Chapter 7 Confessions Of A Libertine

• Patrick I would like to lie and say that ours was a quick and joiless fuck... but no. We kissed like we were a pair of hungry wolves, the girl stuck her tongue down my throat and I bit her lower lip.
• In three pulls I took off all my clothes and pulled her out from under the white sheet. I kept kneeling on the mattress and directed her to straddle me. She took a fleeting look at the size of my erect member while bit her lip. She climbed onto me and I entered her in one fluid motion,
• she was so wet I went inside her easily then she brought her arms around my neck.
• I held her by the buttocks, squeezing each one in my hands and guided her to move at my pace. Her juices wet my thighs, her hips rose and fell causing the delicious friction of our sexes, I raised one of my hands and anchored it to her neck, caressing her skin there with my fingers and nails. Her succulent breasts bounced with each of her movements, I moved my lips away from her chin and closed them on one of her pink nipples. She arched her back and I increased the speed of my thrusts, going deeper and rawer, pushing myself further into her.
• I squeezed her buttock hard with my hand and then gave her a quick spank.
• Oh, she came. She came so hard, I could feel her muscles clenching my member inside her. Still, she didn't let out the smallest of moans, not a squeak, not even a sigh. Her ragged breathing and the rhythmic spasm of her internal muscles were the only evidence of her orgasm.
• Mhhhh. - I knew you would be a good fuck, Amíntoros.- She whispered against my neck. Runed her tongue over my neck and smiled like a satisfied fox, looking into my eyes.
• You made me come in record time, I'm surprised.
• She licks her lips with pleasure and I watch her. This will be interesting.
• Are you satisfied, wench? - I muttered between my teeth - Or are you still in the mood for more?
• She opened her wide eyes, giving me a calculatingly look.
• More.- she challenged me. - You aren´t satisfied either.
• No I'm not.
• Kira
• For Aphrodite's fucking thongs!
• I thought I knew what fucking really was, until Patrick Amíntoros pushed me on the mattress, spread my legs and forced me to keep them suspended up. One leaning against the wall, the other on his shoulder.
• I came. Hard.
• After that I got into the shower and seductively touched me while he was on the other side of the glass. He took me under the shower and banged me against the wall again. He held me by the hips while I wrapped my legs around him. The water dripped from his black hair and fell on my face, my firm breasts and my hard nipples. He looked at me with those dark eyes as he tortured my nipples with his expert fingers.
• This was what you asked for last night, girl. You wanted me to fuck you like a stud does his filly.
• Theos, did I say that?- I gasped as his pace quickened inside me.
• Yes, and I must say, I' m pleased to meet your demands.
• I came and finally he did too, growling a few times while exploding inside me. I could feel each of the spasms of his member in me. I must confess, there is nothing more erotic for me than feeling just that. That is the part of sex that I enjoy the most, even more than my own orgasms.
• I know, I'm a perverted bitch. What can I say? I am a bit addicted to sex with strangers.
• We dried off and I prepared a light lunch. Patrick didn't want to eat anything. On the contrary, as soon as I swallowed the last bite of my sandwich I was placed on the kitchen counter and we did it again.
• Fucking panties and fucking Aphrodite!
• Thank goodness this is an unimportant adventure, a one-night stands without commitment... well, a one day stand, because I have a feeling that if this goes on for much longer... Amíntoros wouldl ruin me for any other man.
• 000
• Everything’s in order, Sir. I was just calling to let you know I'll be spending a few days in the north side of the island.
• I wake up and the first thing I realize is that my mouth is dry. I wet my lips with my tongue, opening my eyes. Patrick is sitting right next to me on the sofa in the living room of my little apartment, he is completely naked and looking divine. That muscular body of his and the pose I have seen him adopt makes me suspect he is an ex-military or ex-policeman. He’s talking on his cell phone.
• I settle on the cushions devouring him with my eyes. Theos, what a sexy man! He' s a complete package, having a strong and defined body, a perverse face, a thong-
• warming voice
• and an unprecedented stamina in sex .As the saying goes... "Beware of the still waters... '' Translation The apparently quiet and innocent people are the ones who will catch you unawares and chase you with a saber! And for Aphrodite's thongs... What a saber! Even his member is beautiful.
• Yes, yes, everithing's good.- He looks at me and his expression changes, his eyes narrow and he seems to clench his jaw because I observe how a muscle jumps there.
• Has there been any progress with the witch?
• Witch? He means Yolie? I scowl at him.
• I'm glad things are going well. - He caresses my bare shoulder with his fingers, they are cold and are an incredible contrast against my warm skin.
• For my part, I had an interesting day ... last night I bumped into Yulia's niece and things ... rose quite a bit in tone between us.
• I swallow hard. Is he talking about me, to his boss? Really?
• Yes. It seems our luck has been changing lately. -He looks at me, biteing his lip. Yes she's perfect.
• Ah?
• If anything happens, call me on my cell phone not on the Villa number, I'm going to hang around town for a few days. - He hangs up, still directing his black gaze at me.
• Days... huh? In your fuckboy dreams!
• I get off the couch, waddling away from him. He smiles, looking at me amused.
• May I know where are you
• going, girl?
• To wash and get dressed. It's six in the afternoon, I still have time to go to the orphanage to help with the dinner schedule and then put the children to bed.
• All amusement has disappeared from his face, he looks at me completely serious, getting so still it seems like he’s not even breathing.
• I see you got the message. This was good, I must admit. You know what you do, but I' m the kind of woman who loves variety, I have sex with a stranger only once and I don' t repeat. I'm not looking for anything serious, just satisfing my needs. So... – I give him a shrug.
• He gets up from the couch and comes towards me very slowly. For a moment I shudder to think he could insist we do it again, but he comes right in front of me, looking at me with a stony expression, muttering under his breath.
• You can say all you want, wench, but you' ll have me between your legs sooner than you imagine.