Slightly Sinful (6 page)

“Will you take off your mask?” Regardless of the rules of the night, she had an urge to see him. She wanted to see the face of the man who took her out of herself.

He laughed, his eyes returning to her face. “I don’t think you’re supposed to ask me that.” Roberto’s fingers traced the edge of her mask.

“But I’m asking.” She sat and faced him, removing her own demi-mask.

He cupped her face, his hands sliding in her hair. “You are beautiful. Looking at you takes my breath away.”

She became breathless at his words and did something she hadn’t done since losing her virginity in college. She blushed, the heat in neck spread up through her face. “Thank you.”

Reaching her hand to his face, she touched his mask, her hazel-green gaze searching his silver ones, waiting for him to object. When he sat still, she pulled his mask off.

Her breath caught in her throat. Roberto was the man from the dinner table, the late guest and the one who had turned her on just sitting in the same room. Something else about him seemed familiar, but she couldn’t place it.

“Hello, Roberto, I’m Delilah--”

His fingers on her lips silenced her, pressing her back into the mattress. “No, tonight you are my
cereza
hermosa
.”

That’s what she wanted to be. Roberto’s beautiful cherry. She relaxed into the bed as he began kissing her. Their mouths blended.

His tongue traced the inside of her lips, causing tingling sensations to spark through her body and pulsed in her sex. The kiss became ravenous and demanding. Tongues tangoed for control, in and out of each other’s mouth.

Parting, they stared at each other, breathing labored.

“Let me stay with you tonight?” he asked, his voice husky with pent-up desire.

Mr. Dominance had left. Now he showed another facet. Roberto no longer commanded her body but requested to use it. He asked permission to be with her. She clearly understood that everything he did downstairs was to give her confidence to experience something she desired. What was it about him that pulled at things hidden within her? They had no commitment between them. Nothing but this one night.

In the morning, she would return to her life and the hope of a contract awaiting her, and he would go back to his own life as well. She was glad he’d had the foresight to lock the door. With the free love attitude going on tonight, anyone could walk in thinking they wanted company. Delilah didn’t want anyone intruding on the intimacy they had built in the room. Just the two of them--others no longer allowed.

Running her fingers through his thick hair, massaging her fingers across his scalp, she looked at him. “Yes. I want that also.”

He kissed her again, pouring into it all the promises of the night ahead. Ending the kiss, he sat up. “I’m going to hit the shower. Want to join me?”

Launching off the bed, she yelled over her shoulder, “Last one in has to dry the other off with their mouth.”

“You’re on,” he called from somewhere behind her.

With excitement running through her, she raced toward the bathroom. A few more steps and she would reach the door. She shrieked when she found herself caught up in Roberto’s arms. He gave her a lip-smacking kiss then put her down.

Shocked, she realized she stood outside the bathroom with Roberto inside. “You cheated,” she accused as she laughed. Pouting, she gave him a saucy look. “As a gentleman, you’re supposed to let the woman win.”

“I don’t recall ever saying I was a gentleman.” Pulling her body into his, he squeezed her ass as he grinded his pelvis into hers. “Besides,
cereza
, even if I were, I couldn’t resist having those luscious lips on me again.” He swatted her bottom then let her go and turned on the shower.

Delilah admitted she wanted him in her mouth also. She admired his muscle play as he adjusted the temperature in the shower.
Nice ass
, she thought
. Grip-able ass
, she noted.

Stepping into the stall, he beckoned her with one finger. Moving away from the door, she eagerly crossed the bathroom to join him. The shower became another erotic adventure as they lathered each other, between kissing and fondling.

Roberto removed the microphone showerhead from one of the many hooks available in the stall and rinsed the suds from her breasts and thighs. Bending forward, he licked two water droplets from a breast. Following the watery trail down her stomach, he dipped his tongue in her navel then made his way back up. “Now, let me rinse your back.”

Her arousal rose, like the steam in the bathroom. Turning around, she offered him her backside. Wiggling her butt, she flirted, “Be gentle.”

He groaned and smacked her soundly on the ass. “Don’t tempt me.”

