every part of him is one fire, alight with the flame of desire that she lit the spark to. he hadn't expected her to want to touch him again anytime soon, had barely been touched in the years since his wife passed, and it's driving him to madness. the simple touch of her hand has his eyes closing initially, soft grunts leaving his lips as he forces himself to remain still and not eagerly thrust into her hand. "fuck, harriet." he breathes, gasping quietly when he feels her hand slide under his clothes, gripping him bear and causing his eyes to flash open so he could look at her. his groan becomes even louder when she speaks in spanish, hot desire coursing through him as he loses his composure, hips thrusting up into her hand. "is this alright?" he questions, seeking her permission for his hand on her breast, thumb brushing softly across her nipple. "you feel so fucking good, sweetheart."
Being wit him like this again reminds Harriet of that first night together. When she was so attracted to him it hurt. Even if she was still upset about what happened after they slept together - it was impossible not to realize how attractive Tomas is. Even the sound of his voice promising to earn her trust turns her on. Yet at the same time she needs to keep her resolve, not give into him right away. Although she doesn't mind the natural way his hands move over her body. He's the only man she's let touch her in years, even before her divorce. Other women may think she was insane for rebuffing his advances for turning him down. They would kill to have anyone fawn over them like he was doing now. Harriet pushed away the waistband of his boxers to wrap her hand around his cock, eagerly stroking him. "And someday you might," she whispered into his ear not wanting to lead him on. "Right now though you get what I give you Tomas." Then to make it even more sensual for him she switched to speaking Spanish, "I'll please you until you earn the right to please me again."
he nods his head at the little information she has to go off, thankful for the fact that he has plenty of contacts good at hacking and tracking people down to try and find holly and her mystery man. "i'll look into it." he snorts when she punches the pillow, amused at her annoyance when it came to her sister's husband. he watches her carefully as she moves closer, eyes closing under her touch for a brief moment before opening them again, meeting her own as their foreheads press together. he sighs quietly, moving one of his hands up to hold her wrist gently. "i can't make you any promises, either. i don't know if i can find her or if she's gonna be in a good situation. i'll look though. i'll get all of my people on it." he turns his head to kiss her palm, heart softening at her confession. it's then that he presses away the pillow wall, arm wrapping around her waist and drawing her into his chest. "i really fucking want you, harriet. gonna keep showing you as much until it sticks."
Although it seems she has moved on from the conversation about her sister Harriet can't forget the last thing he said. "He was a criminal, that's all I know. She wouldn't tell me anything else. Frankly I didn't want to know. It was her personal business and the less I knew the less likely I was to tell her shitbag husband. Because I would have just to piss him off." She sighs punching one of the pillows before turning to face Tomas. Considering his attraction to her she knew this was total manipulation but when it came to Holly she would do anything to just know she was alive at this point. "Tomas," she started before reaching to take his face in her hands pressing their foreheads together. "If you find my sister and somehow find a way for me to see her in person," she sighs closing her eyes briefly. "I can't promise anything but it would mean the world to me." She feels her eyes fill with tears again just at the thought of seeing Holly. "It will definitely thaw my cold fucking heart though. Too many people have just left me - now I have issues and baggage. You really want all of that, because that's all of me."
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he's not thrilled about the idea of babysitting the girl, but ray had been his friend a long time, and he'd always been sweet on lorna too. he knows that if the situations had been reversed and he was the one whose kid had been targeted, they would do the same for him. he turns when he hears her enter, blowing smoke out the window as he takes in every inch of her. gorgeous like her mother and bold like her father, he can't help but drag his eyes over her frame before snorting at her words. "they'll get over it. tell them to bill me for the smoke damage." he grumbles, eyes trained on her as she approaches. the last thing he expects is the gentle brush of her hand against his, inhaling softly as her lips wrap around where his previously were. it's a distraction he doesn't need, an attraction he shouldn't be feeling. "let's just keep that list to things that won't get you killed, huh?"
