“You know exactly what’s distracting me.”
“You mean . . .” he murmured in a low, sexy voice and turned the vibrations up another notch. “This?”
I gripped his arm and shoulder, gasping softly at the rise in pleasure. Luckily, I usually couldn’t come without my clit being stimulated, which spared me an embarrassing orgasm on the dancefloor.
“Maybe we should get you a remote-controlled penis ring,” I teased in a whisper.
Danilo chuckled, his lips dragging from my cheek to my ear. “But unlike you, I can’t hide it when I’m horny. It’s sweet torture keeping my cock in check just thinking of how soaking wet you are.”
“I am,” I agreed. “My panties are drenched. I need you.”
Danilo released a low breath, his eyes practically burning with desire for me. The song finally ended, and Danilo led me away from the dancefloor.
After a torturous chat with one of his Captains and his wife, we finally managed to sneak away. Danilo led me to the guest bathroom and locked us in. I reached for his zipper, but he stopped me and pushed my back against the sink. “Lift your skirt.”
I grabbed the hem of my cocktail dress and pulled it up until my panties and stockings came into view. A wet spot was visible on the dark red fabric of my thong.
“So fucking wet,” Danilo growled. He took out the remote control and lowered the vibration, then he sank down on the closed toilet and dragged down my panties. In the silence of the bathroom the soft hum of the vibrator was unmistakable.
“Your clit is begging for attention,” Danilo murmured.
I stepped closer.
He gripped my hips. He stood and kissed me sensually until my toes curled. Pulling back, Danilo pushed a finger into my mouth. “Suck.”
I did, my gaze frozen on Danilo’s harsh face. Desire twisted his features and made him look like the man I remembered from the night of the masked party. But now I wasn’t scared or confused. This dominant, dark side of Danilo turned me on. I closed my lips firmly around his thumb and sucked hard. Danilo released a sharp breath, his lips opening as he watched me. It was strange sucking someone’s finger but also so unbelievably hot, especially because I knew what it reminded Danilo of. Danilo turned the vibrations up once more and I gasped around his finger. Our breathing was harsh even though we hadn’t done much yet.
Danilo slid out his finger and kissed me harshly, his body pressing into mine. I clung to him, as desperate for his touch as he seemed for mine. His cock dug into my lower belly. “I want to fuck your mouth, gorgeous.”
I bit my lip, my core clenching, increasing the delicious sensation deep within. I hadn’t given Danilo a blowjob at a social gathering yet, mainly because we always ended up fucking quickly, but also because my lips would be swollen afterward and would draw attention to what we had done.
Danilo upped the vibration, lightly biting my lower lip, his eyes full of desire. “Let me fuck that tight throat as a birthday present.”
“You already got a present,” I murmured before I dropped to my knees, no longer caring if my lips would be swollen. I tugged Danilo’s pants and boxers down. His cock was rock-hard and leaking pre-cum. Danilo cupped the back of my head and plunged into my mouth. I clung to him as he worked his shaft all the way in, past my gag reflex. He groaned as he buried himself deep inside me. His cock twitched.
“Fuck. I always have to stop myself from coming when you deep-throat me.”
I couldn’t say anything with him inside of me, but I squeezed his balls, causing him to hiss. Fingers tightening against my scalp, he slowly pulled out almost all the way until only his tip rested on my tongue. With his eyes locked on mine, he pushed back in and established a fast rhythm. My eyes watered and my lips and throat felt tender as he fucked my mouth, but I didn’t dream of stopping.
I was on the brink myself, so close to release I felt like sobbing. I wanted to touch myself, but even more than that I yearned for Danilo’s touch, his tongue, his cock.
Danilo grunted and hissed, his face completely out of control. Saltiness spread on my tongue and his balls tightened in my palm. He was getting closer, and my body answered with a new flood of wetness. “Open your mouth,” he growled.
I parted my lips wider and a second later his hot release landed on my tongue. He shuddered as his cock twitched, sending spurt after spurt of cum into my mouth. I swallowed eventually, then swirled my tongue around his tip. Danilo pumped his shaft in and out of my mouth, much slower than before, and then he stilled.
I pulled back, breathless. Danilo closed his eyes and stood motionless for a couple of heartbeats. I smiled. I loved it when he lowered his barriers.
He pulled me up to my feet and kissed me, our bodies flush together. He buried his face in my neck, his teeth nicking my skin, making me arch against him. My body throbbed with desire. I needed to feel him, to have him in me. The vibrator wasn’t nearly enough.
Danilo stepped back, the remote in his hand. “Lift your skirt.”
I did and Danilo edged down my panties. I held my breath, waiting for him to touch me. Instead, he turned up the vibration. I gasped, my pussy clenching. He ran his knuckles over my folds, barely touching.
“Danilo!” I begged. He got down on his knees and I thought he’d finally grant me release. Instead, he turned me to face the mirror. He parted my ass cheeks and licked over my crack. I moaned loudly then bit my lip. My face was bright red, my lips swollen, and desire