Wincing at the sting, heat flooded the area and throbbed, causing her sex to pulse along with it. Curiosity tickled her mind as she considered if she would get a sexual charge out of spanking.

Roberto’s Spanish lilt invaded her thoughts. “You may need to hold onto the wall,
cereza hermosa
, while I rinse you properly.”

Enjoying the stream of water as it cascaded down her back, she leaned into the wall, palms flat. She let her chin fall to her chest as she relaxed into the jets. He snapped the showerhead into one of the low hooks in front of her lower belly. The pelts tapped rhythmically against her mound. Delilah now understood the purpose of all the hooks.

Roberto lifted her leg and placed her heel down on a footrest in the corner. Reaching around her, he twisted the nozzle so the pulsing stream of water was at just the right angle. Open and facing the warm torrential spray caused her blood to race to her sex. Glancing down, she watched her labia swell, revealing her stiff and aching clit. Her orgasm built.

“It feels good, doesn’t it?” His hands stroked the inside of her thighs.

“Ahh,
yes
…” she hissed.

He kneeled behind her and insinuated his broad shoulders between her wide-spread legs. Her gaze traveled along his chest, knees and the thick cock between his thighs. His face was hidden from her view. However, she knew the moment his tongue joined in with the water’s caress. Licking her clit, the reverse play of his coarse tongue caused her legs to tremble. Robert’s chin below her sex in a reverse cunnilingus was the last thing she saw before her eyes slid shut.

Delilah didn’t know how much longer she could withstand the surge of ecstasy throbbing for release.
This man has a thing for pussy and water
.

His nose rubbed her ass cheeks as his tongue swirled around her clit and slipped through her juices coating her pussy. He probed, extending his tongue inside her hot sex and pulled out, using the tip to caress and stroke the crease of her ass, then back inside again.

Incoherent and void of thought or speech, she gave into the dual ministration. Gyrating her hips, she drove herself into the spray shooting from the showerhead and Roberto’s mouth, fucking them both urgently. She came violently, crying out in ecstasy. Her mind registered her plummet toward the shower floor, expecting the impact that never happened. A quivering mass, she felt consumed by Roberto’s strength as he cradled her until the spasms subsided.

He pushed wet hair from her face. “I do believe it was Caesar who once said, ‘To the victor goes the spoils.’” A wicked smile graced his mouth.

Smelling her own musky scent on his breath, she leaned in and kissed him. “Are you trying to tell me something?”

“Don’t play coy with me.” He lifted her to her feet, rose beside her and shut off the faucet.

Stepping out of the shower, she grabbed a towel and dried off then knotted it around her hips, imitating the way he wore his earlier. “Need a towel, Mr. Sanchez?” She gave him an innocent look.

Shaking his head vigorously, he sent water around the room and at Delilah, making her squeal. “You know damn well you lost the race.” Grabbing the towel from her, he used it to dry his hair then slung it over his shoulders and around his neck. “So into the room, sexy lips. I have lots of parts that need drying.” Reaching out, he tweaked her nipples.

She playfully batted his hand away, turned haughtily and sashayed into the room.

“Keep swinging that ass in my face,
cereza oscura
, and you’re going to find yourself being fucked in it.”

The tip of her tongue itched to say something witty and sassy, but hearing the husky texture of his voice, she thought better of it. Instead, she sat on the corner of the bed and decided to honor her bet, asking him, “Where would you like me to start, Roberto?”

“There’s only one place aching to feel your mouth.”

Delilah didn’t have to ask where as her gaze slid down his torso. The evidence of his desire stuck out from his groin, hard and thick, awaiting her. Raising her hand, she dragged it over his chest. Pulling it back to her mouth, she sipped at the water gathered in her palm.

His voice gritty with arousal, he told her, “Lay down on your back,
cereza dulce
.”

Sweet cherry. Chills of excitement danced along her spine, causing goose bumps to rise on her skin and fingers to tingle. Without hesitation, she complied.

He stepped away and picked up a small tube on the nightstand, as well as a handful of condoms. Returning to her, he littered the bed beside her with foil packets as he popped the cap then squeezed a clear gel onto his finger. Then he tossed the tube onto the bed somewhere.

