“You like watching me stroke for you?” His voice was gruff and sexy, and she could tell that he liked her watching.
She couldn’t do anything but nod as her gaze switched back and forth from his beautiful eyes to his large hand trailing up and down his shaft.
“I love hearing you come, Lorna. Your breathy moans and muffled squeals you try to hold back make me hard. Even now watching your mouth fall open just a bit makes me want to return my cock to your mouth so you can suck it like you did before.” He took the hand that wasn’t stroking himself off and touched her lips and her breath caught like he’d brought his cock over.
Turning her head a bit, she sucked his thumb into her mouth and sucked hard. The whimper she heard from the large man excited her. It was a direct cause and effect, and she brought both hands up to cup her breasts while she pleasured his thumb like it was a mini cock.
“That’s enough of that,” Aidan said as he pulled his thumb out of her mouth and concentrated on unwrapping the condom and placing it on himself.
“I thought that was kind of fun.” She wasn’t just being coy or acting cute, she did like the back and forth she was getting from him. This is what she was missing. Fun, spontaneity, and lightheartedness… that’s what this was all packaged up in one sexy ball.
“You did? Great, but now you’re really in for a treat. I love this room; there are so many mirrors everywhere. Do you like to watch, Lorna?”
She gasped just a little and wondered how much he could see into her by looking around her house. She did like to watch. Sex turned her on. Everything from the expressions on people’s faces, to the dirty words they uttered. The mirrors were something she’d always kept around, and she liked to watch the look on her own face as she used the multitude of toys she kept around to pleasure herself.
“You don’t want to answer that question?”
Lorna knew she’d answered it by not saying anything, but she really didn’t say anything because her mind went to another place at his words.
“I don’t mind answering the question.” She watched him watch her and looked around the room trying to see it from his perspective. There were an awful lot of mirrors around, and she didn’t think she could say she didn’t like watching if she wanted to. “I do like watching.”
“So you’re a voyeur?”
“If you have to put a name to it, then I guess I am.”
“You’re not into titles or labels, I’m guessing?” He talked to her like he wasn’t stroking his cock, and for some reason that made this whole conversation just a little sexier.
“I’m a lot of things. I like to watch, and I like to participate. I like to suck cock, and I like to have my pussy eaten. I like to get fucked. Not like a soft sweet delicate flower either. I want it deep, hard and fast. There are times I like it a little rough. Not all the time, but there are a lot of sides to me. Labels just try to box you in.” She didn’t mean to sound defensive, but somehow this guy just got to her. Now she wondered if she’d messed it all up with her attitude.
“I’d never want to box you in. I like a free spirit, but your description of what you like has me anxious to fill your order and your pussy just how you like it.” He held his hand out to her, and she questioned what he was up to, but whatever it was she knew it would be good.
He led her over to one of her favorite places in her room. When she was little, she loved the large mirrors that were in department store bent trifold. You could look one way and see your front, and because of the way the mirror was positioned you could also see your back. Her mother was a shopaholic, so she’d spent lots of time twirling and swirling in it as a child. Her father had bought her this when she moved in to this place. It was hard for him, with her being a daddy’s girl, to accept that she wanted to move away. He didn’t have as much control of her as he did when she lived at home, but she was 27 years old. She didn’t want to live at home forever, like her brothers did.
Aidan brought over the chair that sat by her mirrored make up table and turned it at an angle. He found the lights that lit up around the mirror and flipped the switch. “Put your foot up there,” he directed.
Most of the men she’d had sex with weren’t bad lovers, but she’d never gotten into things that really turned her on. They were mostly used as dildos with bodies attached. No one was harmed in the process, and all parties got what they wanted. She’d admit that letting someone in just a little seemed to do a lot for the whole process. Just looking at herself with her leg cocked up on the chair made her breath hitch a bit. She looked sexy and wanton, but the real excitement came from watching what this particular pose was doing for Aidan.
“Do you like this?” She asked even though she knew the answer. The man’s cock was bobbing up and down like he was doing some kind of exercise, but she knew he was trying to get himself calmed down a bit. Why that excited her even more was beyond her.
“You can see that I do. This place is all lit up like a stage.”
She knew that and loved it. It made her feel like she was a super model when she looked in the mirror in the morning. Not that she was shaped like a super model. There were a few extra pounds and bulges she’d have rather not have where they were, but she enjoyed her life… whether that was food, sex, or any other opportunity her life afforded her.
“Don’t you just love it?” It was hard to keep the awe out of her voice, but her favorite mirror looked 10 times better when he was in it. She could see his sculpted ass in the mirror as she viewed the fabulous scenery from the front.
He watched her in the mirror as she stared at him.
“I do.”
