Talk dirty to me baby.
Sofia wanted something mutually beneficial. A good time. And Caspian was down for that. I'm so down for that.
Had she walked straight out of his dreams?
He had a feeling she'd grow to be his nightmare.
The sexy little minx didn't give him long to think about it. In the next second, she'd removed her bra, revealing creamy white skin and dark nipples. Hard nipples. Pointed nipples that'd feel so ridiculously good in his mouth. Right where they belonged.
Her dark hair just about tickled those hard peaks. He brushed it aside, envisioning those tresses wrapped around his fists as he fucked her deep throat.
"Like what you see?"
His voice came out deep and croaky. "Very fucking much."
"And you want to touch, don't you?" The tent in his trousers spoke a thousand words. "Yes, the demon likes what he sees."
She lifted her body, hovering over his clothed crotch just enough to pull that black thong down her legs. When she slipped it off completely, Caspian snatched it from her, stuffing it into the depths of his pocket.
"There's your keep safe. All that's left now is to sample the goods."
Holy fucking shit. Her pussy was absolutely dripping. Any doubt in his mind about Sofia's attraction to him was drowned beneath all that glistening wetness.
"Fuck."
He grabbed her by the hips, shoving her down on his cock. Holding her down so she could feel his hardness. So she understood every last drop of his desire.
And then her hips started to move, guiding her backwards and forwards on his lap, rocking her sex against his crotch.
Sofia was a sight he'd never get used to. A sight he wasn't really ready for. But a sight he'd never damn well forget. Not even if it killed him.
"You're a tease," He acknowledged, eyes on her bouncing breasts.
Her hips rolled more against him. "It's not teasing if I plan to pull through. I'll have your cock buried deep inside me before the end of the night, Caspian. That makes me a doer."
His cock liked the sound of that.
"If my cock's inside you, then that makes me the doer, bozo."
She opened her mouth to argue but he was already filling it. He tucked a folded wad of cash between her lips then grabbed her hips. When she spluttered, the money landed between them.
"You think you're funny."
He shrugged. I do. "I understand the custom is to tuck it into your panties but I've already snatched them. Thought it might have caught you off guard if I'd have tucked it in the other end."
"Mean, demon."
She crawled off his lap, giving him the best damn view of that rear end. It looked heavenly in the skirt earlier. It looked hellish without it.
"Where are you going?"
"My house tour isn't complete."
Her walk was the single most attractive thing he'd ever seen for a whole minute until his brain caught up to him.
"Sofia, wait."
"Too late demon." She did a twirl, teasing him with all the goods. His cock was a compass pointed in her direction, dutifully dragging him along. "The tour has already started."
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Sticks and Stones
ParanormalCould Caspian's luck get any worse? His mate was the stuff of dreams and nightmares. Sure, he'd never wanted a mate-but this was downright unfair. This woman was evil. And Caspian didn't do evil. No matter how alluring said evil was. In this world...
