Excerpt
I open the door and let her walk in first. Entering my main room, the surrounding city lights are enough to see the shape of my furniture profiled against the tall windows. I leave my lights off but turn to her quickly.
She surprises me by sidestepping at the last second, walking farther into the room. I take off my coat and unbutton my shirt, yanking it free from my jeans. She’s turned around to watch me, hands on her hips. Her tiny frame topped with her mass of hair is only a dark shape against the windows. Her face is completely masked in shadow. “Take off your coat, Red.”
She moves slowly to shrug out of her jacket. Her shirt and jeans are tightly formed to her bony shape. I watch her take her top off over her head and can see that she wasn’t wearing a bra. She turns a little to toss her shirt onto a chair. It’s a deliberately seductive motion. Putting her hands on her hips, slowing as she turns back to me, the light behind her shows off her erect nipples and perky tits for a moment longer.
Her head nods towards me. “Tit for tat, Trust.”
I grin and remove my shirt and jeans, letting them drop with my underwear to the floor. I know my body is easier to view in this light. I know she can almost fully see the muscles of my chest and stomach, the hard ridges on my arms and shoulders, the strength of my thighs. And my big cock, of course. I’m not fully hard, but I’m getting there.
She doesn’t wait for my command but does an unhurried job of undoing and lowering her jeans. Turning again to the side, she puts her ass in the air, upper body bending down the full length of her straight legs. Her small tits and hard nipples hang down, begging to be pinched and pulled. She pops her head up quickly, keeping her back arched and tits out. With a fake, helpless voice, “Looks like I’ll need some help getting my shoes off this time.”
I close the distance between us and put my hand out for her to hold, but she shakes her head, her voice huskier, “On your knees, Trust.”
I laugh. “Red, that was a one-time thing.” She starts to shake her head again, but I put my hand between her tits and shove her hard backwards. She doesn’t let out a sound as she drops onto the sofa. I grab both shoes and toss them, then yank off her jeans in one tug. She’s laughing again, sprawled out for me—legs spread, arms wide. She has no shame. She knows she’s beautiful.
I smile seeing her pussy waxed clean. Her lips are on full display. Her tight round cheeks are off the edge of the sofa. I lower to my knees, and she places her legs over my shoulders, smiling at me. “Knew I’d get you on your knees.” I slap her thigh, not too hard, more playful but with a nice smack to it. She yelps teasingly and tilts her hips up towards my face.
“Ask nicely.” I grip her thighs, liking how her muscles fight against the strength of my hands.
“Please!” She bites her lower lip, keeping it cinched under her white teeth, watching me and flaunting her pussy with a small pumping motion. I can feel her thighs tense more against me; her stomach is flat and muscled. “Pretty please!”
I slowly lower my face to her right thigh, kissing and licking my way towards her pussy. Her skin is silky and sweet tasting. Her hands reach for the sides of my head, but I lift my face. “No. Hands off.” She pouts and smiles at the same time, dramatically raising hands over head to grasp the top of the sofa. I continue my kisses up and over the top of her smooth skin. I smile when she tries to grind against my mouth as I head back down her left thigh.
“Tease!” It’s a fake whine, but it’s filled with lust.
“You weren’t specific, Red. You’ll have to ask nicely to get exactly what you want.” I flash a wicked grin, keeping my lips pressed to her leg, nibbling her thigh slightly. I have to laugh at the frustrated narrowing of her eyes though.
She surprises me by sidestepping at the last second, walking farther into the room. I take off my coat and unbutton my shirt, yanking it free from my jeans. She’s turned around to watch me, hands on her hips. Her tiny frame topped with her mass of hair is only a dark shape against the windows. Her face is completely masked in shadow. “Take off your coat, Red.”
She moves slowly to shrug out of her jacket. Her shirt and jeans are tightly formed to her bony shape. I watch her take her top off over her head and can see that she wasn’t wearing a bra. She turns a little to toss her shirt onto a chair. It’s a deliberately seductive motion. Putting her hands on her hips, slowing as she turns back to me, the light behind her shows off her erect nipples and perky tits for a moment longer.
Her head nods towards me. “Tit for tat, Trust.”
I grin and remove my shirt and jeans, letting them drop with my underwear to the floor. I know my body is easier to view in this light. I know she can almost fully see the muscles of my chest and stomach, the hard ridges on my arms and shoulders, the strength of my thighs. And my big cock, of course. I’m not fully hard, but I’m getting there.
She doesn’t wait for my command but does an unhurried job of undoing and lowering her jeans. Turning again to the side, she puts her ass in the air, upper body bending down the full length of her straight legs. Her small tits and hard nipples hang down, begging to be pinched and pulled. She pops her head up quickly, keeping her back arched and tits out. With a fake, helpless voice, “Looks like I’ll need some help getting my shoes off this time.”
I close the distance between us and put my hand out for her to hold, but she shakes her head, her voice huskier, “On your knees, Trust.”
I laugh. “Red, that was a one-time thing.” She starts to shake her head again, but I put my hand between her tits and shove her hard backwards. She doesn’t let out a sound as she drops onto the sofa. I grab both shoes and toss them, then yank off her jeans in one tug. She’s laughing again, sprawled out for me—legs spread, arms wide. She has no shame. She knows she’s beautiful.
I smile seeing her pussy waxed clean. Her lips are on full display. Her tight round cheeks are off the edge of the sofa. I lower to my knees, and she places her legs over my shoulders, smiling at me. “Knew I’d get you on your knees.” I slap her thigh, not too hard, more playful but with a nice smack to it. She yelps teasingly and tilts her hips up towards my face.
“Ask nicely.” I grip her thighs, liking how her muscles fight against the strength of my hands.
“Please!” She bites her lower lip, keeping it cinched under her white teeth, watching me and flaunting her pussy with a small pumping motion. I can feel her thighs tense more against me; her stomach is flat and muscled. “Pretty please!”
I slowly lower my face to her right thigh, kissing and licking my way towards her pussy. Her skin is silky and sweet tasting. Her hands reach for the sides of my head, but I lift my face. “No. Hands off.” She pouts and smiles at the same time, dramatically raising hands over head to grasp the top of the sofa. I continue my kisses up and over the top of her smooth skin. I smile when she tries to grind against my mouth as I head back down her left thigh.
“Tease!” It’s a fake whine, but it’s filled with lust.
“You weren’t specific, Red. You’ll have to ask nicely to get exactly what you want.” I flash a wicked grin, keeping my lips pressed to her leg, nibbling her thigh slightly. I have to laugh at the frustrated narrowing of her eyes though.
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