prone to angry outbursts. But not passion.
“You look distracted,” he murmured.
His controlled mask rarely cracked in public. Over the years, but especially in recent months, I had also perfected the mask of an unattainable ice princess. People considered us both to be cold and in control, character traits our families were famous for. In the past, holding up that appearance had been strenuous, as if I had to become someone else in public, an invisible prison, but Danilo had taught me to see it as a game of hide-and-seek. A masquerade where only he and I knew what was really going on behind the mask. We carved out our small chunks of freedom, undetected by anyone.
“You know exactly what’s distracting me.”
“You mean . . .” he murmured in a low, sexy voice and turned the vibrations up another notch. “This?”
I gripped his arm and shoulder, gasping softly at the rise in pleasure. Luckily, I usually couldn’t come without my clit being stimulated, which spared me an embarrassing orgasm on the dancefloor.
“Maybe we should get you a remote-controlled penis ring,” I teased in a whisper.
Danilo chuckled, his lips dragging from my cheek to my ear. “But unlike you, I can’t hide it when I’m horny. It’s sweet torture keeping my cock in check just thinking of how soaking wet you are.”
“I am,” I agreed. “My panties are drenched. I need you.”
Danilo released a low breath, his eyes practically burning with desire for me. The song finally ended, and Danilo led me away from the dancefloor.
After a torturous chat with one of his Captains and his wife, we finally managed to sneak away. Danilo led me to the guest bathroom and locked us in. I reached for his zipper, but he stopped me and pushed my back against the sink. “Lift your skirt.”
I grabbed the hem of my cocktail dress and pulled it up until my panties and stockings came into view. A wet spot was visible on the dark red fabric of my thong.
“So fucking wet,” Danilo growled. He took out the remote control and lowered the vibration, then he sank down on the closed toilet and dragged down my panties. In the silence of the bathroom the soft hum of the vibrator was unmistakable.
“Your clit is begging for attention,” Danilo murmured.
I stepped closer.
He gripped my hips. He stood and kissed me sensually until my toes curled. Pulling back, Danilo pushed a finger into my mouth. “Suck.”
I did, my gaze frozen on Danilo’s harsh face. Desire twisted his features and made him look like the man I remembered from the night of the masked party. But now I wasn’t scared or confused. This dominant, dark side of Danilo turned me on. I closed my lips firmly around his thumb and sucked hard. Danilo released a sharp breath, his lips opening as he watched me. It was strange sucking someone’s finger but also so unbelievably hot, especially because I knew what it reminded Danilo of. Danilo turned the vibrations up once more and I gasped around his finger. Our breathing was harsh even though we hadn’t done much yet.
Danilo slid out his finger and kissed me harshly, his body pressing into mine. I clung to him, as desperate for his touch as he seemed for mine. His cock dug into my lower belly. “I want to fuck your mouth, gorgeous.”
I bit my lip, my core clenching, increasing the delicious sensation deep within. I hadn’t given Danilo a blowjob at a social gathering yet, mainly because we always ended up fucking quickly, but also because my lips would be swollen afterward and would draw attention to what we had done.
Danilo upped the vibration, lightly biting my lower lip, his eyes full of desire. “Let me fuck that tight throat as a birthday present.”
“You already got a present,” I murmured before I dropped to my knees, no longer caring if my lips would be swollen. I tugged Danilo’s pants and boxers down. His cock was rock-hard and leaking pre-cum. Danilo cupped the back of my head and plunged into my mouth. I clung to him as he worked his shaft all the way in, past my gag reflex. He groaned as he buried himself deep inside me. His cock twitched.
“Fuck. I always have to stop myself from coming when you deep-throat me.”
I couldn’t say anything with him inside of me, but I squeezed his balls, causing him to hiss. Fingers tightening against my scalp, he slowly pulled out almost all the way until only