Eyeing her determination, he pulled the dress from her fragile body and made short work of her underwear, he’d allowed her to wear, throwing it into the pile of material at her feet. When she tried to cover her naked breasts and her pussy with her arm and hand he pulled them away and turned her to face Janis while standing in front of him, holding her arms to the side.
Vidar grew tense as he watched Bukelis walk around the semi-circle of the women held in place for his inspection. He knew this was a test for the men rather than the women despite all appearances. How eager were they for the business deal? Would they allow their precious prized possession to be touched and fondled enough for it? Would she allow it for her husband to get what he wanted? Vidar wasn’t sure he was going to pass the test. He clamped his teeth together and steeled himself. The very thought of another man touching Fallon riled his anger and his need to protect her rose to the breaking point. He just wanted to find his sister and take her home.
Where are you, Stina? I know you are here somewhere. I can feel you.
Janis came to the first woman and stroked his finger along her cheek. She turned her head away embarrassed but a squeeze of her shoulders by her husband made her turn back.
“Such beautiful bone structure,” he told her softly before moving his hand downwards to curve it around her breast. He lightly lifted it and flicked his thumb idly over the nipple. He caught the woman’s gaze and held it. Her glossy pink lips trembled as he moved his free hand down the side of body and across her stomach until his palm came to rest just above her neatly shaven pussy. Vidar could see tension in her husband’s face but he lacked the courage to speak up. Clearly the deal was worth more than her, Vidar thought with contempt.
The woman gave a soft moan as Janis leaned forward and brushed his lips across hers at the same time as he dipped his fingers in between her delicate pink folds. Another trembling moan. He held her captive with his gaze as everyone watched him move his fingers expertly back and forth over her clit. She became wet very quickly. Not once did Janis’ eyes leave hers.
“How much do you want this deal, Mr Baker?” he asked her husband who appeared equally mesmerised by his seductive caress of his wife’s body. “Enough to allow me the privilege to penetrate your wife and fuck her?” he asked in a whisper.
The man let out a breath he had been holding and spoke slowly.
“Be my guest,” he told him without hesitation continuing to hold his wife in place for the man.
Bukelis smiled but something told Vidar he wasn’t satisfied with the man’s answer despite the appearance. Still, he gently kissed the woman again, this time leisurely probing his tongue between her lips. She opened her mouth wide and allowed him to take control, responding feverishly to his tightening hold on her breast. The kiss became rough, making the woman breathless. Her moans of pleasure became loud against his lips. Vidar didn’t get the impression she was faking either. She appeared to be enjoying him as much as he did her. But jealousy was narrowing Mr Baker’s eyes to sharp points. Still the weak man made no move to stop Janis when he sharply and roughly inserted two of his fingers inside her to the hilt. She gave a loud cry and bucked down hard on his fingers rubbing her back against her husband’s tuxedo. Janis pulsed his fingers in and out of the woman hard and fast, kissing her as hard as he finger-fucked her. He nipped and pulled at her nipple making her cry out in a pained gasp. Within a couple of minutes her pussy was flooded, her juice seeping out on to the tops of her thighs for all in the room to see and admire.
Her pelvis bucked towards him as he drove his fingers deeper. She panted like a wild woman in heat, every second coming closer and closer to release. He seemed to bring her close to her climax and then slowed the pace of finger-fucking her until she whimpered and begged.
“Please, please,” she panted, thrusting her pelvis at him when he removed his lips from hers.
He smiled gently at her and then at her husband.
“I love it when a woman begs. It makes her so soft and helpless, completely at my mercy.” He gave a small chuckle studying her lips then sweeping his eyes down over her flushed warm body as though she were a fly he had trapped in his web.
“Now, I will let you come, little one,” he whispered to her. “Watch me as you do. Let me hear your pleasure as well as feel it. You are so wet. She must be a joy to fuck every night,” he remarked to Mr Baker but the man said nothing. Janis started to ram his fingers inside her channel so hard she cried out and instantly climaxed. Her lithe slim body was covered in a fine sheen of sweat as she moved up and down over his fingers almost as though in slow motion. Her blue eyes were glazed and her breathing was slow and deep as though she were in a drugged state. Each reach for breath was loud and consuming. No one in the room could tear their eyes from the erotic sight of her moving naked body that Janis commanded so easily.
“Good girl. You have pleased me,” their host whispered brushing his lips against hers for the last time as she slumped exhausted into her husband’s arms, her orgasm having receded. “You were indeed a pleasure to fuck.”
After two more gentle thrusts inside her pussy, he removed his fingers and inserted them straight into