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The way her parents were over reacting about this situation was beyond insulting. Bea was an adult now which meant she was perfectly capable of taking care of herself. Yet instead of just being able to lay low for a couple days at her apartment a glorified baby sitter was sent to watch over her. At least it was someone decent to look at and not her older brother this time. "You know my parents would be pissed to know you're smoking in here." She challenges finally emerging from her bedroom finding him smoking by the window. There had been a tension between them that wasn't completely sexual but for her it would help make this situation more tolerable. Slowly she walked towards him maintaining eye contact as she delicately plucked the cigarette out of his hand and inhaled, tilting her head up as she exhaled before slowly turning to face him again. "But there's a lot of things I do that my parents don't know about." She whispered before taking another drag as she stared into his eyes.
he will always love his business, the raw thrill it gives him to teeter the line of danger constantly. it was something that arthur would be loathe to ever give up as long as he lived. though at that moment with belle's panties pulled to the side and that gorgeous pussy on display for him, there's little else in life that matters to him. "mad isn't exactly the word i'd use right now." he mutters, opening up his camera roll to snap a picture of her pussy. "how could i ever be made when you're looking so lovely for me?" his fingers reach forward, dragging down her slit as her snaps a couple more pictures, sliding two fingers inside her as he starts recording. "you're so fucking wet for me, babe."
his voice was loud, it took over the room. belle could not deny the fact that seeing him worked up like this attracted her too. he liked him sweet and loving, but this angry man? oh, she listened to him wanting, almost ready to touch herself. but she didn't. she kept waiting, like a good girl. god, how silly she felt when he turned to say he was sorry. she was old enough to not feel like this, but she melted for him. and she did exactly what he told her to do. she put her left hand down and pulled the black lacy panties to the side. and that made her cheeks and neck feel warmer than before. "are you still mad?" she asked softly, smiling at him, hoping he would not think of her as a freak for wanting this.
she can feel the air cool against her cunt, making her clench at the tease and the need to be touched by him. it had been her purpose after all, teasing him so that he would fuck her. like this. she moans softly as she feels him against her, grinning into the counter at his words. "that right? you would let everyone see me spread out for you like this?" she teases, though a moment later she's groaning, hand sliding forward against the counter as he fills her completely. "oh fuck, diego." she gasps quietly, fingers tightening n his hair as she kisses him again, waiting a moment before she starts rocking her hips back onto him. "yeah, i'm your slut. i haven't been able to stop thinking about fucking you all day." she kisses him again, moaning into his mouth to keep quiet.
diego had had enough. it was hard enough being at this block party and pretending he wasn't fucking his next door neighbor's wife, hard to pretend that every time their eyes caught, his cock didn't twitch with need. she was a tease. she was driving him MAD. the whole neighborhood was just outside these doors, out in the backyard, enjoying the bbq, talking about stupid things like the game and keeping up their lawns. and in the kitchen, he was shoving her against the counter, tugging her pants and panties down to her ankles and spreading her thighs. "i don't care," he growled, lining his cock up with her cunt. "they can come in and watch for all i care. as long as i can have you." and he leaned forward, filling her up with one harsh thrust, bottoming out inside her warm, tight hole. he moaned in her ear and returned the kiss. "you're such a tease," he hissed, biting at her bottom lip as he pulled away. "such a needy little slut, aren't you? you've been begging for this all day."
there's a smile on her lips as he hips press back against his own, taking his cock deep inside her and moaning lowly into his mouth. even though they had been married a long time now, had children and a home, she still had never grown tired of him. still wanted him the same way she had in high school and college when they reconnected again. "yeah, you don't mind people seeing me bent over for you like this?" she teases, pecking his lips once more before she turns back to the counter, hands pressed against it as she thrusts back against him, moaning louder at the feel. "maybe i do want them to know. maybe they should know that i'm your whore."
Ray should have known Lorna was up to something when she suggested they host a dinner party. They weren't exactly the hosting type. When the night came he realized her real goal even before the first guest arrived. There was something about how she looked tonight that did something to him. And then she kept touching him all night as if he wasn't going to react. So when she went to the kitchen to grab something he took the opportunity to bend her over the counter and fuck her like she obviously wanted. "No fucking way," he shot back eagerly kissing her back as he kept thrusting his hips not caring how loud they got. "Maybe you shouldn't have invited so many people over unless you wanted them to know you're a fucking tease."
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