top rope, and know he’d already won.
Take the win when you could get it. That’s what his old manager had always said. Every minute with Bianca was a win, even during that first night at Bisu Manor when he’d pushed every boundary she had. The memory of how she’d responded to his public display made his balls tighten.
“You thought I’d forgotten how much you like to put on a show,” he said.
“No more than you like giving one.” It came out full of sass and confidence, but she couldn’t hide how her pulse picked up.
“True.” He brought his face close to hers so they were cheek to cheek and pulled her back tighter against his front. “I love feeling you press against me when your knees get weak.” He slid his fingers back and forth through her slick folds. So soft and wet for him. “I get so fucking hard whenever I hear that soft mewling sound you make, when you’re so close you can’t hold back.” He rolled her hard nipple between two fingers, pulling the peak just enough to make her gasp with pleasure. “But it’s more than that. Do you know why I want to watch their faces as you come all over my fingers?”
She clenched around his fingers. “No.”
“Because they get to watch, but I get to have you.” Pre-cum wet the tip of his dick as he rocked against her plump ass. “You’re mine. Now. Always. Say it.”
“Ta—”
Releasing her nipple, he grabbed her chin and quickly turned her face to the side so he could capture her lips before she could give away his real name. He plunged his tongue inside her sweet mouth. Tasting her like that while he fingers were buried inside her and two dozen people looked on was a lethal bit of heaven.
Breaking the kiss, he fought to regain his focus. If he wasn’t careful, he’d lose himself in her wanton body and he couldn’t do that yet. He had to make her understand this wasn’t just fucking. It never had been between them.
“Kitten,” he said, putting a low warning into his tone as he took her nipple between his fingers. “That’s not the word I want to hear.”
Her nipple stiffened to a diamond point and he twisted it with just the kind of tender roughness she liked. Bianca exhaled a breathy moan that made his cock ache.
“Do you want to come?” he asked. “Tell me.”
She dropped her head back so it rested in the pocket of his shoulder, the long blonde hair of her wig spilling down his chest and teasing his nipple. “Yes.”
“Then say it.” He stilled the two fingers buried deep inside her warm pussy. “Say you’re mine.”
“I’m yours,” she said, her voice quiet and strained with need.
It was more plea than statement, and he had to have more.
Resuming the slow rub of his fingers against the bundle of nerves inside her entrance, he added a twist to his wrist that brought the heel of his hand in contact with her hard clit. Executing a series of slow, deliberate rotations, he increased the pressure until her thighs quaked against his. Her ass cheeks squeezed his cock, nestled between the globes. She was close to breaking apart in his arms, so fucking close.
“Say it louder.”
Only her sweet, unintelligible groans sounded as her hips undulated, urging him to take her where she wanted to go.
“Oh no, Kitten. You know that’s not how this is going to happen.” He released her breast that he’d been cupping and curled his arm around her narrow waist, holding her tight so she couldn’t rock herself to orgasm against his hand. “They need to hear you.”
She bit down on her bottom lip, tugging it between her teeth, as her body tightened. It was her tell.
He froze as she pulsed around his fingers. “I’ll take you there. You know I will. Always.”
He moved inside her again—not leisurely as before but harder, faster, more demanding. Again and again he plunged inside of her, making sure the heel of his hand rubbed against her swollen clit in quick rotations. The warm air in the cabana smelled of her sweet scent
Take the win when you could get it. That’s what his old manager had always said. Every minute with Bianca was a win, even during that first night at Bisu Manor when he’d pushed every boundary she had. The memory of how she’d responded to his public display made his balls tighten.
“You thought I’d forgotten how much you like to put on a show,” he said.
“No more than you like giving one.” It came out full of sass and confidence, but she couldn’t hide how her pulse picked up.
“True.” He brought his face close to hers so they were cheek to cheek and pulled her back tighter against his front. “I love feeling you press against me when your knees get weak.” He slid his fingers back and forth through her slick folds. So soft and wet for him. “I get so fucking hard whenever I hear that soft mewling sound you make, when you’re so close you can’t hold back.” He rolled her hard nipple between two fingers, pulling the peak just enough to make her gasp with pleasure. “But it’s more than that. Do you know why I want to watch their faces as you come all over my fingers?”
She clenched around his fingers. “No.”
“Because they get to watch, but I get to have you.” Pre-cum wet the tip of his dick as he rocked against her plump ass. “You’re mine. Now. Always. Say it.”
“Ta—”
Releasing her nipple, he grabbed her chin and quickly turned her face to the side so he could capture her lips before she could give away his real name. He plunged his tongue inside her sweet mouth. Tasting her like that while he fingers were buried inside her and two dozen people looked on was a lethal bit of heaven.
Breaking the kiss, he fought to regain his focus. If he wasn’t careful, he’d lose himself in her wanton body and he couldn’t do that yet. He had to make her understand this wasn’t just fucking. It never had been between them.
“Kitten,” he said, putting a low warning into his tone as he took her nipple between his fingers. “That’s not the word I want to hear.”
Her nipple stiffened to a diamond point and he twisted it with just the kind of tender roughness she liked. Bianca exhaled a breathy moan that made his cock ache.
“Do you want to come?” he asked. “Tell me.”
She dropped her head back so it rested in the pocket of his shoulder, the long blonde hair of her wig spilling down his chest and teasing his nipple. “Yes.”
“Then say it.” He stilled the two fingers buried deep inside her warm pussy. “Say you’re mine.”
“I’m yours,” she said, her voice quiet and strained with need.
It was more plea than statement, and he had to have more.
Resuming the slow rub of his fingers against the bundle of nerves inside her entrance, he added a twist to his wrist that brought the heel of his hand in contact with her hard clit. Executing a series of slow, deliberate rotations, he increased the pressure until her thighs quaked against his. Her ass cheeks squeezed his cock, nestled between the globes. She was close to breaking apart in his arms, so fucking close.
“Say it louder.”
Only her sweet, unintelligible groans sounded as her hips undulated, urging him to take her where she wanted to go.
“Oh no, Kitten. You know that’s not how this is going to happen.” He released her breast that he’d been cupping and curled his arm around her narrow waist, holding her tight so she couldn’t rock herself to orgasm against his hand. “They need to hear you.”
She bit down on her bottom lip, tugging it between her teeth, as her body tightened. It was her tell.
He froze as she pulsed around his fingers. “I’ll take you there. You know I will. Always.”
He moved inside her again—not leisurely as before but harder, faster, more demanding. Again and again he plunged inside of her, making sure the heel of his hand rubbed against her swollen clit in quick rotations. The warm air in the cabana smelled of her sweet scent
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