I Like it Better When it Hurts

I Like It Better When It Hurts
Part 2/?

As the last of the patrons left the casino, Lorenzo ushers out the rest of the employees. He now waits patiently resting against the bar. Tonight he will make his move.

“Well, that’s it.” Skye announces. “Everyone is officially gone.”

She walks over and has a seat at the bar beside where he’s standing. “Is there a reason everyone is out if here before one am?” she asks.

Lorenzo leans in toward her. “I thought you and I could have a little fun.”

Skye smiles. “What did you have in mind?”

“Oh, I don’t know.” he sighs. “Maybe stripping you down to nothing and having my way with you.”

“Wouldn’t that only qualify as fun for you?” she teases.

Lorenzo moves closer to her, he lightly touches her face, sweeping his thumb across her full bottom lip. “Once I start you’ll be begging me not to stop.” he says, throwing her words back at her.

“Well.” she breathes. “If you think you’re up for it.”

“I think you need a thorough fucking and I’m just the man to do it.” he tells her as he pulls her off the barstool and then proceeds to back her against the bar.

“You’re certainly confident.” she purrs, reaching out to caress the growing bulge in his pants.

“I’ve been watching you all evening and unless you’re just a cock tease you want me as much as I want you.” he tells her. “I’ve been imagining ways to take you the entire evening.”

“And which way have you decided would be best?”

He moves her hand. “Dirty.” he whispers as he steps even closer to her, invading her personal space. He brushes her hair away from the side of her neck and then leans in placing a few sloppy kisses where her hair has been. Lorenzo’s mouth is scorching against her ivory skin, setting her aflame.

Her lips meet his in a matter of seconds, she pushes her tongue inside his mouth rubbing it against his in a heated fury. Lorenzo’s hands skim down to her hips, working the fabric of her skirt up. He grabs her left leg and wraps it around his waist, lightly pressing his hips to hers. Skye lets out a soft moan as she fells his arousal pushing against her.

Lorenzo drags his lips away from hers and down her neck, leaving a trail of fire in his path. Suddenly he stops his actions and lifts her other leg around him. He carries her over to the roulette table and sits her atop.

Lorenzo runs his hands up her thighs and underneath the material of her skirt. His fingers hook into the sides of her panties, she lifts herself up as he slides the thin, wet material down her thighs and off her body. Immediately his fingers begin to explore her, spreading her slick petals apart.

“How did you manage to get so incredibly wet?” he asks, licking her ear while his fingers caress her.

“Must be the company.” she rasps as he slips a finger inside her heat.

He crushes his lips to hers, violently attacking her mouth in a series of smoldering hot kisses as he adds another finger inside her. Skye threads her hands through his hair, pulling him against her. Ever so slowly her hands slip down to his shoulders, pushing his blazer off.. Lorenzo halts his movements and pushes her skirt up until it’s around her waist. He grabs her right hand and shoves it between her legs.

“Show me what you like.” he commands, sitting down in the chair in front of her.

“Kinky.” she smiles. “I like that.”

“I’m sure you do.”

Skye runs her hand up over her thigh, caressing her skin softly, slowly she caresses inward until her fingers find the slickness between her thighs. She spreads her legs a little further apart, sliding two of her fingers up and down the length of her sex. After lubricating her folds with her wetness her own touch becomes more intense.

Lorenzo feels his erection swell even more as he watches her unabashedly pleasuring herself. He places his hands on her inner thighs, caressing her skin. Her eyes pierce his as she performs for him.

The rate of her breathing increases as she begins massaging her clit. She can feel her body temperature rising. She slips two of her fingers into her hot passageway, slowly driving them in and out. A few soft moans escape her lips as she begins forcing her fingers frantically in and out of her own body.

Unable to hold herself up any longer Skye lowers herself against the roulette table so that her back is firmly against the table. The palm of her hand rubs against her swollen clit. Her hips arch up off the table meeting the plunges of her own fingers, intensity keeps building and building and finally she hits her peak. Her body begins to quiver as her velvet walls contract mercifully around her fingers.

After her orgasm subsides she rubs the fingers up and down the length of her sex, spreading the warmth. Skye removes her hand and promptly licks her fingers before returning to her sitting position. Before Lorenzo can respond Skye is on the floor in front of him, undoing his shirt. She trails several kisses down his muscular chest until she comes to his pants. He seems to be in a daze until he feels her undoing his pants.

