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That does it. Severio fists the front of my dress and positions me in front of him. His other hand frees his cock from his pants. He gives it a few strokes and tugs me forward so I have to spread my legs to fit around his knees.
“Sit on my lap.”
He means for me to impale myself on him.
I hesitate. It’s not that I don’t want to. God knows Severio has ruined me for anyone else, but this will be a hate fuck and a revenge fuck and not the kind of sex I want to have with him.
Or maybe it’s exactly the kind I need. The goodbye kind, where I can slam the door in his face, and he will finally leave me alone.
“Cristina. Sit. On. My. Lap.”
I lower myself onto his erection, feeling the mushroom tip widen my channel. Once I know I’m on it, I sit down. Hard. Severio’s breath hitches while I gasp.
“I don’t want your feet to dangle. Hook your ankles on my thighs.”
When I do it, he grabs my throat and squeezes, constricting my breathing, but also making my insides flutter.
“You better convince me this pussy is all mine.” He spanks me and pulls down the top of my dress. My breasts spill out, and he lifts the right one and slaps it. It’s more playful than painful, and when he squeezes it, I can feel him twitch inside me.
He’s turned on.
As I ride him, it doesn’t feel like before. This time, I set the pace. It’s slow, at my leisure, and I can feel every inch of him as I move up and down over his dick. “Your dick feels so good.” I can’t believe I’m saying that. “I hate that it feels good. I hate that I’ll miss it.”
He squeezes my throat harder and starts guiding me down with his hand on my hip. “How could you give him something that belongs to me, hm?”
I smile as he releases my throat so I can breathe. Once I do, he squeezes again.
“How could you?” He puts both hands on my hips and says, “Now glide over my cock.” He moves me back and forth, his eyes fluttering closed before he throws back his head, exposing his wide neck and prominent Adam’s apple.
I find that incredibly sexy.
I grab his shoulders, lean forward, and press my lips over his throat.
“Fuck,” he says, and I feel his Adam’s apple move under my mouth. It’s the sexist thing. I never thought I would findthissexy. I stick out my tongue and start sucking on his throat. The taste of his skin makes me moan.
“Christ,” he says. “Come right now.” I let him move me over his lap, using my body to drive us into oblivion. “Right now, Cristina.” Severio’s fingers dig into my hips. He tugs back my hair, pulling my mouth from his neck, and locks his blue eyes with mine.
There’s a storm brewing in those eyes.
It’s bringing winds, forming a tornado inside my body. When it touches down, I flood him with my rain, and he shoots up his own splash inside me.
My whole body trembles in the wake, my vision blurry while Severio throws back his head again. He swallows, his arms falling to his sides.
The silence is deafening.
This is the end of our story. Whatever will happen next, I have no idea, but watching Severio lose control over finding out someone would take my virginity gives me satisfaction.Watching him unravel while I ride him, even if he guided me, was well worth the tears he left on my heart.
“Severio?”
“Mmhm.” He scrubs his face, then shakes his head as if trying to come to his senses. I’m so glad he feels what we’re doing. Maybe not in the same way I do, but in some way nonetheless.
“Yes?” he prompts.
I stand and fix my dress, then start tying back my hair, which went all over the place as I rode him. “I want my home back. I want it all and for it to be mine alone. The land, the house, the entire property. If you give me that, I’ll hand you the deed to the hotel.” I don’t mention the commercial property that’s considered part of the house. It’s vacant, and when I quit my job at the hotel (because I won’t work for Severio) I’ll open a small place of my own.
Severio chuckles. “Everything you own is already mine. I just want the paper.”
He doesn’t have to make deals with me. “I know, but you still need the deed, and your dick was just inside me. For my virginity, I want you to give me something that’s easy for you to give. It would also tell me that you enjoyed your time with me and”—I clear my throat—“perhaps even liked me.”
