Page 5 of The Con Artist


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Our eyes were fixated on each other’s and the sexual chemistry between us was on fire. He wanted to fuck me as badly as I wanted his watch.

“I wouldn’t stalk you. I’m just curious.” He brought his hand up to my cheek.

“I’m sure you have someone waiting at home for you,” I spoke.

“I don’t.”

“Someone as sexy as you is single?”

“Yes.” His hand ran down my cheek.

I gulped at the fierce vibrating down below.

“How about you?” he asked as he placed his hand between my legs.

“No. I don’t have anyone.”

“Someone as beautiful as you is single?”

“That’s right.” I smiled.

He took his thumb and ran it across my lips. As a reaction, I took it in my mouth.

“Fuck, Hannah. I think we need to go into the bathroom.”

“Lead the way.” I smiled.

He grabbed hold of my hand and led me down the small hallway where the bathroom was. As soon as we were both inside, he shut the door and locked it. Suddenly, his hands grabbed the sides of my face and his mouth smashed into mine without warning. I stumbled back as he held on to me with one arm wrapped around my waist. Our lips tangled and our tongues greeted each other. This was what you called an unexpected heated moment. Sliding his suitcoat off his shoulders, I quickly unbuttoned his crisp white shirt as his hands slid off my cardigan and then dipped down the front of my shirt, groping my breasts as subtle moans escaped him. He broke our kiss and took down his pants. Thank god he was so blessed in the goods department. Thick, long, hard, and beautiful. I was going to have an orgasm just looking at it.

“Like what you see?” He smirked.

“Definitely.” I licked my lips.

He placed his hands on my hips and turned me around before pulling down my pants and pressing his hard cock against me.

“I want you to watch me fuck you in the mirror,” he seductively spoke as he dipped his finger inside me.

I threw my head back in desire as he explored my insides.

“You’re so wet. Are you ready for me?” he asked as he ripped a condom package open and rolled it over his cock.

“Yes,” I spoke breathlessly as my body prepared itself for his entrance.

He thrust inside me. Hard. Deep. The feel of him was intoxicating and I was getting drunk with each stroke. His grip on my hips tightened as he pounded into me, making me voice the pleasure I felt. I looked at him through the mirror and our eyes met.

“Don’t look away when you come,” he spoke.

My body was pushed to the limits and the minute he reached his hand over and placed it on top of my clit, an orgasm rushed through me.

“That’s it. God, that’s it,” he panted.

One last hard thrust and he halted while deep moans escaped him as he came.

I reached my hand around and placed it on the back of his head as his lips pressed against my shoulder. He pulled out, removed the condom, and tossed it in the trashcan. He bent down, pulled up my pants, and then groped my breasts one last time. I picked up my cardigan, slipped it on, and took hold of his wrist before he put on his suitcoat. He looked at me as I brought my other hand up to his cheek.

“Thank you.” I smiled as my lips tenderly met his.

“You’re welcome.”

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