Scarlet Springs (Ari Levinson) AU - 18+

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Ari

Margot looks prettier when she's on my face, compliments my cock perfectly as though she was the only one meant for it. And that confuses the fuck out of me, because for the last couple of weeks that's passed, the woman whose ass I'm meant to be handing over to her boyfriend has been impaled on me every night since my cock decided to take over mind and have her in a hotel room.  

The silence that had been between us as well as the distance had sent me mad. She'd not said a single fucking word to me since our dinner together and instead had left me hanging by telling me that it had been my wife's loss. 

Enough was enough. If I was going to prove to myself that I could have her and feel nothing then I needed to make my move and enjoy the fruits of my labour, reaping in the rewards that followed. 

What I didn't expect was for her to be exactly that. A reward that I now find myself savouring, because i don't wanna fucking share it with anyone. I don't wanna share her. Not her body, her words she exchanges with me, the looks, not even her location for the money she's apparently worth, because I want to have it all. 

What I thought  I would see as a form of 'payment' and fun for the trouble of finding and keeping her here, has turned into more than just meaningless sex. As a result she's more relaxed, a little more talkative. I need her to trust me, but now I wonder whether I need that more for me than the job. 

"Oh, fuck Ari!" She moans as she comes, coating my beard while my tongue laps every drop from her up. Two of her fingers still rubbing her clit until I remove them and suck them clean as well. My cock is leaking just from watching her confidently fuck my face, mouth forming a pretty 'o' shape as she lost herself against my mouth. 

She tastes better than any feast I've devoured in my lifetime, with the prettiest pussy I've had privilege to lay my eyes on. 

It's beginning to make me question more about the bounty that's out for her. She's running from the boyfriend, he wants her back with him. I know that much. The guy has money obviously but where I never cared for the finer details of a job before? I need to find out exactly what makes Margot so special. 

I lift her gently from me, her legs a little shaky as she comes down from her high and gets her breath back. With her body limp beside mine, I take this moment to take her in fully. She's fucking beautiful, and a little more confident in herself since she arrived here. I find I wake up looking forward to seeing her next to me  rather than thinking about just how much longer I wanna take advantage of the sex before I claim the money she's worth. 

Her cheeks are flushed and now she turns her head to me and gives a shy smile. "I...I've never done..." She's almost embarrassed to tell me that was the first time a guy has ever made her sit on their face. "I was loud...it's embarrassing". 

"Just shows I did something right". I reply smugly, secretly pleased that this woman can scream my name louder than any other girl I've had in my bed. That includes my ex wife. 

She laughs gently at this. "I gotta say that tongue? May just be my other favourite part of yours" 

"What's the other part?" I throw her a devilish look knowing full well what she's going to say.

She sucks her bottom lip for a moment, "I think you know". 

Within moments I'm on top of her, caging her in between me and the mattress. She stares back up at me with a challenging look, eager to see what I could do to her next. I run the tip of my cock over her slit, still soaked from her release. She jolts slightly as it rubs against her clit, before I tease up and down her once more. A sharp breath leaves her as her back arches toward me, wanting more. Outside the rumble of thunder is nearing from overhead - looks like Margot isn't going to be the only one wet tonight. 

"What do you want?" I ask her almost tauntingly. 

"You". She breaths, legs spreading wider for me to see her glistening and waiting for me. 

"Be more specific". I toy as she looks up at me. 

This woman has never once been asked what she wants. I can tell that now. I saw how her body stiffened slightly when I asked her once before. She's not used to being asked about what she wants from sex, and it makes me wonder whether she did all the bedroom work in her relationship. If that's the case then this boyfriend of hers sounds like a total tool. "I want you to fuck me from behind until I come screaming your name". Margot finally admits and with a skilled move, I flip her over, pulling her hips up as I get to my knees and then finally sink into her - her small cry sounding as she takes all of me, stretching out around my cock to accommodate me. 

"God I love how tight you are for me". I mutter, knowing I could just explode inside of her right now and be done with it - but where's the fun in that? 

She may be in my possession, but I plan on possessing every damn part of her that I can lay my hands (or my dick) on. Her back arches slightly as she pushes back against me to send me deeper. "You'd be the first to actually mean that". 

I stop mid thrust and frown. "Then whoever you had before me? Didn't appreciate the finer things". 

"He doesn't appreciate me" She admits and I know now I need to stop because this is getting serious. I've won when it comes to accomplishing getting her to trust me and open up - especially when she then admits what I already know. "He wants me dead". 

Finally. I'm about to find out the real Margot, knowing that I can't let it change my mind about the outcome of the job. 

Unfortunately, it's going to after I hear what she has to say.