The Temptress

Chapter 12

"Are you sure?"

"A 100 percent"

He shrugged his jacket off while getting up from the couch. He began unbuttoning his cuffs as he took slow predatory steps towards me. I would be lying if I said that did not do something to me.

We were now toe to toe, nose to nose.

"Are you sure mia tentatrice?"

"Make me your bitch." I replied.

That was all he needed. He gripped me by my neck and dragged me closer to him. He ran his tongue across my lips, a gasp left my mouth with this action. He took the opportunity and inserted his tongue between my parted lips, he with drew it then inserted. I felt him take a step back from me. My body followed him in protest.

"Stop." My body complied.

"Strip."

"But I am in the kitchen." I protested.

"I am well aware of that Ms McKinley. You asked for me to fuck you which I am gladly doing. You never told me a location to fuck you. Now, strip."

The dominance in his voice had all parts of my body clenching. I dropped the bath robe that I was in. I am happy that I had nothing on under it.

"Come."

I walked up to him. He held by my neck, pushed my body against the kitchen wall, raised my arms above my head and gripped them with one of his hand while moving his next hand back to my throat.

He tongue fucked my mouth while kissing me. He then moved his attention to my breasts. His tongue traced around my nipples before he closed his lips around them then gently sucked. The suction on my nipple moved from gentle to harder, the hand that was gripping my throat moved to my other nipple. He rolled that nipple between his fingers while devouring my other breast. I could not recognize the noises I was making. My pussy was dripping and running down my thighs at this point. He moved his lips to my nipple that he was previously fondling, he lavished this nipple with the same attention as the other.

His lips moved from my nipple and down my stomach, he licked and nibbled his way down. He was no longer holding my hands so I was able to grip his shoulders for support. He flicked his oh so skilled tongue within my navel. I threw my head back with a strangled moaned, the sensation was unreal. At this point he was kneeling on the floor in front of me.

"What are you-" I tried to say when I felt him hoisting my legs over each shoulder. His nose and mouth were now at the same level as my pussy.

"Be quiet." He said so I went quiet.

He stood with me! My eyes went so wide! This man had both my legs over his shoulders. His hand supporting my lower back while the upper part rested on the wall and his face buried in my pussy. If I raised my hands I would be able to touch the ceiling almost.

His tongue started to flick back and forth over my clit, I couldn't squirm due to fear of falling. I had to stay still and feel everything. He flicked his tongue between my folds then dipped it inside of me. He repeated the action over and over, I no longer cared about the height. I gripped his head and grind my pussy in his face. The more I grind the faster he repeated the action.

"Fuck Rashid I am cumming. Please please don't..."

He lifted me from his shoulders before I was able to complete the sentence and slid me down his body effortlessly.

"I am the one giving the orders Ms McKinley. Lean over the counter."

"What?"

"Lean. Over. The. Counter."

I complied.

I heard rustling and tried to get up to see what he was doing.

"Don't move."

He positioned himself behind me. I heard the ripping of a condom, a bit more rustling then the tip of his cock breached my entranced. I moaned his name. He pushed all the way in slowly, then pulled out just as slow. His pace increased with every stroke that he did and every moan that I made. I was a moaning babbling mess.

I am not sure how or when we moved from the counter to the couch in the living room but I was bent over in the couch with him still stroking in and out of my pussy. It seems something about couches activate my inner hoe. I pushed him out of me and in a sitting position then sat on his dick. I rode him till he started biting my neck to hide his moan. We scratched bit and fucked our way to our orgasms.

We fell asleep naked on the couch shortly afterwards wrapped up in each others arms and our bliss. A part of me wanted to feel bad for fucking a man that was engaged but I couldn't, at least not right now. Tomorrow maybe.

Meanwhile outside parked across from Lleana and Mel's apartment building a car was parked that had watched the arrival of the man in an expensive suit and car that has yet to leave the building. The car stayed there for an extra hour to see how long the man stayed but after an hour they drove off deciding that, that was enough information to provide to their employer for the night. They did not care what was going to be done with the information or why they were assigned such a menial tasks such as trailing the man, they just cared about being paid and they were being paid quite a good sum.

"Let's go." the man in the back said.

"Okay boss." the driver replied and they drove off.