VALENTINO| 18+

Chapter 12-Lighting McQueen

MATURE SCENES AHEAD! 18+

*Arabella*

Valentino wasted no time trying to lift my skirt up, key work try. He grew frustrated with a crease between his eyebrows forming. Eventually, he just broke the zipper altogether throwing the broken skirt to the side in our nice, neat, little pile of clothes. I kicked my heels off, staring back up at him with a desperate longing in my eyes. It's been too long waiting, I need him.

"How do you want it?" Valentino questioned, pausing for just a moment.

"Hard." was the only word I could get in before he went right back to work, sliding my underwear down to my ankles.

He genuinely chuckled at the sight of my dripping core, begging for his attention. My button up shirt was now hanging freely, a few buttons rolling on the floor.

I started whining before he came close to my ear and said, "Don't be a brat. Good girls wait, and if you cum before I tell you to, well...you don't wanna know."

Holy fucking shit. I could've fainted at his words but my body wouldn't let me even if I wanted to, I felt everything very much eager and awake. Valentino licked his lips and looked like he was appreciating his next meal before he ate it. A hunter watching his prey. A cold breeze filled the room turning my nipples hard, and making my back arch slightly upwards. Valentino licked a long stripe from the end of my stomach to the middle of my boobs. Valentino and his fucking eye contact, he leaned to the left and took one of my breasts into his mouth, the warmth of his long tongue making me moan out loud. He started gently circling my untouched nipple with the pad of his fingers until it stood up erect. He smiled switching to the other side giving the other one just as much attention. He swirled his tongue over and over making me squeeze my eyes shut. He stopped fully now making me open my eyes and frown.

"Keep your eyes open or I stop." very simple...in retrospect, not simple in person.

     I almost wanted to roll my eyes but I was scared of what would happen if I did that. Valentino didn't just stop there, the backs of his fingers tickling my soft skin as he gave the sides of my waist a firm squeeze. He dug the pads of his fingers into my flesh, and what usually would have sent me hissing in pain usually, had me groaning lightly into a crime boss's ears. I had to be very quiet because although my office was the only one on this floor, maintenance is walking up and down the halls. 

       All that mattered to me were Valentino's slow movements as he slid his hands down my thighs backing away from my chest. I'm not sure if my desk was low enough or if Valentino was tall enough but either way, his hands were at the perfect angle. His touch simply disappearing made me feel cold and I shuddered, still wrapping my mind around this. His gentle touch on my thigh brought back a familiar feel while he moved up and down over and over, staring into me. Each time his gentle touch was brought back up he got closer to where I needed him most. 

       I got wetter, thinking he was going to touch me, just for him to continue to tease me. I waited patiently and patiently but was finally rewarded. Valentino hooked his arms under my thighs and scooted me across my desk, closer to his face. He took his middle and index finger and parted my cores lips, dragging his finger deeper down, stopping and repeating his actions. This sent waves of pleasure, leaving me wetter by the second. He took his finger and eased it in down to his first knuckle and then pulled it out, shocking me. He did it a second time but added more fingers this time. He let them disappear down to his second knuckle, this time slowly pulling his fingers out and taking all my juices with them, letting them drip down, the mess under me reminding me of what he was doing. His fingers were sleek and shiny and when he pulled them up to his face...licking them, I moaned. He groaned with satisfaction and continued his tortuous acts.

*Valentino's POV*

     Fuck she tastes good, sweet. God, I could eat pussy all day, it should be a sport. Her sweet juices only gave me more motivation to have her cumming all over my face. The thoughts made me harder, and although I need to get my problem out of the way, she needs her pleasure first. I eased my fingers in and out of her slowly, bringing all of her sweet...sweet, juices up to her clit. Over and over again. Covering her clit in her own juice, an all-natural smoothie that I could slurp all day. She's moaning a little too loud, I might have to cover those pretty little lips of hers with my hands. She said she wants it hard, how hard? That's never been a challenge. 

      I bent down and hovered my tongue over her enlarged clit, laying it down flat, licking a long stripe upwards. I started to move slowly, in a clockwise motion. one-thousand and one, one thousand and two, one thousand and three, that's how long it took me to make a full circle on her clit. I wanted to fuck with her a little, making her wait. I moved my fingers just a little faster allowing a series of faint moans to escape her lips. I licked my way upwards and found my way to my favorite place on a woman's body. I bobbed my head side to side, up and down. Not stopping to take a breath, fuck she tastes so good. Her parted legs made it easy for her to reach her hands over and find their way over to my hair. 

     My little rat's nest, but here she was grabbing onto my hairs waves like her life depended on it. "Oh god", and "please" were the things that made my dick twitch ever so slightly as soon as I heard them. She's not as innocent as I thought she was, huh. In every "good girl" there's a slut, you just have to know what to do to bring it out. I pressed on her sensitive spot, making her moan loudly, her face twisting into ones of pleasure. Her face goes back to its relaxed state, just to be hit with more shockwaves of pleasure making her moan again. 

    She was a mess, her back arched to the sky, and her hair curly locks of hair were stuck in place on her face thanks to that sheer layer of sweat making her skin glisten under the light. Moans one right after the other, what a sight for sore eyes like mine. She was going to come. I was just about to turn my magic little switch off when she let out that sweet sultry groan from the dirty little voice in the back of her head fantasized about. Within a second her body jerked upwards, her eyes shut tight, and her toes curled together and then she collapsed right on her desk. I internally sighed, I told her not to cum. Now I have to see how many times I can make her cum...how many letters are in her name? 1...2...3, 8! Damn, unlucky her.

A/N: It took me forever to write this but I'm actually proud of the final result. Hope you guys enjoy it, as usual, thanks for reading if you've made it this far. This was some smutty smut smut. There's more tho so...carry along. Oh and for those who skip the smut, skip the next chapter too.

After our little moment, I needed a minute to catch my breath. I'm out of shape and a happy member of the crippling asthma community.
"Damn that was amazing" I breathed out, no interruptions is good for us. Valentino smiled genuinely and it spread to me like the flu. Why did he need dimples? And those pearly white teeth? And that full beard of his, and those green eyes...? What is wrong with me oh my god! I love how unproductive this has become though, it's cute.