Drying my body, I find myself moaning as my towel goes over my tits, my already sensitive nipples, that are hard and begging to be put into someone’s mouth. Dropping my towel on the floor beside my bed, lay in the bed with my legs open as I explore the part of my body that I have neglected since I thought she was unworthy. It’s like every part of my body is alive right now. From the tips of my fingers to the top of my toes. I continue to tug on my tits, as my other hand goes to my pussy to reacquaint itself. I am just about to put my finger in it when my phone rings and jolts me out of my reverie. I am so out of it; I don’t bother looking at the caller ID. “Hello.” I say out of breath and a bit whiny.
“Vanessa?” Pedro says his voice a mix between confused and I am not sure what. My eyes get big as I realize the man I was just about to picture is now on the phone. I should probably feel ashamed or something, but I find myself feeling a bit exuberated.
“Yes.” I answer, not bothering with hiding the tone of my voice.
“Why do you sound like you… were you just touching my pussy baby?” Oh fuck. I didn’t think his voice could get deeper, but hell was I wrong. His voice drops more than an octave and I find myself panting. I hear him saying something to someone and then I hear what I think is a door closing. “Answer me, Tulip. Were you just touching my pussy?”
“Your pussy?” I ask him practically drooling. My legs opening wider as my eyes begin to close.
“It’s mine and you know it, baby. Just because I haven’t broken it in doesn’t make it any less mine. Touch it, Vanessa. Stick your fingers inside my pussy and tell me that it feels like.” Oh crap. Why does his bossy ass make me feel so good? Why does it turn me on that is telling me what to do? Despite those questions, I find myself doing just that. The minute my fingers touch my clit, I call out, the pleasure too much once again. “Oh no baby. You don’t get to stop. Keep touching it. Pinch that fat clit.” I do as he says, closing my mind off to anything else. Lightning bolts go through me. My eyes flicker as electricity turns everything on. “Stick your fingers in there and tell me how it feels. Stick two of them in there, tulip. Is it tight?”
“Yes!” I shout because it is true. My pussy feels so full right now, with my two fingers inside of it. It hurts but I feel so good.
“You feel that, love? Your fingers aren’t even close to the size of the snake in my pants. I am going to destroy you baby. But fuck if I am not going to love putting you back together.”
“Yes, Pedro. I want that.” I can no longer hold in my desires, my need for him too great.
“It’s about damn time, baby. Good girl. Now come open the door for me so I can give you everything you need.” Wait. What?
“What?” I say, unsure I heard him right.
“I am at the door. You have twenty seconds to come open it before I break it down.” Oh my gosh. I almost don’t know what to do, but I also believe he would break down the door. I get off the bed really quick, grab my robe, and run down the stairs. It isn’t until I open the door that I remember I didn’t tie the robe closed. “Fuck, Tulip. Give a man a minute before you try to bring me to my knees.” His hands touch my naked body, bringing me closer to him. His fingers digging into the rolls on my side. That is all it takes to bring me back from the fantasy. I reach for the ties of the robe to close it as I try to remove myself from his grasp, but he doesn't release me. “Don’t do that, Vanessa. Don’t treat me like these fucking morons out here that wouldn’t know a Queen if they met one with a crown on. Does a man like me look like I can do anything with a stick chick?” I drop my head not answering him. Apparently, this is the wrong thing to do. “Look at me, Tulip.” When my head doesn’t come up quick enough, he twists my nipple around causing me to scream and smack him.
“You fucking asshole. That hurt.” I tell him hitting his chest over and over.
“I’m sure it did, but not as much as you treating me like everyone else. I have done nothing to deserve that and I refuse to let you do that to me.” He turns us so I am against the wall. I watch as he opens my robe back up, sending my cheeks up in flames. Before I can do anything else, he has removed it from me and is on his knees. “Hmmm... smell that fucking candy store between your legs. Spread ‘em baby. I need a treat.” He doesn't give me a chance to do as he says, he simply lifts my legs up, putting them over his shoulder. His mouth connects with my weepy pussy and I can’t hold in the howling. The back of my head hits the wall as I moan and grab his head.