My fingers entangle around her soft hair, and my fingertips begin to massage Luxury's scalp as her head falls back onto the leather headrest, she sighs. Her face is the most beautiful sight I've ever seen, satin skin all dewy as the steam from the soapy water surrounds her. Moans escape from her mouth. This prompts me to stop for a second, take in her beautiful plush lips for a kiss.
Tenderly, I wash the soap from her hair with the basin of water, and then apply the moisturizer that the Bulgari beautician told me to use. Again I massage her scalp that holds that beautiful, unruly brain of hers. Reaching down, I kiss Luxury once more, since the taste of her thick mouth has fascinated me. As my hands work in the moisturizing conditioner, I take to the nape of her neck. That tiny little hook has her moaning even more.
Eyes in a dreamy state and with dew on her diamond skin, Lux murmurs, "God, I love you, Victor."
Silence.
My mind centers on a coherent strand of thoughts for a while just so I can continue rinsing her hair. Lux's eyes stay closed, but her cheeks redden at the lack of my response.
I'm rarely in this predicament. Women usually scream out threads of love during climaxing. I reach down and kiss Luxury's lips. Her soapy hands go to my face, as she deepens the kiss with her tongue swirling around mine. The warm water drenches my sleeves and down my chest as Luxury's mouth takes me deeper than I've ever been.
"Please, Victor … say it back," her voice is breathless as she lets me go. The crinkle in Lux's eyebrows and how her teeth pull in the soft flesh of her bottom lip, gives a faint wish that I will feel the same about her. At least one day she hopes that thought becomes a seed of belief in her mind.
Should I stop the absurdity? Love? Lux can't be the recipient of such a strong emotion when it comes to me. Some day soon I must return to my reality. And to think, I've been enjoying a shared one.
For now, I grab a plush towel from the marble countertop next to the infinity tub, and then scoop Lux out of the bath. I press her sexy, wet body to my chest while wrapping the towel around her.
"Vic … " Luxury is notably worried.
"Do not speak."
Luxury takes in a deep breath, eating words that beg me to reciprocate her love. Though she's getting us both wet, I welcome Luxury's legs around my waist as I carry her tiny body into the bedroom. I sit her at the edge of bed to dry her off, and then smile while ruffling her crazy, curly hair. Luxury doesn't smile back.
I grab the lotion off the side table, saying, "You've had a long hard day."
She nods.
"Don't think, little one."
She again nods as tears brighten her amber eyes. I kiss one before it can fall down her cheeks.
In an alternate universe, I would give her the world, but for this short time that we have left, it doesn't need to get complicated. "Luxury, let me make you happy."
Her intoxicating brown eyes finally sparkle as I place my palm between her beautiful breasts and connect with her beating heart. Lux lays back and I pick up one of her legs while standing before her. Allowing it to lean against my shoulder I start to massage her feet, kneading into that soft delicate arch and then each of her cute toes. Putting more of the coconut lotion in my palms, I continue to work my way up her calf and silky toned legs. I concentrate all my energy into remembering every curve in her shapely body. I want some piece of this woman to reminisce about; my senses are heightened as I continue to graze over them letting my fingertips adorn her soft skin. I grab the other leg and show it the same attention all the while watching the placated look on her face. Luxury's worry about my love slowly begins to wan away and I breathe easier.
But this addiction has me wanting to taste again besides; I need to take full control of Luxury's thoughts. I must have her so consumed with satisfaction that she doesn't have time for one thought. My lips go back to her mouth. That's where the madness began. Then trail the curves of her breast my mouth sucks Lux's nipple inside and then I lightly clamp my teeth at the base of her big breast. Then I slowly and sensually drag my mouth off Lux's skin, scraping her sensitive skin between my teeth. The mix of pain and pleasure has her breath catching. Now French kisses against her tummy have Luxury's heart sputtering. When I get to my goal, I gently spread her legs and then take a deep inhale of her fragrance box, and her sweet aroma makes me salivate. My tongue dives right into an ocean twirling around. Lux moves. I pull myself away from my desire and command her to stop.