CHAPTER THREE
Aidan didn’t know what he’d gotten himself into, but he loved the hell out of it. This beautiful woman had a bit of depth to her, and she was humorous as hell. It was hard for him to remember that he had a job to do. He’d almost fucked her in the alley way before they’d gotten here, but he drew back thinking that he’d be able to have a bit more time with her if he made her wait. It was one of the hardest things he’d had to do in a while. She was receptive and open to receiving pleasure, and that made him want to give her more of it.
Her pussy was sweet and creamy, his favorite type, and after the mind blowing blow job she’d given him, there was no way he wasn’t going to return the favor. That she told him her real name stunned him, but she’d been throwing him for a loop since he sat next to her at the bar. He hoped this turned out the way it was supposed to because although he was beginning to like her more than he really should, he had a job to do.
It would have been better if they’d had some intel on this woman because from the looks of this house, she was deep in the money. Maybe she was a lawyer or some other type of professional, but this wasn’t a home that could be afforded on a minimum wage salary. He was proud of himself for even having these kinds of thoughts as he watched Lorna naked with her leg up in a chair reminding him of a sexy Captain Jack advertisement. The bright lights that surrounded the mirror made him feel like he was filming a porno, and although he’d never thought that would be particularly sexy, it was working for him right now.
Moving closer to her, he held her gaze in the mirror while he brought his hands around to cup her tits. He’d neglected these full orbs of sexy while they were back on the bed, and he wanted to remedy that immediately. Trying to remember what she said she liked was revving him up more. A woman who wasn’t afraid or shy about what she liked sexually was powerful, and it made him want to fuck her like she wanted to be fucked. The tone in her voice led him to believe that not many people had made her fly, and he wanted to be the one she remembered as the man who fit the bill.
He grabbed her tits in his hands and squeezed as he watched the pleasure bloom on her face. She did like to be treated a bit roughly, and he didn’t mind that a bit. Taking her nipples between his thumb and pointer finger, he stretched the hardened flesh out away from her body only to release them when he felt he’d pulled them far enough. She wiggled he
r butt towards him, and he made a mental note that her tits and her ass were real. He didn’t think she had on butt pads or tit enhancers, but in this day and age, one never knew.
“Just like that,” she moaned, and he could tell she was trying to keep her eyes on him, but she also seemed to want to close her eyes and concentrate on what he was doing to her.
He moved his hands down her body and opened her pussy so they could both look at the deep red color of her most private place. Her clit was standing at attention like she’d not just shot off like a geyser over on the bed a few minutes ago. He liked a woman who could keep up with him, and she looked like she was down for whatever he was into.
She was rotating her hips, and he knew she thought he would give her what she wanted. Looking around at this place, he could tell this wasn’t a woman who was denied much. Prolonging this for her was doing the same for him, and he loved to hold off for the more intense orgasm. Rubbing her hardened nub for a few seconds seemed to relax her, which was why she was startled when he drew back and tapped her clit a few times.
Her body shuddered a little, but he knew she hadn’t had enough stimulation to make her come. Lorna’s eyes flew open and she stared at him.
“I know you liked that, Lorna. You’re practically dripping,” he told her as he fingered her wet slit.
“I didn’t say I didn’t like it, Aidan.” She kept her focus on him, and it almost upped the intimacy of the moment even though they weren’t facing each other. Her body was tanned, and she had the look of a pampered woman, but her attitude was purely down to earth. That was an uncommon combination, but she’d been skewing his assumptions since they’d met.
“Good.” He continued rubbing her wet sex with one hand while fingering her with the other. The sexy clit taps and slaps came periodically so she wouldn’t be ready for them. She was practically heaving with each touch he gave her, and he could tell that she loved it almost as much as he did. He liked that she called him by his real name even though he’d explained that everyone called him Danny and the reason why.
“Do you want more?” He asked when he was practically humping the ass she kept swinging his way.
“I don’t know. Since you’re so happy to tease me with your pussy slaps and nipple tugs, maybe I should just continue to softly grind my ass on your cock.” She did exactly that as he watched her in the mirror and felt the movement against his dick. Lorna had such a cat with cream look on her face, he almost hated to get things started. Things that would make that contented look into an expression of desire for more.
This woman made him chuckle. She was doing a good job of turning him on, and it was great to see a woman who could dish it out as well as she could take it. Bending his knees, he was able to get a good angle up into her pussy and went in deep and firm just like she liked it, but he brought her back against his chest so that they could look at each other as he fucked her. Her face held a frown as she seemed to try to catch all the sensations that were swirling around them, and for once he thought he may not hold on as long as the person he was trying to pleasure. That in and of itself was new and not appreciated.
He focused on making his strokes long as he pulled out as far as he could and then plunged back in, but that seemed to be making his dilemma even more challenging. The fast pace and her tight pussy pulled him into a spiral that he wasn’t going to be able to hold back from. Placing one hand on her clit and the other on her tit he rubbed and pulled a few times before the growl that he was holding back came roaring out, and with it came a climax that made his ass clench so hard it felt sore, but on his way back from filling his condom with more spunk than it could possibly hold, he heard Lorna being pushed over the edge of her pleasure as well. Damn that was close.
