Page 63 of Secrets, Lies and Love

She swallows hard, not disguising her desire.

I start to masturbate slowly, and her eyes widen. Every reaction from Cecily makes me even crazier.

“No, I don’t,” she continues lying. “When this is over, I’ll move on.”

“Maybe I’ll chase you. I’ve never had the experience of being left before I’m finished, and that’s what you’re planning, isn’t it? Leave me wanting more, unsatisfied?”

“Yes, I will leave you unsatisfied. Needy and sighing for me as I walk around the house. Remembering what it was like to have me for just one day. You’ll see me but be unable to touch me. The end is non-negotiable.”

My blood boils at the challenge. “I’ll eat you up today, Cecily.”

She walks away smiling and runs into the water, diving. “I might eat you up too, Mr. Kostanidis,” the minx says after she surfaces. “I may spoil it for my successors.”

The words sound like some kind of prophecy, and somehow, I feel like I’m at a disadvantage in this negotiation.

Set a longer timeframe, a voice insists, but I silence it because I’m stubborn and have never had to fight for a woman’s attention, so I convince myself that this hunger will pass.

I’m going after her, but as I already noticed from the videos, she’s a good swimmer. However, I have a mission, which is not to waste a second of the time she gave me.

I hunt her in the water, and when I finally catch up to her, I don’t wait, picking her up and walking to one of the edges.

I sit her there and fit between her legs, spreading them wide.

I look at her sex without concealing it, and her breathing becomes heavy when she realizes what the focus of my attention is. “Are you looking . . . Are you . . .”

“Yes, looking at that beautiful pussy.”

I lower my head and kiss the inside of her thighs, running my tongue over the hard, wet flesh. I purposely stop moving, and Cecily can’t control her fidgeting, her hands coming to my hair.

“In a hurry?”

“No. Anxious,” she sighs.

“What are you looking forward to? What do you want?”

“You.”

“I’ll give you everything. There’s no doubt about it.”

“I want it all. Today, you belong to me, Dionysus. You are mine, as I am yours.”

The way she says it, shamelessly, surrendering herself to me, is my trigger.

I pull her to the edge, almost detaching her ass from the surface, and without giving her time to predict what I’m going to do, I part her labia and drop my mouth on her hard clitoris.

The first contact of my tongue with the bundle of nerves makes her tremble, trying to close her thighs. I keep them at bay and resume the attack.

It tastes like heaven: sweet and addictive.

Her arousal soaks my lips, and I need more, so I replace my mouth on her clit with my thumb because I need to be on her one way or another. I stick my tongue deep into her tight walls. I fuck her velvety canal, licking her, becoming more and more captivated by her taste.

She stiffens, the excitement causing her to pull my hair almost to the point of pain, and I look up at her, never stopping eating her out.

Cecily whimpers and, resting her hands on the edge of the pool, lifts her hips. She wants more, and I’m going to give her everything.

Avidly, I suck her nectar voraciously, lips and tongue devouring her, wanting to remember her taste. “Lie down and support yourself on your elbows.”

She obeys, and the position allows me to better see how much her sex shines, soaked in honey, her lips already a little swollen from my sucking.

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