Page 105 of Steal My Heart
“That’s a good girl,” I coax her as she gets closer, easing up on the tension on my cock.
The steam rises around Remi’s naked body; she’s an absolute vision as she takes the first step into the water.
I meet her halfway, picking her up by the waist as she wraps her arms and legs around me. “Has my score improved?”
“I’m sorry?” Remi’s forehead bunches.
“‘Zero out of five. Would not recommend this date.’”
She giggles, and I decide it’s my favorite sound. “You’re at three of five stars. For the carnation, the dance, and the gift. I haven’t been fed yet, so that rating is subject to change.”
“Foolish of me. I should have fed the lady first.”
“Mmm,” she agrees. “Much more liberal with stars when I’m full,” she agrees.
“And what about when I make your eyes roll back in your head and your toes curl? Make that greedy little pussy of yours strangle my cock?”
“I shouldn’t have put out before a five-star date.” She attempts humor, but her pupils have blown out completely.
“You were mine the moment I laid eyes on you.” My lips claim hers in a kiss, demonstrating every single one of those words.
She moans against my lips, and I eagerly swallow the delicious sound. My tongue flicks against her lips, and she opens for me. Twirling mine around hers, it’s my turn to moan into her mouth; she wiggles her body and shifts down, causing the crown of my cock to hit her wet entrance.
Breaking the kiss on a groan, I run my teeth along the fluttering pulse of her neck. I move us to the side of the pool, placing her ass on the edge. She spreads her knees wide for me. “Such a good girl,” I praise, wrapping her legs around me as I nudge forward.
“Angelo.” She moans, her nails digging into my shoulders as I meet resistance. She’s tight. So fucking tight.
“You can take it all, Remi. I know you can,” I coax.
“This is me feeling not at ease in the water,” she whispers.
“Let me help you feel at ease,” I encourage her. “You’re safe with me. Relax, and let me make you feel good.” I hold onto her left hip as I nudge inside her with the slow roll of my hips. With my right palm, I begin rubbing her clit back and forth, and she begins opening for me.
Remi falls back to her elbows, and I thrust all the way home, our pelvises becoming flush. “That’s my good girl,” I grit.
Her eyes flutter closed, but I say, “Open your eyes. Watch me own this pussy.”
“You don’t own me, Angelo,” she argues weakly, all the while her pussy is spasming around my cock.
My head falls back on a moan. “This pussy disagrees.”
I begin moving my hips in earnest, thrusting hard as I play her swollen clit like a classically trained pianist.
Her little mewls only fuel my fire.
I fuck her like a man possessed.
“You are mine.” I emphasize each word with a hard thrust. “Say it.”
She screams, her head lolling to the side as her orgasm rips through her body.
“Fuck, Remi,” I cry, my balls drawing up as I thrust faster and faster. I cry out, emptying myself inside her. My hips thrust a few more times before I still, my heart thudding in my chest.
“I’m dead. You killed me in the water.” Her eyes are closed, and the biggest smile is on her face.
“Mmm.” Pulling out my cock, pride swells in my chest as I watch my cum drip down her lovely thighs. “Where are we at on the star rating?” I muse, rubbing circles with the sticky mess.
“Three and a half?”
