Page 7 of The Bitter Rival

My heart rate is beating at the speed of light. I admit, I’m incredibly turned on, but extremely nervous. I’ve never been with a man like this. He’s so confident and self-assured. What’s more, this home looks like something you see in a movie or read about in a romance novel. Who is this guy?

“Uh, hm.”

Hearing a throat clear, breaking my trance, I instantly make contact with his deep blue eyes. They’re every bit as intoxicating as his scent, and his voice, and his-

“Do you need some help?”

Looking back to him, his lip curled in another smirk, I realize my mind is completely overwhelmed.Stay on track, Bella.I slowly start to lift my dress overhead, enjoying his heated gaze as I stand before him in my lacey black bra and panties. I remove my heels and reach back to unhook my bra. His right hand is rubbing the front of his pants as he devours my breasts with his eyes. Placing my thumbs in the sides of my panties, I slowly drag them down my legs and stand for him. I’m on edge. I hope he gives me some direction soon, as standing here in this way is unnerving.

“Beautiful,” his husky voice groans. “Get on the bed, right on the edge, on all fours. I want your ass in the air and your cheek on the bed for me,” he instructs, a little more gentle than his previous command.

I turn to comply, feeling as if my heart will beat straight through my chest. Allowing this man to control the evening’s festivities is both thrilling and threatening. Not knowing what to expect causes anxiousness and arousal in equal measure. I can only imagine what I look like, perched on the edge of his bed, fully exposed.

“Jesus, your pretty pink pussy is making me crazy,” he says in a throaty moan.Well, I guess that answers that question.Feeling him come closer behind me, I can’t help but peer over my shoulder in curiosity. He hasn’t removed one stitch of clothing. It’s hot as hell, really. Being naked before him while he remains fully clothed.Lord, what’s wrong with me?The only exposed skin present is his hands and forearms. I look about the room and wonder briefly if he’s some famous artist or musician to have hands like that. Immediately my thoughts are cut short as I feel his hot breath skate across my backside.Good lord.

My mouth drops open at the exquisite feel of his searing, wet tongue dragging from my clit to my opening in one rapid swipe.Holy hell.I’ve never had oral in this position before. There’s no time to compare my current position to those who’ve given me oral pleasure in the past. My attention is immediately drawn to the feel of his talented tongue back on my clit, rubbing back and forth before dragging back through my folds again. Try as I might, I cannot contain the groans of pleasure he’s eliciting. There’s no getting away with playing coy here. I’m intoxicated by the feel of his skilled fingers spreading my sex wide just before his tongue darts into me. He thrusts his hot, wet tongue back and forth, in and out of my quaking core. I’m lost in sensation until his finger lands on my clit and starts to rub as he fucks my opening with his tongue.

“Youre swollen little pussy is so sweet. I want to feel you come on my tongue for me,” he directs as if he’s speaking directly to my girl parts. He continues to lick, flick, and suck my overly aroused sex until I feel I’m close to the edge. But, as much as I love what he’s doing, I don’t want my orgasm to be on his face. I want to feel this man inside me.

“You’re holding back, good girl. I can feel it. You’re right there. Give it to me,” he barks out, his face buried in my most private area as if he’s starving for it. He unabashedly eats and sucks, causing my limbs to shake. He’s right. I’m right there. But, I’m not someone who has multiple orgasms. I’ll settle for one good one. I want to hold-

Thwack.

The sting on my backside registers before the realization he’s slapped my right ass cheek. Unexpectedly, I feel a tug on my clit with his fingers, his tongue pushing deeper into me, and I know I can’t hold back much longer. I might as well face it.

Thwack.

I don’t have time to consider the slap to the other cheek before my orgasm hits me like a sledgehammer. Crying out, overwhelmed by the force of this climax, I try to stay upright as this man still has his face buried in my pussy. This is a true act of agility on my part as my legs are wobbling beneath me.

