Chapter 23

I can't get enough of this woman. Her mouth — my God — there's a whole other world waiting there to be explored. My dick strains against my zipper, dying to be touched, as she gives as good as she gets. I reach a hand down to cup one breast and she moans. I quickly undo the kimono belt and spread it open, pausing to glance down as I swear under my breath.

"Fuck, Charlize," I mutter. The kimono falls off her body and onto the floor.

I stare at her breasts, perky and full in the bra and I'm delighted when she spreads her legs, my eyes dipping further. "Turn around."

She does as I ask, scooting around on the stool as she wiggles her perky arse at me. My hands cup her cheeks as I push the hair to one side of her shoulder and pepper kisses on the other.

"Did I do okay, Daddy?"she whispers.

"You did very, very well." I play with the thin scrap of lace that's halfway up her butt crack, suddenly tugging on it as she moans. Reaching my other hand around to cup her pussy, I fondle her through the fabric, tugging the material tighter up her crack.

"I want this ass," I groan, nipping her lobe. "I want all of you."

I feel that tingle rush through me when she says; "Let me suck your dick again, Mr. Devereaux. I'm sure you've had a hard day at work."

I dip my hand under the elastic, ignoring her, groaning when she slides her legs as wide as they can go on the stool. I swipe two fingers through her wet heat and my dick begs for mercy.

"So fucking wet." Her skin smells so fucking good. I want to kiss every inch of her body until she begs me to take her. "Have you been picturing this while you wait, my dirty little girl?"

She nods as I finger her. "Y—yes. I was worried you were cross with me, though."

I kiss her neck, pressing my dick against her ass crack. I need relief soon.

"It would take a lot for that. Disobeying me when I told you to treat yourself, for example."

"I didn't know?—"

I grumble into her skin, one hand snaking up her body to cup her breast. "Now you do. I thought you'd clean me out." I chuckle, unable to stop myself.

"I'd never do that," she whispers. I flick her clit, swirling my fingers over the tight little bud and pinch her nipple at the same time.

"You know how much it would please me if you did."

"Okay."

"Tomorrow I want you to buy yourself a car."

"Oh."

"Anything you want. Then I'm going to fuck you in the backseat. How does that sound for punishment?"

She tips her head back and I'm delighted when she starts to come. I'm relentless, and when she's gasping and rubbing against me, I dip two fingers inside, riding her through another orgasm back to back.

"I'd say you need to supply the towels," she breathes. "Because I'll make a mess."

I throw my head back and laugh. Yes. I have been thinking about her squirting that time, and I can't wait for it to happen again.

"Daddy doesn't mind you making a mess, Princess. As long as I get to clean you up."

I pull my hand out and scoot her back to face me. Her cheeks are flushed and I smile when I see how heated her eyes are. She's hungry for me.

"Open." I press my fingers to her lips and she sucks my fingers into her mouth. I watch as I pump them in and out. "Do you taste how sweet you are, my darling? How does Daddy stand a chance when you're so fucking perfect?"

I pull my fingers out and then suck them into my mouth.

"I love your dirty mouth," she whispers. I'm even more delighted when she starts to take my tie off, then undoes the buttons on my shirt. "I'm also dying to see you fully naked."

That makes my chest puff with pride. I take off my cufflinks, and they scatter across the marble island as I undo my sleeves. She pulls my shirt out of my pants and shrugs it off my shoulders. Her eyes devour my body and I can't help but smirk when she sees my tattoos. "I had no idea."

"That's because you were never meant to see me naked."

"Well, I can see why. You're becoming quite a discovery, Mr. Devereaux."

She runs her hands up my body, over my pecs and then my biceps, leaving a trail of heat as she explores.

"My dick," I growl when she nudges it on purpose with the back of her hand. "Take my dick out, Princess."

She unbuckles my belt, unzips me and tugs my pants and boxers down to my thighs.

My dick springs free, wild and angry. I need to be inside her; it's the only place I feel at complete peace.

She grips me with her hot little hand and I groan.

"Move up onto your knees. I want to suck these titties while you play with Daddy's cock."

She groans at my words, moving onto her knees as I kick my shoes off and then pull my pants and boxers down. I quickly walk over to the couch and bring back a cushion.

She lifts up and I place it under her knees. Her eyes devour my naked form and my cock grows even thicker at her wandering gaze.

"Do you like what you see?" I tug my dick a couple of times as she watches.

"Yes. Very much."

I grab her hand, replacing it with mine and move my head between her breasts. I take in her sweet scent as she tugs on my dick. I cup her tits, enjoying the darkening of her nipples through the sheer material.

"Did you buy this because it was see-through?"

"I thought you'd like it."

I glance up at her. "Only for me."

"Yes, only for you."

I move my mouth to her nipple and she cries out as I move to the other one. Soaking the material, I yank the cups down and her tits pop out. They're such dainty, sweet little things and I can't wait to spurt my cum all over them. What a sight to behold that would be.

"Your tits are perfect," I tell her. "Don't ever do anything to them. Promise me."

"I… I promise."

I suck and lave, playing hard as I rub my chin over the hard peaks. She cries out and I repeat the motion to the other begging nub. All the while, her grip on my dick tightens until she's strangling me.

"I let you come before," I grunt. "Because I was enjoying your pussy so much. In future, you wait until I tell you."

"Oh, God."

I purposely slide a hand back into the front of her panties while I tug on her nipple with my mouth, knowing she won't last.