Holding his finger before her mouth, he instructed her. She parted her lips and allowed him to stroke the cream along the fleshy part of her rear palate. Then she closed her mouth and swallowed, feeling a slight tingle and numbness only in her throat.

After she stretched out on her back, Roberto kneeled on the floor then pulled her across the comforter until her head hung over the side, causing her mouth to be level with his glistening cock.

“Open that delicious--”

Her mouth surrounded the head of his dick and cut his words. Sliding the tip of her tongue across his slit, she tasted his salty pre-come. She started to draw on him, pulling him into her attentive mouth, silencing him instantly.

Cradling her head in his hands, he angled it just right as his thumbs stroked the side of her face, coaxing her to slacken her jaw. He slowly began to push his hard shaft in and out her mouth, using her own hot moisture to glide deeper inside.

Amazed at how much of his length she was taking, she began to work her mouth around him.

“Easy, baby,” he soothed with raspy words.

She suckled him gently and caressed his hard cock with her tongue, curling it around his sides. His thighs trembled at her actions.

“Yes… That’s it.” His hips moved slowly, pushing and pulling himself into her mouth.

In her current position, she was unable to see his face, but she knew the moment he looked down and saw their coupling. He cried out, “Oh,
mi cereza
! I shouldn’t have looked… at those luscious lips taking me in. Too…much…”

He thrust forward in a roaring climax. His ebony hair tickled her chin as the base of his cock pressed against her lips. His balls bumped her nose and his cum painted her throat. Delilah swallowed his essence, greedy for more. After the initial explosion, he pulled back, allowing her just enough space to roll over onto her stomach. Without letting him go, she suckled and cleaned his length.

Holding her hair, he watched. “Your mouth was made for this.”

Releasing his cock, which only marginally had decreased in size, she smiled. “You do bring out the best in me.”

Leaning forward, he kissed her flushed, swollen mouth. “Do I?” He pulled her off the bed and onto his lap. “Then show me your best and ride me.”

Excited and aroused from her service to Roberto, Delilah adjusted her legs over his hips. Grabbing a condom, she took a firm hold of his re-stiffening member, quickly sheathed him and moistened his tip in her slippery folds to ease his entry inside. Bobbing her hips up and down, she buried him deep within and her round ass cheeks pressed against his thighs. She paused, enjoying his strength all around her and the feel of her core stretching as his erection extended fully.

She nipped and laved his lips, then began to ride him. Slowly at first, she rose up and down with precision, but her budding orgasm made her body more erratic and demanding. Joining in the rhythm, Roberto gripped her hips and propelled his cock inside of her.

Crying out, she exploded around him. The walls of her sex constricted his movements like a fist.

Groaning in carnal delight, Roberto rose, pushing her back against the side of the bed. “Your pussy’s so tight. I’ve got to have more.” Spreading her thighs wide, he hooked her legs over his shoulders, palmed her hips and clutched her ass. “I’m going to fuck you…until neither one of us…can walk,” he called out, forcing his words through gritted teeth.

Stroking the deep recesses of her passage, he slammed into her repeatedly. The more she gave, the more he took. Their breathing hitched and quickened to pants, causing both of them to struggle for air. Refusing to let up the pace, they both rode through the storm of need, neither willing to concede or acknowledge anything, but their loving.

Roberto drove into her sopping slit, his hands lifting her higher and urging her to take more. The aroma of their coupling permeated the room.

She was ready to come again. He rotated his hips against her mound, causing his wiry tight curls to tickle her clit. “More, Roberto. Fuck me. Hard! Hard!” Once again, Delilah found herself thrown into jubilant pleasure that took her beyond sane reason. She sought only erotic gratification.

Plush carpet greeted her back when suddenly she lay on the floor. Through a lust-filled haze, she watched Roberto sit back on his haunch. His strong hands pressed her thigh down, splaying her open for the full penetration of his cock. Obeying her request, he fucked her hard.

His head tossed back, his voice rough, he called out, “I am going to miss this come morning.”

As his balls slapped her ass and the carpet bit into her back, he took her with angry, hot thrusts and brought her once again to a mind blowing climax. Her screams poured from her mouth, until they became hoarse cries.