Chapter 8 Needs

• Kira
• My aunt and her husband have gone on a trip, apparently Kyrios Alexandros paid a cruise for a month to all his employees and their families. Aunt Yulia invited me to go with them, but I refused. I put my job at the orphanage as an excuse, but the real reason is another.
• I'm obsessed with Patrick Amíntoros. I can't get him out of my head. Theos, what a man! He spent up my monthly orgasm quota in just a day!
• I haven't heard from him in over a week. I know he is back in the Villa because all the people comment that something very ugly is going on. The fishermen claim to have seen Kyrios Alexandros himself patrolling the southern side with a group of men who look like CIA agents, something is awfully
• wrong.
• I' ve tried to entertain my mind with work, I even went out a couple of nights to the local bar in search of a releaf , but it’s pontless. I can't stop thinking about him and no other man gets my libido out of control in the same way.
• I'm screwed
• 000
• My cell phone rings and rings and rings. I groan under the duvets, reaching for it.
• Who are you and what the fuck do you want? - I bark
• Are you grumpy,little girl?- He laughs in my ear. -
• Haven' t you found someone to meet your needs?
• Thongs and Aphrodite! I was going to skin alive the person stupid enough to call me at... I look at the clock... eleven-fifty at night, but oh, it's him. Theos! His velvety voice
• purred in my ear and I’ve got so wet.
• I compress my lips. Play carefully Kira.
• How did you get my number?- I ask, giving a neutral tone to my voice.
• Your aunt was... kind enough to give it to me.
• I don' t believe it.
• Aunt Yulia knows that she shouldn't give my number to anyone, if I don't give it to that person myself it's because that person doesn't interest me. What did you do to get it, did you torture her?
• He huffs in my ear. Oh... sexy!
• No, of course not. But I can be... - His voice drops an octave in a guttural whisper and my crotch starts shaking. -... very persuasive.
• I bite my lip.
• What are you wearing, wench?- He asks.
• Theos, phone sex? Yes, yes please! I play hard to get.
• A chastity belt.- I answer him in a sexy whisper.
• Mmm, the girl in the iron thong, I like it. Can I try to remove it with the tip of my tongue?
• Oh!
• I lead my hand that isn’t holding my cell phone down between my legs and start carescaressings the moisture and warmth there. My breathing becomes ragged.
• Don't touch yourself yet.
• How does he know I'm touching myself? Is he spying on me? I get out of bed, putting down my cell phone, going to the open window, closing it and drawing the curtains.
• Are you there? - He asks.
• Yes, I’m here.
• You didn't answer my question... What are you wearing, little girl?
• Absolutely nothing.- it’s the truth, tonight I wanted to sleep in the nude.
• He hisses through his teeth and I grin. Apparently he has been thinking about me too, to the point of asking my aunt for my number. What a susrprise.
• What about you, Mr. Amíntoros, what are you wearing?
• Well, the same as always, unfortunately. My clothes are... a kind of uniform.
• I’d already noticed that. He always wears the same style, going completely in black.
• Are you in your bed? - purres seductively.
• Yes.
• I would like to see you... but you made it very clear, you prefer sex with strangers.
• That's right.
• What do you think if we pretend we don't know each other? That would be interesting.
• -Agreed! You have called the wrong number. Bye.- I hang up.
• Take that Patrick!
• I laugh like a hysterical hyena. Oh, that he didn't expect. I compress my lips, I' ve ruined the possibility of phone sex but it was worth it.
• Who does he think he is? Talking about me to his boss, disappearing without a trace and now calling like nothing’s happened, at this hour of the night. Fool. I settle back on the pillow with a sigh.
• The bad thing about this situation is that his voice has made me horny, again. Should I touch myself? The thought is depressing. What I need is a cock, a very hard one. Oh yeah. I close my eyes.
• My doorbell rings and rings and rings. Fuck! Aren’t they going to let me sleep?! I get out of bed, put on a negligee, and don't even bother with my underwear, heading downstairs, I open the door and... Oh, if I was wearing thongs they would burst to flames to the ground. Patrick Amíntoros looks at me with an arsonist's face.
