Élite | Imagines

Polo | Discreet Eyes

A/N: This imagine contains explicit sexual content.

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You met his eyes for only a few seconds but it was enough to smirk and wink at him as you turned on your heels and left the room, your hips swaying as you walked towards the backyard. Once you stepped outside the mansion and walked further, the click of your heels was the only sound until another pair of footsteps joined yours. You knew he was coming, you felt his discreet eyes on you all night that was why you were there in the first place. But you kept on walking. When you reached the further end, two steady hands grabbed your waist and spun you the spot. Before you could protest his lips were on yours, greedy and impatient.

"Polo," you pulled apart, "what if someone sees us?"

"No one goes through that door," he replied and attached his lips on your neck.

He was so sure of himself that it made you believe him. Maybe it was true, that was, in fact, his home. But then, somewhere in that party, there was his girlfriend.

"What about Carla?" You whined when his palm cupped your crotch.

"Mmhh, no panties tonight," he grinned, "Don't you worry about her."

You have been fooling around with Polo for about two weeks now. It was your little secret and even though sometimes you felt bad for the marchioness, you thought she deserved it. And you certainly didn't mind the sex and the attention. Let's not forget that the whole situation sparked up your life and you loved the adrenalin rush that was currently flowing through your body. You hissed as Polo pushed one finger inside you, his lips never leaving your neck. He added another finger and began thrusting fast and hard leaving you breathless. Your knees weakened and you gripped his shoulders to steady yourself. A few minutes after you were a moaning mess and Polo added pressure to your clit with his thumb. He kissed you to stifle your screams when you orgasmed.

"I love it when you get loud, but tonight, querida, we have to be quieter," he brought his fingers, which were trickling in your juices, to your lips. You opened your mouth and stuck out your tongue. He put the fingers in your mouth and you swirled your tongue around them, licking them clean. He smirked harder and you could see the lust in his eyes, "Good girl."

Then you grabbed the back of his neck and kissed him, tongues battling for dominance. One of his hands fisted your hair while the other squeezed your booty. You struggled to undo the belt on his pants then dropped on your knees with his pants and bringing down his boxers too. Pre-cum was already leaking from his hard dick. You gripped it and throated as much as you could. He grunted and rolled his head back. As you started to move your head, Polo picked up your hair in a very messy ponytail and he syncronized his thrust with your rhythm. With every grunt, you knew he was closer to his orgasm and you tried your best to give him the best blowjob ever. You sucked every sip as he came. As you rose to your feet, the still shaking boy was enough confirmation of your perfectly done job.

"Y/N..." he was out of breath, "best... ever..."

He pulled you in a heated kiss, which you gladly accepted. Your eyes lingered on each other as he got dressed and you straightened your dress, but you didn't notice that in one room directly across you, another pair of eyes were discreetly watching you and a certain blonde was enjoying herself.

***

 "Are you sure no one's home?" You asked between kisses.

"Of course, but we don't have much time," he got rid of his shirt, "But I never minded a quickie."

Polo pushed you on the bed and in a swift move pulled down both your shorts and panties, leaving you naked under his scrutinizing eyes. He was quick to remove his trousers, put a condom on his member and climb over you. He positioned himself at your entrance and grinned at you when he realized you were holding your breath, ready for the impact of his prompt thrust. Instead, he filled you slowly but as deep as he could go. You exhaled, visibly relaxed, and pulled his face down to kiss him. He let you adjust to his size then started thrusting, setting a face pace. When he suddenly pulled away, you whined.

"On all fours."

He ordered and you executed. You turned on your belly and stuck out your booty, arching your back so your breasts and face were pressed into the bed. Polo didn't waste time and penetrated you, the position allowing him to hit your g spot. You cried out loud as he hit it again and again. And by the way his fingers were digging in your buttocks, you believed it was good for him too. You were pretty sure you were going to have bruises but you didn't mind. Your walls clenched around his throbbing dick.

"Hold on, querida. On the count of three," he said as he pushed harder and deeper.

"One," you shut your eyes, fisting the sheets and barely hearing him.

"Two," you bit your lip so hard it drew blood.

"Three," you came together screaming each other's names.

Polo dropped his body over yours, his member still inside you. It took you a few minutes to catch your breath and recover from the incredible orgasm you only now had. You hissed when he pulled out of you, your pussy was still too vulnerable after it was just ravaged.

As you laid in bed catching your breath, you didn't notice the ever-present pair of discreet eyes on you, enjoying the show you always put on.