Page 69 of Twisted Throne

She shuddered slightly and I wrapped my hands around her waist. She rose up to try and touch her lips to mine, and I pulled away until she had risen up to the very tips of her toes. When her mouth finally touched mine, the electricity shot through me in a jolt.

Still grasping Gia about her waist, I took a step backward to the armchair I’d recently vacated. I dropped back into the seat and pulled Gia forward until she stood straight in front of me, head turned down.

I gave her a wicked smile and tugged down the waistband of the linen skirt she wore until it, along with her panties, dropped to pool on the floor around her ankles.

“Oh,” she gasped. Her hands curled around the top of my shoulders.

I pulled her forward until I could press my lips to her stomach. I kissed and licked around her navel, and slid my hands around to caress her tight, bare ass.

“Mmmm” I inhaled deeply, the scent of her arousal filling my nose. “You’re intoxicating,soubrette.”

I brought my fingers around to tease between her legs and nudged her thighs slightly apart with my knee.

Her flesh was smooth, and slick. I slid my fingers up and down her wet slit, back and forth where her small clit peeked out from between her swollen lips. She bit back a keen, her nails digging into my shoulders.

My dick strained uncomfortably against my pants, aching to be inside her.

I gave a final flick of my thumb across her clit, then pulled away, leaning back in the chair and unbuckling my pants.

“Lock the door, then get that charming ass back over here.”

My pants dropped to the floor. I wrapped my fist around my erect cock and enjoyed the sight of Gia’s nude backside as she swayed her way across the room. I couldn’t help but notice the extra, slightly exaggerated sway of her hips as she approached. She walked back over to where I sat, and pulled off her top, casting it to the side as she kicked away her fallen skirt and panties.

I reached out and grabbed her wrist, pulling her down to straddle my lap. I rubbed the head of my cock between her legs until it glistened, then adjusted myself at her entrance before sliding her down onto my length fully.

She leaned forward, crying out as her wet heat clenched around me.

Wrapping one arm around her bare waist, I tilted her hips forward until there wasn’t even a breath of space between us. My skin almost burned from the heat of her. Excruciatingly slowly, I began to rock her back and forth on my cock. I captured one of her taut, rosy nipples in my mouth and sucked deeply. Her arms wrapped around the back of my neck and kneaded at the tense muscles she found there. I struggled to hold back as she clenched around me.

“Oh, Paul!” Gia moaned and thrust her hips forward, grinding down as she started to ride me.

I moved my hand down between us and circled her engorged clit with my thumb. She came almost instantly, her pussy shuddering around me, almost pushing me over the edge myself.

Before her pleasure had abated fully I grasped her hips and lifted her up until only the head of my cock remained inside her. Her eyes opened wide and she whimpered softly as I pushed her back on me, thrusting up to meet her dripping pussy. We moved in rhythm, I soon let go of her hips, giving her the freedom to ride out her pleasure.

God.

She looked almost feral on top of me. Skin flushed, and sweat slicked, she felt as if she were on fire, tongues of flame and passion licking at my flesh everywhere she touched. Her firm tits bounced wildly. When she came again, she arched backward, her nails digging into the soft arms of the chair. I clamped my hand over her mouth to muffle her cries of pleasure.

I continued to thrust into her, moving her again myself.

“You aren’t quite done yet,soubrette,” I growled in her ear as she moved back to wrap her arms around my neck, panting. “Not until I am, at least.”

My cock tensed and twitched inside her and we peaked together, her moans lost in the crook of my neck as she clutched me, shaking.

She collapsed on top of me, limp. Once her breathing had slowed, I pulled away so that I could look at her fully.

“You’re certain?”

“Yeah.” She looked at me, beautiful and feral with her hair mussed and mascara smudged. “Hell yeah, I am.”

Chapter Thirty-Two

Gia

“So no regrets?”

I looked over at Paul as I made a feeble attempt to straighten up my hair a bit.