"Alistair, I can't…"

"You can, and you will."

"No — please."

"Please what?"

"Please Daddy, please let me come. I need to come."

"If you come, I'll have to put you over my knee."

I flick her clit with my thumb while my fingers punish her tight pussy. She won't last.

"Oh, God…"

"Not yet."

"I'm coming. Oh… Mr. Devereaux…" I tilt my hand and push against her G-spot and she starts to come, squirting all over my hand, herself, and my stool as I rip her panties aside to watch.

"Naughty," I pant. "Daddy's going to spank you then fuck you hard because you didn't listen."

I pull her off the stool, yanking her panties down as she kicks them off. I sit on the stool and pull her over my lap.

"I'm a bad girl," she breathes. "So bad."

"Yes, you are. Lie face down on the island."

She does as she's told and I unclip her bra and pull it off her arms. I run my hands over her perky ass.

"You're going to count. How many smacks should I give you, do you think?"

"As many as you like."

I chuckle. "This is meant to be punishment."

She looks over her shoulder at me and grins. "I hate to tell you this, but it's not."

I part her ass cheeks and groan at the sight of her ass and glistening pussy. My dick is leaking and I need to get this over with before I spurt all over the counter, and not inside her.

She faces the kitchen again and I smack my hand against her left cheek as she counts, then her right cheek. Then I repeat.

"… Three… four…five…"

I slap her pussy lighter instead of her arse and she yelps.

"Does that feel nice?"

"Y—yes, do it again."

I repeat the motion and she cries out. I abandon the spanking and tap against her pussy rapidly. Punishment has gone out the window.

"I get your pussy so fucking wet, don't I, my darling?"

"Y—yes… Oh, God. Please, I want to come… let me come, Mr. Devereaux."

I keep tapping, moving my fingers up to her clit as my other hand spreads her slickness all around, including her arsehole. I finger her pussy with two fingers while I keep smacking her clit.

"Fine. You can come."

She cries out and my dick almost loses control. "Alistair… Oh, God. Daddy… Mr. Devereaux. Oh, yes, yes!"

I love hearing all my names come from her sweet lips, but I can't take anymore. I immediately stand, pushing her forward as the stool falls backward with a clatter on the floor. "On your knees and elbows."

She pants, rising as her body trembles.

I can't wait. I shove into her all the way and she screams. Literally fucking screams. She comes immediately as I begin moving in and out of her like a man possessed. I spank her again, my balls slapping against her as she cries out, my name on her lips over and over. I know I'm a good lover, but fuck me if she isn't the most responsive and perfect woman I've ever been with.

I pull her hips back. "Wrap your legs around me." She does, which I help with and I'm glad she's flexible because a few moments later, I throw my head back.

"Charlize!" I cry out as I spurt long and hard, stilling as I spill into her over and over.

She's panting and wild as my sweat covers my body, and hers.

I pull out, grabbing her hips as she turns and she wraps herself around my body.

I walk over to the couch and sit down before she nestles into my lap.

"Sink down on me."

Her eyes go wide. "You're ready again?"

"I need you on top. I'm so fucking turned on. You've been a very good girl, not like the little whore you normally are."

She sinks down on me and I groan. Our lips meet and we kiss for a long time, my hands gripping her ass while she seats herself all the way down. We don't move. I just stay deep inside her while we make out. I fondle her tits as she slides up and I take a nipple into my mouth.

"Don"t take your eyes off me," I warn her. "If you close them, I won't let you come again."

She grinds down and I hiss. When she pulls back up, I shift so I pull out. I dip my fingers into her pussy, coating my fingers with our releases. I bring my fingers to her lips. "Taste us, Princess." She opens her mouth and my eyes are hooded as I watch her. She cleans them, moaning as I take her mouth again, dipping my fingers once more. "You're going to ride Daddy's cock while my fingers fuck your tight arse." It's not a question. I want it. And I'm going to have it.

"Yes," she breathes, sinking down on me once more. I reach between us as she lifts off and she hisses when I touch her back entrance. She starts to bob up and down on my dick as I play with her ass. She spreads her legs wider, lifting off more. I coat her tight hole as I start to insert a finger, surprised when she doesn't flinch. In fact, she sinks down on me and I just about lose it. She grinds down and I move her with my free hand, bouncing her as hard as I can while her eyes stay glued to mine.

"Next it'll be my cock in there. In that tight little hole." I growl, feeling my balls draw deep. I'm close. "Would you like that?"

"Yes — yes, I would. I want all of you, Mr. Devereaux."

"Good. You can come now, but eyes on me."

I stare at her, my eyes dipping to her nipples as they darken. I love how they change colour when she's about to orgasm. I lick one and tug it into my mouth, sucking as her eyes heat. My finger is all the way in and she slides up and down. And then she's coming — it's glorious when she calls my name. I could never get sick of hearing it.

I follow behind, my cum spurting in hot waves as I move my mouth to hers and we're all tongues.

This woman made me come four times today. Four! I've never done that even in my twenties or thirties, much less forties.

She collapses on me, her head resting on my shoulder. I've worn her out and we haven't eaten yet. Though, I'm not surprised. One look at her in La Perla and I was bound to have her as a meal.

"I need to feed you," I say. "Then we're going to go to my bed and I'm going to keep you up for the rest of the night."

That's not a threat; it's a promise. I haven't even dipped into the depraved things I want to do to her. But she will find out soon enough.