Masked Seduction – Part 3

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I try not to shake as his hands slip over my shoulders, his body close to mine while he watches me, his mask now gone, abandoned somewhere on our journey between the ballroom and here. A dark room that smells of him, musk, cut grass, and mint. How can I possibly know that already? My heart is hammering at a hundred miles an hour and I feel like I might not survive being observed like this for much longer.He lowers the fastening on the side of my dress, as he did before, and I feel it slip from my shoulders and whisper down over my hips to pool on the floor once more. I try to breathe, but all I can manage is shallow breaths and I pray he doesn’t notice.”Sasha, I’m not going to hurt you.”He walks around behind me and my shoulders instantly tense, my arms fighting with my brain not to cover my breasts from his sight. I keep them Pendik escort bayan clamped to my sides. I want to run and hide, but at the same time my feet are glued to the luxurious carpet beneath them. “Breathe, my darling.” His hands slip over my waist and pull me gently backward into his firm form, his lips once more connecting with my throat. I feel my nipples harden to stiff, sensitive peaks in the cool air of the room, and they ache as his hands come up to cup my breasts, his teeth scraping over my neck softly, making me hiss through gritted teeth before breathing deeply once more. “Good girl, that’s it.””I’m… I don’t–“The words are whispers, lost into the darkness before they’ve begun as his lips caress my shoulder and then down over my arm to my hand where I look down to find him Escort Beykoz kneeling at my feet. I can’t help myself but push my fingers through the dark, luxurious curls of his hair, like silk, as he rises before me again.”I’m scared.”He smiles warmly as he stands before me, my hands on his shoulders. “I’ll never hurt you, Sasha. Just remember to breathe.”I whimper as a hand slips over my tummy, down between my thighs, in one elegant and masterful movement. My hands tighten on his shoulders and his gentle fingers find my core, making my back arch into him, my pelvis pressing into his hand.”Yes, Sasha.”Before I know what I have done, I have kissed him. My lips claim his more forcefully than before as he uses me, his finger pressing into me, circling around me, his tongue joining mine in battle Cevizli escort as my free hand struggles with the buttons of his shirt, finally releasing it. He shrugs it off, and his jacket, in one easy movement. Releasing me for just a moment, his hands make quick work of the fastenings of his trousers which fall to his feet as I drop, on shaking legs, to my knees.”May I?” I reach forward toward the waistband of his underwear, looking up into his green gaze, the colour of emeralds. He nods shortly, his fingers gently  tangling in the waves of my hair.He’s a man assured of his masculinity as I unveil his length, already rigid, the tip of him thick and glistening just slightly. My hand encircles him tentatively and I hear a hiss, echoing my reaction from earlier as his fingers tighten just fractionally in my hair. I look up again to find his eyes closed. My inhibitions disappear as my lips descend, his length slipping into my mouth with little effort, the saltiness of him invading my senses alongside the scent of him that I have already come to adore. How, in such a short space of time, has he managed to ensnare me so?

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