"Vic...I need that … " She pouts and grabs the pillow instead. As her hands tighten and twist against the silky pillowcase, my mouth gets to know each and every corner of her pussy. But I don't stop slurping up that syrupy sweetness as I give Luxury the only part of me she can have.
Then Luxury's moans become pure erotica that has been given a voice. The only sound I ever needed to hear begins as a soft melody traveling from her sexy lips.
3. 2. 1... Lux has lifted off into heaven as she explodes in ecstasy. There will never be such a more gorgeous sight than the look on her face. So I grab Luxury's ass cheeks and scoot her even closer to the edge of bed. She is in full submission now and unable to speak. With one hand, I take off my belt. I can't take my eyes off her intoxicating ones. Then shove down my pants. Damn I need a condom.
Luxury eyes my dick with a whimper. Lux wants a taste, but has been forbidden to speak.
"Come here," I oblige. Getting on her hands and knees with a smile, Lux bites her lip as she crawls over. Instead of sitting at the edge of the bed, she gets on the floor and kneels, inwardly understanding that it is required of her.
I give her a head nod and she sits back up again. Looking up at me, Lux smiles as she begins to take in my cock. One of her hands grips my ass as she pulls herself back and forth gaining a rhythm that makes my legs begin to shake. I grab a fist full of Lux's hair in order to steady myself as she begins to play with my balls with her other hand.
"Come for me, Vic," Lux murmurs against my dick, and before she can get another mouthful, I snatch her up to eye level and with one hand grab her cheeks. Looking in her eyes, I ask, "Did I say you could speak?"
My lips claim hers, and then I quickly set Luxury onto her own two feet, turn her around and press my manhood against her soft, round ass. My other hand reaches around and strokes her clit.
"Mmmmm," she sighs as Luxury leans back and grinds against my dick, I quickly grab a condom from the side table. Then step back, licking my lips at the view of her ass while slipping it on. With her ass against my hard frame again, I quickly reach around and toy with Lux's clit.
"If you aren't moaning, Lux, then you do not speak." I command, "Touch your toes."
As Luxury plants her feet wide then bends over, I catch her thighs. I relish the sensation of how tight her pussy is as I make my way inside.
Luxury's body has become my world and all I know is the sound and the feel of her powerful orgasm. All night long a staccato of screams has Lux's mind in a blur. I plan to fuck her until she forgets …
Luxury
Babies.
Plural.
All I can do is think of having Victor's children. Not because of his impeccable genetics, and angular facial features. But I must have lost my mind this morning after waking up in Victor's arms.
Wow. I've never actually awoken in his arms. Usually Victor is up with a cup of Gray Earl tea or just dominating the chair by the bed and looking at me as if I'm so much more beautiful than I am when I wake up.
Nothing compares to the safety of his naked, hard body molded against mine. Last night, Victor heard me clear as crystal declaring that I loved him.
The utterance of those three powerful words, wow. Shame on me. That was a slip up. However, his washing my hair? You would have said the words too. I know it. The way he touches me, oh, so sensually, I won't believe that it isn't love. Can't.
After knowing him all of 20 days, I would be a fool to say so, though. Theoretically, the ‘slip up' indicates I meant the words. Sure, I meant them. From the deepest part of my heart I love this man. Yet, it's entirely too soon to shed my soul. Matters of the heart do not abide by the rules and regulations of the mind.
I take to looking out the window of the S550 as people walk past faster than us in traffic. A thick tension has taken over, creating an imaginary barrier. Because after professing love last night, we fucked like it was our first time. Maybe Victor wanted to leave me in this delirious state, all in the hopes that I would forget to having made such a profession of adoration. He put me to bed with a lethal dose of dick. Each time we have sex; Victor makes it feel like our last. So I know sex wasn't just so good to cover up the fact that he has no feelings for me. The two are unrelated: he fucks out of this world, and he doesn't care for me. Oh, what am I saying? This man makes me try to rationalize things and I end up more confused than ever.