• Patrick
• I promised myself I wouldn't do this. I'm not the kind of guy who chaces women.Immortal women are too cold, too calculating and humans are too fragile, they tend to be easily scared, they are intimidated by my seriousness. But this one… this girl is able to keep up with me quite well. I suspect that she is one of the few women capable of bearing the
• full weight of my sickest desires and even have the daring of asking for more. It's like I told my Lord on the phone the other day… she's perfect.
• Have you lost something, Mr. Amíntoros? - She asks flirtatiously, wearing a transparent excuse for a gown, with very thin straps, the fabric has embroidery. Her posture denotes impudence. One of her hands rests on her hip while leaning against the door frame on the elbow of the other.
• I can smell her. She' s been horny all night, the dampness between her legs isn’t fresh but the heat in her lower belly turned on as soon as she opened the door. Her small breasts are hard and her nipples point in my direction without the slightest shame.
• I' m right. In another time she would have been a perfect courtesan.
• You shouldn't have cut my call, wench.- I answer through my teeth.
• Oh shouldn't I have? Now... what are you going to do about it?
• She knows what I've come for. I came to fuck her and she can't wait for me to do it.
• I kiss her, sticking my tongue down her throat, she growls against my mouth, brushing her pubis against my erection. I push her into her apartment
• shutting the door with
• my foot. For a moment I ponder the possibility of fucking her against the door but I dismiss the idea.
• This tigress in heat requires a good act of vandalism. I place my hand on the back of her neck breaking the kiss and looking into her eyes. She bites her lip, smiling slowly. You've earned it, wench!
• What am I going to do? - I ask ironically.- I'm going to give you the stud you asked for.
• I gently turn her around, untill her back is glued to my torso, making her kneel and support her weight on her hands. I pull up the embroidered hem of her robe, revealing her luscious behind. It’s heart-shaped, firm and fleshy… I like it too fucking much. I caress one of her buttocks, while she turns her neck to look at me over her shoulder. I squeeze her other buttock between my fingers and she sighs.
• I' ve noticed you are a very quiet girl. You come without making the slightest noise. I like challenges. My mission from now on is making you moan, at loud.
• I spank her slowly and squeeze her butt cheek again with my fingers. Her sex is so wet that her juices run down her thighs. I caress her other buttock, hitting her gently, digging my fingers into her skin again.
• I direct my fingers to her wet sex, penetrating her with two of them. She is more than ready, I suspect that if I move them a couple of times she’ll come around my fingers, but my intention is to torture her. A bit.
• I pull my fingers out of her and she protests with a growl, okay, we're making progress. I put my index and middle fingers in her mouth and she sucks on them greedily. The bitch licks and even bites them.
• I give her a quick spanking. Her breathing gets ragged. I unbutton my pants, spread her legs wide and push inside her.
• Holy Buddha!
• She's so delicious I almost come. I let go of the back of her neck, putting both my hands on her hips. Her waist is so small that my hands completely surround her.
• I fill her to the bottom, fucking her mercilessly.
• Kira
• Neither Aphrodite nor thongs!
• Patrick Amíntoros is my new god. I worship him on my hands and knees as he fucks me like the world is going to end today. His member is so hard inside me and goes so deep that I think it might melt my G-spot.
• I bite my lip, moving my hips in search of his thrusts, he didn't lie, he is fucking me like a stallion would his filly. And I love it.
• You're really good at this, Mr. Amíntoros. -I stammer.
• Not so good, if you continue coherent.
• He begins to spank my buttocks viciously, as if he hates me. Theos! It's wonderful.
• Patrick
• My hand leave her hips, seeking her hardened nipples, my mouth is watering, but this position doesn’t allow me to taste them. I squeeze her breasts with my hands gently, causing her to arch her back. Mmm, she’s close. I caress her abdomen with my hands, until I reach her pubis, I Keep one of my palms on her waist and with the fingers of the other hand I pinch her clitoris.
• She explodes. Her body stiffens, her back tenses, she gasps loudly and she moans as she rhythmically contracts around me. I give her the hardest pank of all and she growls. I spit on my fingers, then shove two up her butt. Without stopping my moving inide her.
• Rather, I increase the speed of my movements, spanking her once more. She comes again. And this time she does moan, loudly. Her moans are ragged and her entire body convulses. Finally she lets out a scream, falling to the floor, completely spent. Her face pressed to the cold tyles.
• I continue completely hard inside her, but do remove my fingers from her arse.