CHAPTER SIXTEEN #2
His eyebrows shot up. “I wouldn’t have thought that from the way you blew my mind the other night.”
I didn’t know what to say to that. I didn’t want to go into details about my previous sex life any more than I wanted to hear about his. “It’s true,” I said, lamely.
“Well, I’ll take good care of you. You don’t need to be nervous.”
The music kept playing, but he stopped dancing after dipping me like you see in the movies.
I stared up at him, our eyes locked together.
As he held me in his arms and looked at me with eyes filled with desire and something else I wasn’t completely sure of, I tried not to think about how perfect and romantic this was.
No one had ever treated me like this before.
Like I was special, precious. I mean, hell, Carmen had just spent hours preparing me not to fall for him.
Yet, I felt a little piece of my heart slip away and fly off.
And I was afraid it was his for the taking.
He pulled me up against him and then led me to the sofa. “Stand here, angel,” he said as he took a seat. He leaned back and stared at me. “I just want to look at you for a minute.” His eyes traveled the length of me before he spoke again. “Now take off your clothes.”
Carmen had told me that auction winners and their Cinnamon Girl always got down to business right after the auction.
She said it made things easier and got rid of nerves, that kind of thing.
I was thankful that he’d danced with me first. It made things easier somehow.
It made me feel like he was a real person and saw me as a real person, too.
That we weren’t just two people that would be using each other over the next several months.
I unzipped my dress, let it fall to the floor around me in a puddle of satin and velvet, and stood there waiting for more instructions.
He leaned forward, his eyes flaring as he took me in. I was wearing a red lace push-up bra and matching thong. I still had my stilettos on, too, and he seemed to like what he saw. He swallowed hard, and his eyes moved back up my body until they met mine.
“You are stunning. I…” he cleared his throat. “I can’t believe you’re mine.”
I couldn’t either. I let him look his fill to the point that it felt like I’d been standing there for an hour while he just stared.
I shivered, and his eyes shot to mine. “Ah, fuck, sorry. Are you cold?”
“A little,” I said. I wasn’t about to admit that I was a little turned on with how much he wanted me. I hoped I could live up to what he wanted me to be.
“Nadine, I heard a rumor,” he leaned back on the couch, “that you knew you gave such good head you wanted to offer it to the pageant judges as your talent. Is that true, angel?”
I laughed. “You’ve been talking to those Salazar brothers, haven’t you?”
He nodded.
“They’re something else.”
He narrowed those blue-gray eyes at me. “You know that this is an exclusive arrangement on your side, correct? You’ll fuck no one but me, Nadine. Starting now.”
“Y… yes.” Why was he pissed? This was a different side of him. He had seemed like such a jovial, laid-back kind of guy. But he didn’t right now. And I didn’t miss the fact that he was also pointing out that it wasn’t exclusive for him.
“Good. I don’t like the way Leo Salazar looks at you. You stay the fuck away from him.”
I liked the way Leo Salazar looked at me just fine, but I decided not to say that. I just nodded.
He took a deep breath. “Sorry. That’s enough of that.” His eyes skimmed over me again. “Why don’t you come on over here?” I thought he wanted me to sit by him. I thought we might make out or something.
But he spread his legs. “Why don’t you show me that talent of yours?”
“Sure,” I said. I was nervous, but I remembered Carmen’s lectures. I knew I had to make this man feel better than he ever had before. I tried to swallow around the sudden lump in my throat.
He cocked an eyebrow. “Yeah? Come get on your knees, pretty girl, and show me.”
I settled myself between his legs, unzipped his pants, and pulled his very hard, enormous cock out of his pants.
He was so much bigger than Mark. As I stroked him, I wondered about the logistics of fitting him inside me.
I eyed his dick as I squeezed it hard. It would be a tight fit, for sure.
He gasped and leaned his head back against the couch. “Fuck, that’s good, angel.”
I needed to focus on sucking him off. I licked him from root to tip along the thick vein that ran the length of his underside. Then I concentrated on the underside of his head, licking it roughly.
His hips moved a bit, and he breathed heavily. I circled his head with my tongue, sucking a bit, and licking over his slit.
“You ready, honey?” he asked as I took him in my mouth. “Show me how good you suck cock.”
Damn. The mayor had a dirty mouth on him.
I sucked his head into my mouth, rolling my tongue around it while I held eye contact with him.
“You look so pretty with my dick in your mouth, Nadine.”
His dirty talk was turning me on. I felt myself getting wet, and I hadn’t even really started in on him yet.
I clasped him at his base and gave him a couple of hard pulls. He gasped and stared at me, his eyes going dark with need.
I kept my eyes on him as I continued to suckle his head, playing with it with my tongue. I was teasing him a little before I took him deep. I suckled and licked until he started thrusting into my mouth.
I smiled and pulled back. “You like that?”
“So fucking much.” His voice was raspy, rough.
“Good.” Then I went to town on him. I took him deep and sucked him hard on the way back up, hollowing out my cheeks. I took his balls in one hand and played with them.
“Fuck, Nadine.” He was sweating a little, and he leaned his head back on the couch. He gave himself over to me. I moved up and down his shaft, taking him a little deeper each time. And on my way up I sucked as hard as I could.
“Oh… Oh my God,” he moaned. He watched me as I moved faster and faster, playing with his balls as they drew up tighter and tighter. I knew he was close, so I backed off a little. I slowed down but still sucked hard.
Reynolds was gasping and thrusting, trying to make me move faster again. I went slow for a while, enjoying the sound of his heavy breathing as I got him worked up again.