There was a sheer mist of sweat on both of them, and although he knew he’d worked hard he wondered how much the lights were a part of the heat. What he knew for sure was he enjoyed getting this up close look at her when she was getting pleasured. Because she was faced away from him, it almost seemed like he was watching a movie, but what an interactive film it had been.
Kissing her neck, he withdrew his cock from her body, and she took off into another room. He knew that she enjoyed what they had done, but he wondered why she took off without saying a word. She came back a few minutes later with a few warm cloths and bottles of water.
“Here,” she said as he handed him first the cloth and then the water. “You’ve earned this.”
“All this work, and I’ve only earned a bottle of water?” He accepted both of the items and began the clean up that he’d stalled after she’d left the room and he’d disposed of the condom.
“Well how about we order some pizza?” She had sponged off when she went to the bathroom apparently because she wasn’t using any of the cloths she’d brought in for him, and she looked fresh and dewy. She definitely wasn’t high maintenance if she could pull herself together that quickly.
He was glad she wasn’t a hit it and quit it chick, or he’d have to scramble to figure out a way to stay and get what he’d actually came for. Being around her made it hard for him to remember he was here to do a job. A very serious, life threatening job, and since she knew the mark he was looking for, it wouldn’t be smart to get too attached to her. That’s what his mind was saying, but the powerful leader that his cock was had a whole other story.
“That sounds like a good start.” Walking back to the bed, he hoped he’d not end up hurting this beautiful woman, but when he was there was usually pain. She called in the order and directed him to the bed.
“I’ve always wanted to eat pizza in bed with a hot guy.”
He was glad she was bringing in some reinforcements because this woman would take some energy to fully satisfy, and it would give him some time to ask her some questions.
“Well, then I think you’ve met your match because I’m ready to take on that challenge and win.”
She laughed a full hearty laugh, and something inside him wanted to see more of that. Maybe the questions could wait until another day. It wasn’t like he wasn’t building up to it. She probably would be more willing to offer up information when they knew each other better. Somewhere inside, he knew this was a lie, but looking at the beautifully sated woman who looked at him like he meant something was going to be hard to let go, but he would. Just not today.
CHAPTER FOUR
Lorna couldn’t believe it had already been a week since she’d brought Aidan back to her house. She was never one of those people who wanted to make a one night stand more permanent, but this guy made her want to do it. What she didn’t want to do was to have her father find out about it. This is why she couldn’t keep a guy for more than 10 seconds. With him being the head of the Mafia, she often wondered if the guys she liked didn’t come back because they were afraid or because they had been fitted with cement shoes and thrown in the river.
She was making a big dinner for Aidan as he said he loved Italian, and that was about all she could cook. They’d talked a lot during the evening and nights they’d spent together. She knew he was from Iowa, and he was here looking for work. He didn’t know how badly she wanted to talk to her father about getting him a position, but if she did, that would put him right where all of her other men friends had been… under the control of a mobster.
Watching Aidan move around her place made her think about family and how important it was to her. This man must have the cock of the block to make her start thinking of having a family of her own after only one week. There is no way she would share this with any of her friends. They’d demand to meet him to either see where his mind was or fuck him to find out why she thought he was so great. In a way, she wanted to keep this a secret that was for herself alone. When she shared him, he’d have to meet her family, and they’d run him around to see if he was worthy. If her father was involved, and when wasn’t he involved, it really wouldn’t matter if this man was the richest man in the world with the most solid reputation; he wouldn’t be worthy.
“Who’s this?” He said from across the room. She had watched him picking up this or that with no real interest, but for some reason a picture of her and her cousin was enough to make him ask. It made her giddy that he’d even asked. They were in the getting to know you phase, but he didn’t really share much. She understood it had only been a week, and there were things, big things, she hadn’t shared with him either.
“It’s me and Lucca last year at the Annual Happy Day Benefit. We have to go every year for some reason. I don’t even argue about it anymore; I just show up, smile, and leave.” She laughed when she finished her comment because it seemed like the fun police just sucked all the good vibes from the room. Something had switched in the atmosphere, and it wasn’t good. There were times when she was too fanciful, ask her mother, but it really seemed like something was wrong.
“You go to the Giovanni Charity dinner every year? Why?” He asked and looked like it was such a ridiculous thing to do that she’d forgotten that she hadn’t mentioned who she was. There was a reason for that… she never did. If someone didn’t know she was the oldest daughter of the largest organized crime boss, she wouldn’t tell them. She’d gotten very comfortable with Aidan. So much so that she’d forgotten that she had been in hiding from everyone for her whole life. She was torn on what to do, but she trusted this man, so she was going to go out on a limb.
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