Forbidden

Mr. X approaches me, wraps his arm around my waist, and pulls me towards his body. His other hand glides over my face, stopping between my chin and my lips, where he uses his thumb to smudge my wine-colored lipstick to the corners. He smiles and then holds my face more firmly, guiding it towards his, taking my lips intensely. His other hand descends to my buttocks, squeezing it with desire. X's lips slide down my chin and continue along my neck. I try to control myself, to appear indifferent to him, as I don't want to offer him anything, not even a hint of satisfaction. He wanted my body, and that's all he would get. Suddenly, I feel my feet leave the ground, and my body stops in his arms, forcing me to hold onto his neck.

X walks towards the marble staircase, ascending step by step the two flights of stairs, and then we reach the corridor with several Greek paintings hanging on its ivory walls. Finally, we enter his suite, a space well-lit by natural light due to its huge windows overlooking all of Barcelona and the sea. He takes me to the enormous bed, which could comfortably accommodate an entire family sleeping. His arms slide towards the bed, and then X steps away. My buyer walks to the red sofa, where he sits, and says, "Take off your clothes, Doce."

I get up from the bed, looking at him with the most serious expression I can muster. I let my hair down, shaking my head to spread it over my shoulders. I place my hands on my dress shirt, unbuttoning it one by one without taking my eyes off X, who slowly brushes his fingers across his lips, then resting them on his chin. I let my shirt fall to the floor, exposing my black half-cup bra. I touch the straps, sliding them off my shoulders one by one until they are completely removed. I go to the clasp and undo it, freeing my breasts. Then my hands descend to the waistband of my pants, unbuttoning and pulling them down with force, letting them fall to the ground, followed quickly by my panties. I push my clothes aside with my foot and then walk towards X, wearing only my chain necklace with the pendant that reads "Madre," my earrings, and my bracelet. I stop in front of him without showing any reaction, while his gaze glimmer as if I were a precious gem.

"Ah, how beautiful you still are, my Sweet," he says.

"Let's get this over with," I say seriously.

He pulls me towards him, placing me in his arms once again. His hands roam over my naked body, touching my breasts which, no matter how much I try to control them, react with excitement to his touch. X smiles and then settles me on the sofa as he gets up, taking off his suit, and shirt, and finally stopping at his pants' waistband. He unfastens his belt and then unzips, exposing his arousal in front of me. X comes closer, standing in front of me, indicating what he desires. I look at him, and then my lips move towards his thick, erect member, sliding it inside my mouth. I suck eagerly, while my hand stimulates his testicles, making him moan. His hands arrange my hair into a messy bun on top of my head, and then he starts setting the pace while watching my hand move down my body, exploring my vagina. I intensify my suction as I pleasure myself, driving X wild with pleasure, feeling his throbbing erection in my mouth. His panting gives away that he's close to climaxing, but then X withdraws my mouth and kneels in front of me, lifting my legs. I see his lips approach, and I whisper:

"Just know that I'll be thinking about my husband the whole time."

He just smiles and starts licking me with eagerness, and as much as I don't want to admit it, it's affecting me. His tongue explores my clitoris while his fingers enter me. I grab his hair tightly, grinding against his face, pressing my clit against his tongue, while X continues with even more desire, making me climax, sending spasms through my whole body. However, he doesn't allow me to enjoy that brief moment of ecstasy and already carries me to the bed, turning me around so that my back faces him. He touches my skin with his lips, from my nape to my buttocks. He spreads my legs and then dives in once again, licking me, touching me, and exploring between my buttocks. I grip the pillow with my hands, biting it with desire, but the scream escapes my throat, and even so, X remains relentless. I tremble from head to toe, and then I see him move, lying beside me, pulling my body against his. He embraces me, taking my lips, while his hand slides over my body, squeezing my buttocks and returning to focus on my sex. His fingers enter me once more, masturbating me forcefully, increasing my spasms.

"You... will... kill me like this," I whisper in his ear as he sucks my breasts.

