am not married, just a bachelor living his life. I don't have anyone to answer to." He replied.
So lucky, a rich bachelor.
" How did you know my name? " I asked.
" Background check. " He answered. As I suspected.
He got closer.
" Why do you want both of my holes? "
" Because, I want to be the first man who explored you deeper than any man could reach.To fill your precious little mind with memories of me."
" You couldn't take it instantly before? " I asked.
" Barbaria, s**x isn't about getting what you want and leave like it's a sh.itty toilet. It's more on exploring your body, feeling every inch of you get turned on. To enjoy the taste of your p*****.. To see you come and not fake any moans to please me. The female body is ravishing, with care and experience. It can bow down to you and let you dominate it. A man can easily climax but not a woman. It's fair if the woman gets to enjoy it as well, to come over and over again. " He elaborated it quite well.
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