Page 72 of Loving the Enemy
“Bring it on, baby,” he says, and the sultry, wanting expression I see on his face gives me the confidence I need to proceed.
I hold his hands together and wrap the tie around them. Then, with the end of the tie that is longer, I pull his hands up over his head and secure the tie to the bed. I remove his boxers, and now he is lying completely naked and helpless before me. Hot damn, he looks so sexy. I crawl back on top of him. I kiss his neck and again work my way down his torso toward the long streak of black hair that is a direct line to his very erect penis. I lick along his pelvic bone, purposely avoiding his cock. I know it’s where he wants me, with every buck of his hips, but I’m not done playing.
“Zaira, sweetheart, you keep this up and I swear I’m gonna spank your ass.”
“Really?” I ask, and the thought of him spanking me sends shivers down my spine. I think I would like that.
I can’t take the teasing anymore, and my mouth descends on his cock. He moans with pleasure, causing me to moan. My moan vibrates around him, and he growls at me. As I continue to lick and suck him, he moves against my mouth. I’m empowered that I have him at my mercy. I move my hand to his thigh and inch it to his balls. I massage them while I continue to suck him from base to tip.
He groans. “Oh God, baby, don’t stop.”
I couldn’t stop now even if I wanted to, and I feel him tense. He shoots his seed in my mouth, and I take in every drop. When he’s done, I lick him clean and lick my lips.
Crawling back up his body, I nuzzle his neck. He’s breathing heavy, and I revel in the feel of him. “Uh, Zaira? Are you gonna untie me, babe?”
I giggle. “Oops, forgot about that,” I say as I untie him.
The second he is loose, Michael flips me over, and his lips come crashing down onto my mouth. He’s kissing me deeply as his body blankets my own. He’s hard again as his cock nestles at my core. He teases me, rubbing himself against my pussy’s lips.
“Michael, please,” I beg.
“Oh, so who’s begging now?” He teases, and in one swift thrust, he’s balls deep inside me. He continues to thrust into me harder and harder each time, my hips trying to keep up. Our bodies are slick with sweat as we continue this sweet erotic rhythm. I know I’m close when my pussy clenches around him, and I call out his name. Michael comes too, and my orgasm combined with his consumes me.
“Holy shit, babe, you are fucking amazing! You can tie me up anytime you want, darling.” He rolls off of me and pulls me against him.
I snuggle closer and say teasingly, “You’re not so bad yourself, Don Vitali!”
He laughs and holds me. It doesn’t take long for his exhaustion to catch up with him and I hear him softly snoring. The sound is comforting, and I quickly fall fast asleep.
***
When I wake, Michael is gone. I’m slightly disappointed, but I know it’s a busy time for him. I quickly get ready for work. I still can’t believe I actually have a job. Once I’m dressed and ready to go, I make my way to the dining room. Everyone has already eaten, so I quickly grab a muffin and step outside. Gio, my new bodyguard, is waiting outside for me to take me into the city.
When I get to my floor at Bella Celeste, Laurel greets me with a smile. “Good morning. Zaira.”
“Good morning, Laurel,” I reply.
She follows me into my office and says, “We had to bail Rachel out of jail last night.”
I stop in my tracks. “What?”
“Seems our top model decided she wanted some Victoria’s Secret underwear and felt she didn’t have to pay for them,” she says.
“You’ve got to be kidding me?” I shake my head. “She makes over six figures a year.” I am completely flabbergasted by this.
“Oh, Zaira, this stuff happens all the time. When I was with the other firm, we had to bail a model out of jail for stealing a banana from a fruit stand. She wasn’t even embarrassed by the ordeal.”
I shake my head in disbelief.
“You meet all kinds in this business,” Laurel says. “It can be insufferable at times, as you can expect. You’ll meet a lot of superficial people. But then, there are the ones who are really smart, really hardworking, and are some of the most creative people I have ever met.”
“Oh, I have a lot to learn.”
“Which is what you have me for,” she says proudly.
