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Voyeurism
Dante
“Elephant’s my safe word,” she whispered.
Her soft breath on mine and the way her eyes changed from heated to full of mirth in an instant had me knowing it’d be mine too. “Why? Because we can’t have an elephant in the room and enjoy ourselves?”
“Exactly.” She nodded.
I kissed her then, soft and gentle, the way I needed to right then. My mind was tumbling down the same rabbit hole of connecting with her, of wanting her, of falling in love with her. I swirled my tongue around her mouth, tasted her sweet lip gloss, and held her neck as my other hand worked her pussy. Her nails dug into my shoulders.
By the time Leonardo walked over, I’d pushed her legs apart so she was spread eagle on the first step. Then my hand inched up her stomach to her neck and pushed it down onto the curve of the cement.
“Tell Leonardo who you belong to.”
“You. Dante. I belong to you.”
“And tell him what your ass was thinking bringing another man into my hotel and into my pool.” She whimpered as I pinched her clit. “Go on, Lilah. Tell him what you could have possibly been thinking.” When I slowed my movements, she clawed at my wrist. I knew I’d have marks in the morning and smiled down at her. “You don’t answer, you don’t get to come.”
Her eyes narrowed, and she rolled her hips as she gave in to me. “Fine. I was thinking I wanted someone to fuck because I shouldn’t have been thinking about fucking you. God, I’m a slut for your hand, your cock, everything. I want you always.”
“Mm,” I hummed low. “That’s right. Such a good little slut for me, though. Look at you riding my hand like it’s the best thing you’ve had in your pussy. But we know that’s not right, huh?”
“Oh, God,” she moaned when I curled my fingers into her G-spot.
I lowered my mouth to her clit. I wanted to taste how wet she was. She drenched my face right above the water and bucked off the step as I sucked. Sweet as strawberries, and a little salty too. Her hands went to her own tits and rolled them around. Her whole body arched when I slid another finger in and let my last one probe her ass.
She couldn’t have held on to her orgasm if she tried. The picture of her hitting her high was that of a phoenix catching fire. She screamed and burst in beauty and flames for both Leonardo and me to see, soaking my face with her come. It dripped down my chin and tasted sweeter than heaven.
As her muscles relaxed, I stared up at her. She was about to shrink back; I felt her putting her walls back up immediately.
Grabbing her waist when she was so pliant made flipping her over fairly easy. I walked us deeper and deeper into the pool, until the water lapped at the middle of her waist. That would be perfect. Without saying anything, I turned her hips and then lifted her up so that they aligned right at the edge of the pool. “Bend and hold yourself over that edge, Lamb.”
She listened so well. Immediately, her ass was out for me to see, her legs and feet dangling in the water while she propped her upper half up on her elbows. I didn’t want her to have any leverage against me.
I’d take her hanging off the edge of this pool.
“Dante, I don’t think I can take anymore,” She said over her shoulder.
“Is that so?” I gripped her ass with one hand and then slid my other hand up her back so that I could push her down further onto the cement. She moved her elbows and hissed as the cool surface hit her stomach and tits. I gripped her hair and positioned myself just behind her, my chest against her back. “You want to stop, you use that word.”
My dick was already nestled against her ass, and she pushed back into me. I pulled it from my shorts and dragged it against her slit under the water. She shuddered and moaned.
“Tell me you want it. Tell Leo you want him to watch and enjoy.” I felt her nodding under the grip I had in her hair. “Use your words, Lilah.”
“Jesus.” Her breaths came fast. “Fuck me, okay? And Leo better enjoy the show.”
Leo’s eyes met mine in question and I growled because I knew what he was asking silently. I was going to give Lilah everything tonight, even if it meant letting another man see me fucking her. I nodded to him but grunted out, “Step back.”
He did so as he unbuttoned his trousers. His hand was on his dick in front of her then, far enough away that I knew he wouldn’t be able to touch her, that he was only witnessing me own her and her own me.
She murmured a string of curses as she realized what was going on. Her head had turned to watch him pumping himself slowly in front of her.