I waited until he was close again, then I started moving very fast. I took him hard and deep, swallowing a little as his head hit the back of my throat.
“Too good,” he groaned. “What are you doing to me?” He started to buck under me, and I was afraid he was about to shove his dick down my throat. I released my grip on his dick, then sucked him hard once more.
He yelled as he spurted down the back of my throat. He came so much, and so long, I didn’t think I could swallow it all. But I did. All while he watched me.
When he’d finished, he slumped back on the couch, exhausted. “That was… I don’t think I have the words for how good that was, angel.”
I smiled. “I’m glad.” I didn’t know what else to say, and I was feeling a little awkward kneeling in front of him now that it was over.
He stared at me, as if he could not look away.
“Well, that’s the best goddamn blowjob I’ve ever gotten.
I think you deserve a trophy or something, because I’ve had more than my fair share of them over the years.
” He ran both hands through his hair and messed it up.
It stood out in places, and I wanted to giggle.
I got the feeling that he rarely looked unkempt.
“Come here, honey.” He tucked himself back into his pants and motioned for me to come to him. He laid back on the couch, flat on his back with his head a few inches away from the arm.
I stood up and walked to him, unsure of what he wanted from me.
“Straddle my face,” he said, his eyes locked on mine. I was dripping wet from how turned on I got when I was getting him off.
“Are you sure?”
“Sit the fuck down, angel.”
So, I did.
“Grab the arm of the sofa.” It was a narrow arm, wooden, and intricately carved. I stared at it as I wrapped my hands around it. His hands came up to the back of my thighs and positioned me where he wanted me. I knew what he was going to do.
The only person ever to do this to me was Mark. But he wasn’t good at it, and didn’t do it often. That had been fine with me, but I wondered what it would be like with Reynolds…
“Oh.” I tightened my grip on the arm of the couch, or sofa as he called it, as his tongue licked me firmly, slowly from my opening to my clit. Then he circled it in slow, smooth licks. It felt fucking amazing.
“Oh my God,” I moaned.
“That’s right, angel. Now I’m about to eat this pretty pussy good. You ready?”
“Uh-huh.”
He circled my clit with his tongue while he grasped the backs of my thighs hard. I was already about to come since I’d gotten so overheated when I sucked him off. It wasn’t going to take much more.
And the way he ate me out? My God. It was like nothing Mark had even come close to doing.
“Jesus,” I cried out and rocked my hips against his face. He grabbed just below my ass and held me still as he sucked my clit into his mouth, nipping it a bit with his teeth.
I screamed out as it felt like my whole body went electric. I moved against his face, his tongue working me until I came down from the high of my orgasm. Then he lifted me up as if I weighed nothing at all, his firm hands on my waist. He moved me down his body until I straddled his hips.
He unzipped his pants, pulled his cock out, and pulled a condom out of his pants.
He rolled the condom on his already hard dick. “Ready to come again?”
“God, yes,” I gasped out, not even close to having recovered from the way he’d eaten me out so expertly.
“That’s my girl,” he grinned. Then he grabbed my hips and lowered me onto his dick. I was so wet that, despite his thick girth, he could pump his hips, easing into me until he was all the way inside.
I threw my head back and moaned.
“Yeah,” he said as he thrust up into me, hard. “How do you like things, Nadine? Do you like it gentle or rough, angel?”
“Both,” I gasped out as I rolled my hips and took him as he pounded up into me.
“We’re going to get along just fine then. Hold on.” He grabbed me by the waist again. This time he turned me over until I faced the other way. “Get on all fours. I’m going to fuck you hard.”
Why did that turn me on so much?
I did as he asked. He grabbed me by the waist, settled between my legs, and lined himself up with my opening. Then he did fuck me hard.
He slammed into me harder than I’d ever taken it before. “Oh!” I cried out in both pleasure and pain. He was so big it was hard to take him.
“That’s right. Take all of me.” He grabbed me even tighter and started fucking me fast and hard, like a piston.
Somehow, his dick hit that spot inside me I thought was mythical. The G-spot that people said existed. Well, now I knew it did. I squirmed as the pressure built up inside me again.
“You’re such a good fucking girl, Nadine. Your pussy takes me so good,” he breathed as he continued fucking me.
I moaned at his words, getting even wetter as he continued to grip my hips and thrust into me.
“Goddamn, Nadine. I’m going to want you ten times a day. I hope you’re ready for me.”
I cried out as the orgasm blindsided me.
I knew it was building, but it exploded suddenly.
It hit so hard that my legs went limp, and I started to fall over.
He grabbed me and jerked me up, my back to his front as he kept the rhythm going.
He held my tits, flicking the tight nipples as he pounded into me.
“Fuck. Fuck, Nadine! Your pussy is trying to strangle me.”
All I could do was moan while he played with my tits, slammed into me a few more times, and came with a wild yell.
Then we fell back in a sweaty heap on the sofa, him holding me in his arms.
We lay like that for a while. He played with my hair and rubbed circles on my back. It was… nice.
“Nadine, we’re going to have so much fun together. You’re worth every goddamn penny.”
I tried to smile. I hoped he wasn’t going to remind me constantly that he was paying me for sex. It kind of took any romance out of the equation.
He sat up with me. “Now, get up and get dressed.”
He smacked my ass as I walked away from him.
“I’m going to want you to suck me off again on the way to your condo.”
My eyes widened as I peeked at him over my shoulder. He had some serious stamina. If Mark had come once, he’d been done for the night.
He grinned and winked at me as if he’d read my mind.
“I could go ten rounds a day, angel. I’m not joking.”