"Are you still thinking about him?" X asks, looking at me seriously. He continues masturbating me forcefully, thrusting his fingers inside me. "Tell me, are you thinking about him now? Hmmm?" He runs his tongue over my excited nipples. "Tell me, Sweet... are you thinking about him now?"

"No... nooo!" I moan as I climax once again on X's fingers. "Oh, no... Please... stop... please..."

His fingers leave me and go to X's lips, which he licks with desire. He smiles at me and says, "Always sweet."

He pulls my body and then fits himself between my legs, lifting them towards his shoulders. He slowly enters me, making me let out a moan. X brings his torso closer to me and kisses me, his tongue entwining with mine, ending with a gentle bite on my lower lip. "I want to hear you moaning for me," X whispers as he penetrates me slowly. "Moan for me, my Sweet. Moan..."

"Ahh... X..." I release before he takes my lips once again.

X then rises and starts thrusting forcefully, pulling my hips towards him. I raise my feet towards his face, and he starts sucking my big toe eagerly while thrusting, making me moan.

"Go on, X, thrust hard," I say, provoking him as he now holds my neck. "Go on... isn't that what you wanted?"

X throws me to the side, then traps my legs between his and grabs me from behind. He thrusts inside with such force that I automatically scream. He binds my arms behind my back and continues thrusting without stopping, and the louder I scream, the more he increases the force.

"Is this good enough for you?" X whispers in my ear, thrusting harder.

"Feeling sorry or getting tired?" I taunt X, panting.

I release myself from his arms and push him towards the bed, sitting on top of him. I smile at him and then play with his arousal at the entrance, pass it over my clit, and then insert it inside me. I position my hands on the headboard, leaving my breasts free for X to suck, which he does, and then I start riding, eliciting all the deep and delicious moans trapped in his throat. I pull away, swaying, and looking at him as he holds my breasts, looking at me with desire.

"This way... I... will... climax..." X says, receiving a mischievous smile from me.

"Isn't that the goal?" I ask, swaying slowly.

"There's still one more thing I want to do before that," X says, pulling me toward his face. He puts me sitting on his face, and his tongue begins exploring me again.

"It's not... fair..." It's all I manage to say before being taken once again by that tongue.

"And who said I'm fair?" X asks after licking me until the last drop.
X lifts me from his lap and places me on all fours. My legs tremble, weak, but I pretend I'm fine since he doesn't seem the least bit tired. His hand glides over my vagina, which is already so sensitive that I don't know if I can handle another touch, but then his fingers move toward my buttocks. X buries his face between them and gives me a delicious rimjob, eliciting more moans of satisfaction. Then, I feel his glans settle at the entrance, slowly pushing in. It was a different sensation, a different pain... As he entered, my body reacted by tensing around the member that kept going in. X starts moving slowly as I moan in pain. His hand then slides up my waist until it finds my clitoris, stimulating it. With the pleasure of his fingers masturbating me, I manage to loosen up better, and he starts moving faster.

X grabs my hair, bringing my head close to his and my torso. He spanks my butt, and I moan loudly. With each stronger slap, I moan fearlessly, unafraid that anyone could hear. At that moment, the entire Barcelona could hear, and I wouldn't care. I feel him contorting behind me; he's reaching climax, which arouses me even more, and then I climax. X stiffens behind me, thrusting once more with a hoarse moan. Then I feel his breath gliding along my back until he collapses on the bed. My body falls on top of his... our breaths synchronize, gasping. His hand caresses my hair, and I hear his racing heartbeat. For a few moments, I forget the reason why I'm there.

It was just a few minutes until I jump out of bed, being observed by X, who raises his torso without understanding. I grab my clothes and head to the bathroom without looking at him. I take a quick shower and then get dressed right there. I return to the room, ready, and without any trace of the Dalia from a short time ago. X is sitting on the bed, still naked, staring at me. I pick up my belt from the floor and put it back in its place. I look at X once more. I'm not sure if I should say anything because my time is running out, and any exchanged words could cause an argument.

"Goodbye," is the only thing I say before leaving the room.