The saddest notion in the world is a woman not aware of her own beauty. Yes, I’ve said when in France…. When in India… When in Peru… Japan… and all the way down a long line of places.
I’ve met.
I’ve conquered.
I’ve left them crying, but with a renewed understanding of just how beautiful they are. But Luxury presents a new challenge for me. Unlike any other woman I’ve been acquainted with, I’ve had to seek her out.
Chase her.
Then it all goes back to her utter disbelief that she isn’t the most gorgeous gift in the world. Other women have unwrapped themselves for me. But this rare jewel is different.
From the follicles of Lux’s dark, reddish-brown hair, to her brains, to that beautiful heart inside of her perky breasts, she is beautiful. From her tiny waist, to an ass and hips that are stacked just right, she makes me salivate. Even her preposterously white glossed toes are pretty. It’s time to teach this cheeky girl a thing or two. Since she’s utilized her mouth to deny me on a few occasions, I decide to see what else that beautiful mouth of hers can do.
As Lux sits on my lap, moaning to just the feel of my big hands against her soft, warm body, my member strains against my trousers. It’s determined to have her now. With each woman, there is a certain level of foreplay required. This one hasn’t yet begged me for this dick. She soon will.
My fingers entwine within her thick, silky hair, wishing they were the crazy curls from earlier. The ponytail holder is tossed over my shoulder, and she gasps as I quickly mess up each and every one of her neatly placed tresses. Nonetheless, I delight in the citrusy, floral fragrance of her freshly shampooed hair. After enjoying the feel, and how her body seems to rock steady on my cock while I massage her scalp, I grab onto the hair at the nape of her neck, pulling downward. Lux’s chin comes up in response, giving me all the access, I need. I seize those plush, pillowed lips of hers. Kissing the top one, and then the bottom. My tongue dives into her mouth for a taste. Her back arches at, whiles warm sweetness pushes downward onto my dick.
Luxury wanted the radio on and the lights off when we first stepped inside. Her eyes had gone instinctively to the surround sound system and light system upon arrival.
No. This is as my father had stated. Dynamics. The prey must be presented the perfect situation. So, no. I needed the light. The circular dimensions of her body motivate me, and the sound of Luxury’s whimpering is a must.
As soon as my lips part from Lux, she has the notion to speak, so I place my mouth back over hers. I’ve learned from the start, one minute after reading her, Luxury doesn’t know what she wants. That’s why she disobeyed me by donning such an ugly dress this evening.
Now, music is always a good choice to put a woman in the mood, but Lux’s sigh is a melody within my ear. So, I allow her body to sing to me for a while longer. I take my time in unwrapping my present from her panties and bra.
“Kneel.”
Her reaction comes without words–how incredible. Lux’s eyes never leave mine as her tiny body practically melts against mine. She gets onto the floor, more submissive than I deemed possible for the chattering little one.
Providing a half smile, she unzips my trousers. Her eyes widen when removing my manhood from the clutches of my white Burberry underwear. Her tongue is warm, wet and slick as it grazes the tip of my dick. Her eyes are still on mine as if seeking my absolute approval. When her mouth finally closes around my penis, my head almost falls back. Damn, it feels so good. Luxury gets a rhythm of tongue twirls and swirls. She licks and sucks gently then gets vigorous, sucking and tightening her tonsils around the head of my cock. She murmurs and takes in my cum. I can feel her enjoyment.
A baritone sigh seeps past my parted lips. My dick falls against my trousers and finally my head falls back.
Spent and full of my seed, Luxury rests her head on my lap. For a while we’re both content with just this moment. My fingers twine around her hair, just enough to let Lux know she’s done well. About 5 minutes later, and still fully clothed. I lift up my bare black diamond and take her into the bedroom.
“Hands and knees,” I tell Lux after placing her onto the fresh sheets.
