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I felt Aurelio’s lips against the column of my neck as two of his fingers found their way inside me. Though obscene because we were in front of the window, this didn’t feel like the other day; this felt more powerful than that.
“Only a whore would let people watch her getting finger fucked,” he said, his voice a rough reminder of who he was, my hands slapping against the window. “Are you a whore, Savina?”
“Aurelio…” I moaned as the sounds of my arousal hit my ears.
I felt him let go of my breast, then the tearing sound of fabric cut through the room as Aurelio tore at his shirt, leaving one strap of the tank-top in tatters around my arm. My right breast was bared for all to see, and I felt myself dripping with this twisted fantasy. While I didn’t want to think of Ashton while Aurelio was touching me, I really did wish that he could see me being everything for Aurelio that I had refused to be for him. Ashton had to force this from me, whereas I was handing it all over to Aurelio freely.
“Let me rephrase that,” he said as his hand cupped my breast again. “Are you my whore?”
“Yes,” I answered easily, his fingers stretching me deliciously. “Always.”
Aurelio’s hand reached up to wrap around my neck as his soaked fingers began teasing my clit. When he pulled me back against him, my eyes opened, and the lights of the city burned brighter as Aurelio’s fingers played with my pussy. Like the beauty of the city at night, I also saw my reflection in the glass, and I really did look like a whore, letting Aurelio used me as I stood half-naked in front of the window.
Before I could cum, Aurelio was turning me around, pushing me back against the cool surface, and his black eyes raked down my body, taking in how obscene I looked. I was so turned on that I was panting like a dog in heat, waiting for his next move, eagerly wishing for whatever it was.
“Take my dick out,” he ordered. “Take it out, then get on your knees and swallow it like a slut.”
I immediately reached for Aurelio’s pants, unbuttoning his slacks like I’d done a million times before. Though we’d both just agreed that we couldn’t go back in time, it was hard not to feel like we were when all of our movements felt so familiar. Aurelio’s heat felt right in my hand, my finger still not being able to touch as they wrapped around him. His scent, his body, his voice…all of it washed over me like these past three years hadn’t happened, and I wanted to selfishly get lost in that happy fantasy.
Aurelio pushed his pants down over his hips, his breaths hard as my hand moved up and down his hard length. When he reached out, then grabbed a fistful of my hair, I let him push me down to my knees, his hand easily pulling the scrunchie from my hair, so that he could use the strands as leverage to fuck my face, because I knew that’s what he was going to do. As much as I’d love for Ashton to be able to see this, I also knew that Aurelio was going to use me as if Ashton was watching. After all, that’s what I had asked for.
“Let me see that tongue,” he said, and as soon as my tongue slid over my bottom lip, Aurelio was taking his dick from my hand, then slapping the head on it. “You like that?”
I nodded. “Yes.”
His black eyes were like a dangerous pool of darkness as he said, “Tell me what you are, Savina.” He tapped my tongue again. “Tell me why you’re on your knees like this.”
“I’m your whore,” I answered, playing along, wanting this to be real.
Aurelio slid his cock into my mouth, then pulled it back out again. “And because you’re my whore, I’m going to cum all over your pretty face, then fuck you wearing my cum.”
I wanted that.
I wanted Aurelio to do filthy things to me in a hopeless bid to try to replace all the other memories of that happening to me. Apart from being shared, I didn’t want Ashton to have anything for himself. I wanted Aurelio to own it all, even if that meant degrading myself all over again for the man staring down at me like I was his whole world.
“Aurelio, please…” I begged.
Yanking my head back by the hair, he said, “I’m going to ruin you, Savina. I’m going to ruin you, then put you back together.”
While I had no doubt that he was going to ruin me, he and I both knew that there was never going to be any putting me back together. That ship had sailed a long time ago.
Chapter 23
Aurelio~
It was killing me that we were doing this for Ashton Oliver. It was tearing me apart that Savina was thinking of another man while she was letting me touch her, but I’d had no choice when she had answered honestly about what she wanted right now. I’d always been overly protective whenever it had come to Savina, so using her in front of an open window went against everything that I felt about her, but I’d die before denying her anything at this point. For two years, she had gone against her true nature to keep me safe, so the least I could do was do the same for one night.
There was also the fact that I’d been horrible to her the other day. I’d already been suffering some remorse over how I had treated her like trash, so that was another reason why I was agreeing to this. I had a lot to make up for, and if this was where I had to start, then so be it.
Her blue eyes were wide, her pupils blown as she looked up at me from on her knees. She looked lewd with my tank-top torn, her tits bare, not quite naked, not quite clothed. She looked like she was being used, and fuck me if she didn’t look like a motherfucking goddess down there.
“Suck my dick, baby,” I ordered. “Suck my dick like the dirty slut you are.”
Savina wrapped her hand around the base of my dick, and when her lips closed over my hard cock, I let out a low groan, her hot mouth feeling perfect as she tried to swallow me down. Her gagging noises hit my eardrums like the sweetest heroin addiction, and my left hand tightened in her hair, holding her in place as I began fucking her throat.
“Such a good little cocksucker,” I praised. “Always so damn eager for my cock.”
Her moan vibrated around my thickness, and those slurping sounds of hers were really fucking me up. While I knew why we were doing this in front of the window, I couldn’t believe that it was all for show. Even before we had fucked everything up by going our separate ways, Savina’s whimpers and moans sounded as familiar to me as my own name. She’d always gotten this wet and eager for me, so even if Ashton was the motivation behind this, this wasn’t fake. Her need for me was real, and I refused to believe otherwise.
