The Don’s Heart

Kadie

The moment I stepped into the blue- light dimmed room, I felt the cold lingering eyes of a man on me. I stopped and leaned my back against the door thinking of what to do next. 

A part of me wanted to turn around and sprint out of the room but to what end? I was already here so I could as well just wrap it, take the money and get out. More so, I didn’t want to be in trouble with Dez. ‘Asshole!’ I groaned and let out a deep exasperated sigh. 

With a long sigh, I gathered the little courage I had and walked over to him. My nostrils caught a whiff of his delicate cologne, it wasn’t too harsh but definitely inviting, I had a thing for men who smelled this good! I knew there and then that the night wasn’t going to be anything like the other ones. It would be a night filled with passion, excitement and maybe, just maybe a little bit of regrets.

He sat there watching me keenly while he sipped slowly from the glass. His eyes seemed to burn with a slow simmering fire and I could feel the weight of his desire like a physical touch. He was definitely going to eat me up. 

I tried to study his facial features properly to see if he was one of the men at the club but the more I looked, the more I fell deeply into his gaze and his face wasn’t familiar at all. 

“Are you going to stand there and look at me all night, Pretty?” 

The words rolled perfectly out of his tongue while his eyes scanned my body. I felt a flutter in my chest and that sent a shiver and a jolt of anxiety to settle down between my thighs. 

He hadn’t touched me yet but I was already getting enthralled and that kinky Italian accent was one to die for. Tess, my best friend, always thought it was sexy and she didn’t lie.

Tess had given me some tips on how to please men in situations like this and now was the good time to try them out.

“How would you like me to please you?” I looked straight at him and asked. His eyes lightened up in what I could refer to as surprise, I didn’t expect to ask him that either. 

“I am all yours” He said and raised his glass to his lips, his eyes never leaving mine.  It was a slow deliberate act of seduction and in that moment, I just reconfirmed how much trouble I was in.

I moved closer and stood right in front of him. I was nervous and he felt it but we both remained quiet, it was obvious though that a massive sexual tension was building up. 

I placed one hand on his shoulder and extended the other to retrieve the glass from him. The light made it hard for me to really see his face but from the little I could see, he was a good-looking man with stunning eyes. I had already established all that but being that close with him made the features even more noticeable.

I slowly retrieved the glass from him and placed it on the side table. While at it, his eyes never left my body and the hunger in his eyes grew by the second. He was just a few moments away from ripping the little piece of clothing I had on me apart. 

A lot of men had looked lustfully at me all my life but his eyes spoke a different language, they pulled me in and soaked me completely. 

I turned my back to him, rubbed myself over his middle region before slowly getting down on my knees before him. Clearly, shame had been whisked out the door. A bulge was already growing through his pants, a reaction that made me feel quite accomplished.

I looked up at him and slowly began to undo his belt, he sat still with the same hunger for me burning in his eyes. I had never had any other man’s cock besides Dez’s wrapped all over my lips but this time, I was going to take on this man’s like a hungry lion. I hoped I would enjoy it because I never did with Dez’s. 

“He’s so big” My gaze snapped up as my eyes flew in surprise as my fingers grazed the skin of his mighty cock. “Damn! Tess didn’t lie, Italian men…” He felt my reaction and smirked gently. 

“Never seen a cock this big?” He asked and I shook my head.

He shifted his weight in order to aid me push down his pants and underwear so I could gain more access to his cock. His cock, his eyes and mine looked straight at each other and he smirked. 

I went further to wrap my lips perfectly over the tip of his cock and he immediately let out a soft groan, meaning he liked it. That groan was enough to activate every cock sucking button in my body. Again, I knew I was going to love every part of the night. 

I moved my head up and down slowly in order to feel him properly while he also moved his hips to my rhythm. He grew bigger and harder inside my mouth and it felt good having his entire length in. I could stay there all night sucking on it.

He grabbed my hair, pulled me away from his cock, then took a proper look at me and motioned me to get up. I quietly did and waited for him to instruct me on what was next. “Not a gentleman after all” I thought within myself. I was quite surprised with how my body obeyed him.

“You like taking instructions, don’t you?” His question took me aback a little as it was the same thing I had just thought of. My body shivered “Yes, I like taking instructions.” I wanted to say the words out loud but I was too shy and my lips couldn’t just make way for them.

I just slowly looked at him and hoped he’d catch the response from my eyes. His dominance was very obvious and my body was already enthralled to begin taking the instructions.

“Take off your clothes” He sternly ordered but in a low voice and I obeyed. We stood back watching each other intently, I didn’t know what he was going to say or do next but I was going to obey him. 

Good Girl.” He muttered inaudibly allowing me to yet again fill my ears with his sweet Italian accent. 

Before I left the house, Dez had made sure the only clothing I had on my body was the revealing faux leather dress. I had felt terrible wearing it earlier but it was a completely different feeling now that I slid it off my body at a go.

The Italian man’s eyes lingered over my body hungrily, I had firm, perky breasts and a very good round ass that made it hard for any man to look away. I loved the fact that he was already eating me up with his eyes.

“Go over there and lay down!” He said and pointed to the well laid bed. I didn’t waste any time. I turned around and walked slowly to the bed wiggling my ass. I didn’t want him to have a reason to take his eyes off me. I laid there and waited for the next instruction.

“Touch yourself” He ordered. 

I had never touched myself in that manner before and it sounded off for me but the moment my left forefinger felt my wetness and touched my clit, it became a completely different feeling, a feeling that I couldn’t fully describe.  I closed my eyes to savor the moment but then his voice sounded again.

“Keep your eyes on me.” He said. I pulled the pillow and placed it behind my back so I could sit up a bit and look at him, my master. 

I didn’t know touching one’s self could feel that good, so I told myself and decided I was going to do it more often. I increased the tempo of my fingers and with his eyes on me, it felt like he was the one touching me. The pleasure was building up in my body and I was going to explode, it was too good. 

“Stop!” He called out when he noticed I was getting out of hand. My fingers tried to pull away from my clit but they couldn’t, how could they when they felt so good rubbing themselves hard against my clit.

“I said stop!” His tone became firmer and louder yet I couldn’t. I was moaning and looking straight into his anger brooding eyes.

He got up and rushed to the bed like a hungry lion ready to pounce on its prey. He grabbed my waist and turned me over, my face now facing the beddings and my ass to him.