Luxury does my bidding on the bed. She places her hands down at request. Her back arches and my eyes not only take in her round ass, but also gather a glimpse of her sweet, wet pussy. My heavy hand goes to the small of her back, pushing it inward slightly, creating art. Her ass toots up even more and the jewel I will soon possess becomes visible. Damn, it’s soaking wet and waiting.
Looking back, Luxury bites her lips and watches me. I'm like a predator seeking out my prey, and fight to maintain control as I undress. I slip on a condom. Then I reach down and kiss her lips again. She’s prey once more, sighing as she takes in my muscular, naked body.
Luxury becomes fearful as her eyes land on the thick length of my manhood. Lux doesn’t look ready for every bit of my tool as her wide–and very chatty mouth– once was, but I place my hands on her hips, and plunge right into her pussy. She’s tighter than expected, and more desirable than I could’ve imagined. My fingers grip her ass, as my thrust become quicker, and then reach for her neck and push her head down more. The effect has her vagina gripping my dick even tighter. I take to looking at my piece as it glides back and forth, ultra-wet from her juices. Lux’s back begins to arch even more, and she rides out her first orgasm. Damn, that was quick. Now her pussy is still in the makings of being amazingly molded and sculpted, just for me.
The way Lux releases her second orgasm makes me addicted to pleasing her. That sound, that squinted face of hers captivates and encourages me. I calculate the movements and flip her around. Lux’s legs come up to my chest. I glide back inside her sweet heaven. She’s as ambidextrous as I require. I quickly kiss each and every one of her sexy toes, then cross her legs at the ankle, and push her legs toward her body, making it fold in half. I continue at it until I’ve let out the frustration of Luxury’s disobeying me and obtained my goal. That face, again.
Orgasm number four seems to have Lux in one of those drunken states. Slick legs tremble as if my penis was her first shot of heroine. She screams, “Yes, yess… Victorrrrr.”
Finally, her legs rest on my shoulders. I pick her up and push her toward the headboard and take it slow for the long haul.
“Please,” Lux begins to appeal to some shred of humanity that she believes I still have.
Fuck that. I want her to cum for me again, and this sex is too good. So, I continue to concentrate. There will be no quick nut on her part this time.
“I need it… Vic… Vic… I neeeeeeeed that…” Luxury’s voice is sweeter than honey, softer than silk. She begs for me to go harder and faster again, and even grabs my ass cheeks in an attempt to take control.
It’s easy to ignore her pleas. Killing the pussy softly is my mission.
Then I find that exact second, the exact time to strike. Her warm brown eyes begin to mist. She cries out. At that very moment my cum explodes inside the sheath of Luxury’s sexy body.
Damn.
My body instantly weakens, and I fall into her. Again vulnerable, for the second time tonight. But I share this with her for a second, as Lux smiles and sniffles back tears.
“Don’t…” she speaks as I move.
“Never,” I tell her. I allow one of my legs to fall over the side of Lux’s hips so I don’t crush her body with my weight. She desires to be cuddled, so I wrap my arms around her.
The soft rise and fall of Luxury’s breasts awaken me. Sleeping with women never sits right with me. Usually, I’m up and considering my next mission–having completed the one I’m on. X-Member’s always come first. Even before being a Royal Duke. That is until now. But as for killing her father.
Maybe I will.
Maybe I won’t.
With Miss Whitson, I’ve broken all the rules. I wasn’t even supposed to fuck her tonight. Only make her beg for it in order to give her smart mouth something else to do.
I sleep until 4 am, move past her greedy little arms that want to forever be loved, and take to a suede chaise lounge right across from her. Instead of closing the thick drapes, I watch her sleep peacefully.
At first light, the sun creeps in and highlights the ample shape of Luxury’s body. So tiny...so curvaceous...so vulnerable. The sun’s glow highlight’s those beautiful freckled diamonds against her body. At this exact moment, I confirm that Whitson will not die on my watch. Killing Doctor Whitson would have been as easy as sniping him through an open window. I’ll be saving both Whitsons’ lives after the requestor has grown weary of waiting, now that will be my newest and most welcomed challenge.