I’ve barely come down from what’s just happened before I feel tender kisses along my backside and a wave of cool air float over my overheated skin. Knowing he’s retreated from me, I slump onto the bed, awash with post-orgasmic oxytocin. Turning to look over my shoulder, I meet the intense stare of the talented man behind me, an inquisitive expression on his face. Rolling over to better understand what he wants, I sit up on the edge of the bed.

“On your knees, good girl.”

Oh hell. Yes, please.I scamper to the floor in front of him, feeling overly aroused at the sight of him fully dressed before me. I’m dying to finally see all he’s kept covered. I don’t have to wait long before he shares his intent.

“Take it out.”

Reaching up for his zipper, I slowly slide the teeth down. The metallic clicks of the fastener adding to my eagerness. Unsure of how he envisions this going, I tread carefully. I want to make this as good for him as he’s already made this night for me. I slowly pull the waist of his pants down low enough I can reach into his snug black boxer briefs and withdraw the most incredible cock I’ve ever encountered. Completely enthralled by the long, steely hard erection, I examine it closely. It’s not just long but thick and veiny.No wonder I thought it was his damn arm behind me.

“If you lick your lips like that again while you’re holding my dick in your hands, I’m going to come all over your face,” he growls down in my direction.

Darting my tongue out to his tip, I tease the droplet of precum awaiting me before swirling my tongue around the broad mushroom-shaped head. I glide my tongue back and forth across the underside of his cock, feeling it jerk against my hand. Sliding my hand up and down the length, I trail my tongue along the veiny expanse. Not desiring to leave any part of him wanting, I continue to stroke firmly as I suck one of his large balls into my mouth and then turn to the other. I can feel his groan vibrate down the length of him, encouraging my continued lavishment. His hands come to rest upon my head, gently stroking my hair as I move back up to suck on his long, thick cock. Jeez, I’m so turned on I’m going to need to finger myself if he lasts much longer. I’ve never gotten this aroused giving someone a blow job before. If his dick is this magical in my mouth, what could it do to the rest of me?

Sebastian

Watching this little vixen go down on me is otherworldly. I can honestly say I’ve never gotten head like this before. From the minute she pulled my straining, rigid dick out of my pants, it was on. I’m starting to wonder if she’s forgotten I’m still attached up here.

The sensation of her slick, hot tongue along my cock and balls has me tied up in knots. I’ve been hard for her for what seems like hours, and this might push me over the edge if I’m not careful. But, I refuse to come in her mouth. I have to get inside her.

I begin unbuttoning my shirt as she continues to take me into the back of her throat. I’m telling myself this is to quickly move to the next step in our evening, but truthfully, I’m trying to gain her attention. Don’t get me wrong. I’m thankful for my DNA. However, I’ve never had anyone so focused on my boner they forget about the man joined to it. Hell, my dick might be impressive, but I’m no chump to look at—enough of this.

“Up on the bed, flat on your back,” I direct. My voice is a little gruffer than I intend yet, I’m feeling a little jealous of my own damn cock right now.

As I watch her steady herself on her feet and turn toward the bed, I begin removing my shoes and socks. I’m an asshole. I love feeling dominant over the women I meet and keeping clothed while they service me is a heady turn-on. I finish unbuttoning my shirt and watch her gaze as I remove it, placing it with my suit jacket. She’s back to licking her lips again. I can’t control the grin that’s taking over my lips. Striding to the nightstand, I grab a condom from the drawer before removing my pants and boxers in one smooth motion. Once I’ve placed the rubber onto my aching dick, I crawl onto the bed to loom over her.

“Fuck, you’re beautiful,” I share, honestly. And she is. There’s something so alluring about her. I’m not sure what makes her so different. I can’t put my finger on it. Distracted by the creamy soft mounds beckoning me, I place my face between them before turning my head to lick and suck from each peak. For a tiny woman, her tits are generous.

Reaching down, I lift her legs around my hips before teasing her folds gently. She’s gloriously wet for me. I hear little whimpers escape her as I drag the head of my dick back and forth across her clit and her pretty pink opening. Unable to take this torture any longer, I press inside carefully. I realize how big I am, compared to her tiny frame. I have no interest in causing her pain to gain my pleasure.

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