37. Chapter Thirty-Seven
Chapter Thirty-Seven
Ican almost hear my heart beating when he frees the last button of my shirt, exposing my black lace bra and I stop breathing altogether as his eyes rake over my naked skin.
“You have to breathe, Lisa.”
“We shouldn’t…” That’s all I manage as he parts the soft fabric, running his fingers down my breasts, and then looking up to meet my eyes.
“You’re right, Lisa. We shouldn’t. But we are.”
And then he unhooks my bra and bends over to suck on my left nipple, drawing the delicate flesh in his mouth and sucking until goosebumps rise on my skin and my need to feel him inside me again burns like a fire within me.
“You’ve been a naughty, greedy girl, haven’t you, baby?”
I stay utterly silent as his hands dispose of my skirt and when his hand slips inside my panties, I know no amount of lies can disguise the facts.
“You’re so fucking wet for me, Lisa. So fucking wet. I’m going to eat your needy little cunt, sweetie. I’m going to make you wish I never stop,” he whispers but I already do.
I watch as he shoves my legs apart, burying his face between my thighs and my hands go around his head as he puts his mouth on me eating me out with reckless abandon.
When he puts his hand under me, cupping my butt so he can get a better grip on me, I lift my head to watch him work, his thirst for me headier than any aphrodisiac.
“Such a greedy little pussy. You taste fucking unbelievable, baby.”
“Fuck, Nikos, yes. I’m going to come like this. Mmm...yessss.”
“You’re so fucking delicious, Lisa.”
“Finger me, now, Nikos, please. Put your fingers in me, fuck, yessss. Don’t stop that. Don’t stop. Keep going, keep going, yes. Just like that.”
“Come for me, baby, let me have it.”
“Oh, fuck, I’m coming, Nikos, yes!”
“I’d never let you fuck another man if you were mine, Lisa,” he breathes when he lifts his head from between my legs. “I’d never let another man touch you if you were mine.”
I look into his eyes, my next words coming out hoarse and weak. “Can you just kiss me? Please? Or fuck me already.”
“I can do that. On one condition.”
“What’s that?” I blurt, not caring what he asks of me at this point.
“You’re going to look at me while I make love to you, tonight. And you’re going to say my name when you come.”