Page 7 of Empire of Seduction

“The glass might be cold.”

“I don’t care.”

I put her back against the windows and covered her mouth with mine. If she was cold, I couldn’t tell. She kissed me back every bit as forcefully, her lips just as eager, her tongue just as rough. She rubbed her core along my length, seeking. I grabbed my shaft and lined up, ready to drive inside.

When the heat penetrated my tip, I realized what was happening. I froze. What the fuck was wrong with me? “Merda! I forgot a condom.”

“Oh. Shit. I forgot, too. Do you have any?”

“Hold on.”

How could I have been so careless, so reckless? It hadn’t happened before. Dragging a hand through my hair, I strode into my bedroom, then in the adjoining bath. I only had threecondoms with me, and I planned to use up all of them tonight with Maggie. I rolled the latex on as I walked back to the main room and found her resting against the glass, her fingers boldly strumming between her legs as she watched me.

I nearly stumbled. Madre di dio, that was sexy.

“Keep going,” I said as I approached. “Turn around and let them watch you.”

She hesitated, her lower lip disappearing between her teeth. “Wouldn’tyourather watch me?”

“I plan to watch in the reflection as I fuck you from behind.” I motioned with my hand. “Turn, bella. Stick out your ass.”

Slowly, she turned to face the glass, bracing herself with one palm while the other hand continued to work her clit. I took in her long legs and tight ass, the curve of her lower back, and I was on her in a flash. Grabbing her hip, I put the head of my cock at her entrance and paused. “Ready?”

“God, yes.”

I slipped in, the snug tissues gripping my cock like a fist. So hot, so tight. I muttered some curse words and rocked my hips, dying to bury myself to the hilt. Maggie helped by tilting her pelvis and pushing back to help me get all the way inside, and soon our bodies were joined. I smoothed a palm down the ridges of her spine, feeling her soft skin, while I struggled to keep myself from coming right there.

“Cazzo, bella. You feel so fucking good.”

“So big,” she murmured. “God, your dick. I can’t . . . You have to start moving.”

I eased out a fraction then slid back in. Maggie whimpered and so I did it again. I wanted to give us both time to adjust, but she wasn’t having it. Putting both hands on the glass, she looked over her shoulder at me. “Come on. Fuck me hard, Vito. I want to feel it tomorrow.”

I lost my ability to think at that point, like my brain blacked out, and I became a machine, my hips working as my cock pounded into her again and again. The glass reflected her gorgeous face—her expression slack with pleasure, her eyelids fluttering—and I couldn’t look away. She tossed her hair and let out these seductive moans that drove me crazy.

Sensation washed over me, the pleasure tightening inside my groin, and her body jolted with each punch of my hips. Sweat rolled down my temples but I didn’t stop. I couldn’t. My balls slapped against her, the air turning humid around us, and I could still smell her pussy on my face. I didn’t know how much longer I could last. “Your clit,” I managed through clenched teeth. “Make yourself come.Now.”

She rested her forearm on the glass and moved her free hand between her legs. The result was almost instant. Her walls clamped down on my dick and she threw her head back. “Oh, god. Yes . . . shit!”

It was too much for me. The rush started in my toes, raced along my thighs, my balls, then out the head of my dick. I shouted to the ceiling, my hips stuttering, as the orgasm ripped through me, come pulsing into the latex, on and on until I could barely stand.

When it was finally done, I sagged against her back. I couldn’t remember the last time I came this hard. Cristo santo, I was still trembling, for fuck’s sake. I groaned as I slowly pulled out, holding onto the condom. Her pussy was swollen and wet, and I wished I could’ve seen my come dribbling out of it.

“Holy shit.” Panting, she turned around and slumped against the window. “That was unreal.”

There were tissues on a nearby table, so I forced my legs to carry me over to deal with the condom. Once I was cleaned up, I dropped into an armchair, closed my eyes, and tried to catch my breath.

“Mind if I grab water?” she asked.

I waved my hand absently. “Help yourself.”

I heard her walk to the mini-bar and open it. The door closed. “Ooo, candy. May I?”

How could she think of food right now? “Of course.” When I peeled my eyes open, she was approaching me with a bottle of water. “Grazie,” I said, taking it from her hand and unscrewing the cap.

She slipped a few round colored pieces of candy in her mouth. “Well, thanks for this. I had fun. I’m just going to use the bathroom then head out.”

My mouthful of water almost went down the wrong pipe. I swallowed and frowned at her. “You’re not leaving yet.”

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