Her hand delves into his pants, retrieving an extremely potent arousal. “Wonderful.” she comments.

“You like what you see?”

A smiles plays across her lips. “Very much.” she tells him. “I can’t wait to for you to fuck me.”

“I can’t wait to fuck you.” he replies.

Skye pulls herself up off the floor and straddles him. He pulls at her top until he gets it off, placing several kisses on the swell of her breasts. She snakes a hand in between them, wrapping it firmly around his shaft, stroking his thickness with a closed fist. Skye pushes him away from her breasts and against the back of the chair as she continues to pump him, she uses the opposite hand to caress the warm sacs between his legs. Her strokes get harder and Lorenzo bites his bottom lip. Suddenly she stops, she places her hands on either side of the back of the chair and begins to grind herself against him.

“Oh, fuck!” he moans.

“You like that?” Skye asks.

“Yes, you’re so wet.” Lorenzo says as he runs his hand down in between them, trying to push his way inside of her. “Come on, baby, let me fuck you.”

“Patience.” she whispers.

She makes her way off his lap and down on the floor between his legs. She brings the tip of his arousal up to her lips, licking away the bead of moisture on the tip. She places sultry, wet kisses on the underside of his shaft before taking the head into her mouth. Her tongue swirls around the tip and she begins to suck lightly at first and then harder before pulling him out of her mouth and licking him all over.

His hands grab fist fulls of her hair as she takes him in her mouth again. Skye holds the base of his thickness with one hand as she fondles his balls with the other. She sucks on him hard, his hips buck forward as she takes more and more of him into her mouth until he’s all the way down her throat. The muscles of her throat contract around him as she bobs up and down. The grip on her hair gets tighter and his hips lift up off the chair. He moans loudly as spurts of cum shoot down her throat.

Lorenzo’s grip loosens on her hair and she releases him from her mouth. “That was just what I needed.”

“I’m glad you enjoyed it.” she replies as she gains to her feet.

He reaches out and rips her skirt off, leaving her in only her bra. “Get back on the table.” he demands and she does just as he asks.

Lorenzo moves the chair closer to the table and pulls her hips forward toward the edge. He scoots up so that he is sitting on the edge of the chair while she props her heels up on the back of the chair, giving him full access as she lays back against the table. Lorenzo’s fingers graze her lightly, coating himself with her wetness. He rubs her swollen clit with his thumb, making her breath catch in her throat before thrusting his fingers into her. Skye rocks her hips forward moving along with the rhythm of his fingers. She bites her lip trying to suppress the sounds of pleasure she knows she’s going to release, but it doesn’t work. She moans out in delight after tasting the copper from the blood she has drawn.

Lorenzo increases the pressure of his movements, forcefully moving his fingers in and out of her, “Does it feel good?”

“Yes.” she barely breathes out.

“Scream.” he encourages her. “Tell me how good it feels.”

“Heaven.” she breathes.

“Heaven?” he questions right before stopping his movements, but before she can protest he lowers his head between her legs, spreading them further apart, licking her entire sex.

Skye holds herself up with the palms of her hands pressed flatly onto roulette table. Watching as he teases her, she brings one of her hands up and threads it through his dark locks as his tongue continues to run over her most sensitive part. His lips enclose around her clit, sucking hard. “Lorenzo.“ she moans out.

Her hands continue to grip his hair as his tongue enters her, devouring her. Her none to subtle cries of ecstasy are music to his ears. His hand on her thigh moves back and fourth in slow strokes until he reaches the center of her desire, where his mouth has just vacated. His fingertips massage her clit, adding pressure before sliding back inside her.

His hot mouth covers her clit once again, sucking and licking as she bucks against him. Without warning he thrusts his tongue inside of her as deep as he can, he does this several times until he feels her tightening around him. He sucks her clit into his mouth one last time and then thrusts his tongue back into her. She comes hard and fast around his probing tongue, moaning incoherently.

Lorenzo pulls her down off the table and onto his lap, he rubs his cum coated tongue against hers letting her taste herself.

“We need a bed.” he tells her. “I wanna fuck you in Luke’s bed.”

TBC….