Buying the Virgin
Chapter 96: The Girl Who Was Hunted - Chapter Twelve
MICHAEL
Charlotte writhes, stretching and smiling, her green-grey eyes intense. “I think I’ll leave that to the masseur.”
Relaxing back, she lies framed by her sea of red hair, her skin very pale even against the white towel, spine arched, knees slightly akimbo. She gazes at me, lips slightly parted.
Jeez….
My cock twitches, balls pulling upwards.
I want to fuck your face, Babe…. Get my cock into that beautiful mouth…. Spill over your tongue and watch you lap it up.…
Locking with her eyes all the while, I oil my hands, rubbing my palms well to warm up.
I start at her feet, manipulating the toes, gliding through to her ankles before working her calves with the heel of my hand.
Her breathing is slow and deep….
Do I do the whole thing….?
…. let’s see what she wants…
Moving upwards to her thighs, I work the muscles deeply as she begins to tremble, a shuddering that rises from her pelvis, transmitting through her flesh to my fingers….
And I can almost see her growing wetter….
Should I take the towel away….?
…No, not yet…. make her wait….
I skip to the far reach of her body.
Still sitting with one hip balanced by her on the bench, pressing the pads of my fingers against either side of her temples, I circle the skin behind her ears. Skimming behind to the base of her skull, I lift her slightly at the neck, and she arches into my massage/caress. Sliding up into her hair, I work her scalp, all the time her breathing deepening, and now, quickening….
I’ll make you gasp soon, Baby…
Her eyelids begin to flutter. “Don’t relax too much,” I say.
She opens her eyes again, slightly showing her teeth in a semi-smile…
Time to fire up….
“Look at me…”
back, her eyes widen to meet with
to her shoulders, kneading through to her muscles with fingers and thumb, bending to nibble at the delicate skin of her neck. Her breath hitches and she turns, reaching up to kiss the side of my face, her hand sliding into my hair
pants
Fuck the massage….
of my hands, mouthing at a nipple. I suckle gently, and it puckers and tightens between my lips, hardening when I nibble. She whimpers softly, beginning to
from the oil. I glide a palm down across her stomach, over the vee of her
you, Babe,
further, she is slick and warm. Testing her pussy, she quivers under my hand as I briefly
bottoms and tee-shirt. I don’t want to do anything
two of us, and I’m careful as I settle atop her. Her thighs part wide for
my arms under her, lifting her a little, pulling her into my embrace. As I ease my cock inside her, she
murmur. “We can’t be too noisy
She nods, smiling dreamily.
just want me inside you, Babe,
slowly within her, not yet thrusting, but working up her arousal. She sighs and trembles, rocking gently with me, matching my tempo
come, Babe? In this
I don’t think so….
No pressure then….
needs the closeness. All the while I work her body, fuck her with my cock, her eyes are open, gazing into
kiss me. “My Golden
that from, Babe? No-one
base of my cock, balls abruptly tight, I spurt into her, once, twice, her
away. “Sorry. Didn’t mean to
doesn’t speak, simply
Yeah…. she’s fine now.
“Let’s go find James.”
*****
CHARLOTTE
blue eyes, brown eyes, scars, black hair, long beards, goatee beards, clean-shaven, bald, sharp-eyed, dull; hundreds of them. On the laptop, I set the gallery of strangers
bearing a tray
“Oh, lovely. Yes, thanks.”
over
sure now, I would recognise someone I knew. It was so long ago. I was just a kid, and…. and I think I’m going blind
just random strangers they’re
think they’re suspects in people trafficking cases, but there’s so many