Armani’s pov
I pulled up a few feet from the apartment we always meet up at. I knew it wasn’t the apartment she actually lives in, because the apartment was void of anything personal. I didn’t mind that at all, because it wasn’t like I was taking her into my personal life either.
I got out of the car and headed to the doorstep, knowing that she’d be in there already, waiting for me. It’s been two weeks since we last met up, which means tonight is definitely going to be heated as hell, and I had been eagerly looking forward to it for the past couple of days.
I knocked on the door in the rhythm she had made sure I mastered, as per our agreement. It took over a minute for her to come to the door and once it swung open, my mouth almost fell open from the blast of lust that flowed through my entire body as my eyes drank every inch of her in.
She wasn’t even dressed up; which was the thing.
She was in a flimsy, little gown that did nothing to hide the outline of her boobs, or the curve of her hips.
“You’re twenty minutes late.” She pointed out, and that was when I noticed the pout on her stunning face. If I didn’t know better, I’d have cooed at how cute it looked on her face right now, but since I knew better, I made sure to put my elbow in between the door, because just as I anticipated, she slammed the door shut– or attempted to, but my hand prevented that from happening. I shoved myself into the house and slammed the door shut behind me, and then I wrapped my hand around her waist, tugging her against me and breathing her familiar scent into my lungs.
“Sorry I’m late.” I whispered, mouth moving against the softness of her skin as I spoke. I didn’t need to see her face to know that she was currently rolling her eyes.
A set of fingers was digging into my hair and tugging on it sharply until I was staring into her insanely gorgeous face. A low heat was brewing in her eyes as she regarded me silently.
“You don’t sound sorry, but fuck, I’ve missed you so much.” She whispered as she ran her fingers through my hair, and I literally melted against her as I tightened my grip around her small waist.
She kissed me before I could respond, completely stealing my breath, and then we were stumbling towards the sitting room, with me blindly following her direction till I was being shoved on a couch.
Breathless from the kiss we had just broken apart from, I glanced up at her as she straddled me, settling on my hand on as she tipped my head backwards and licked a strip from my ear to the curve of my collarbone, prompting me to groan huskily while writhing underneath her.
Picking me apart and then putting me back together was one of the things she loved doing, and I loved those moments so much as well, because there was nothing as pleasing as getting rendered completely powerless by her from intense pleasure.
“Fuck.” I whispered when she slowly grinded over my straining cock while my hand palmed her ass through the silky material of her dress.
“Be a sweetheart and hand me my smoke.” She whispered as she sucked a mark underneath my ear and I moaned breathlessly while twitching underneath her. It took me a few seconds to get my hands to reach for said smoke, which was already rolled up. She lit up the roll as soon as I handed it to her, and then she groaned in satisfaction while puffing out a whiff of the smoke, right in my face. It felt like my brain short circuited for a short while as I breathed the smoke in.
She leaned down and sealed her mouth over mine, and that was when I realized that she had a whiff of trapped smoke in her mouth which she released in mine as she hungrily licked into my mouth and tangled her tongue with mine– while her hips kept moving in an enticing circle on my cock, rendering me completely thoughtless. I let out a throaty groan as pleasure washed over me in nerve wracking waves. The whiffs of smoke filling up my lungs was making it impossible for me to focus on anything but her, she was all I could think about, all I could taste, all I could feel.
Her tits felt hot and heavy in my palms as I cupped it and flicked my tongue over it before sucking the nub into my mouth. Her breathy moans and groans of how I was doing a good job filled the air as I switched between both tits, right before I tried to suck on both nipples at once, because I was greedy like that.
When I tugged the silky gown off her, the haze of lust around us thickened tremendously as I dragged my hands over the curve of her waist and tugged her even closer. The tattoos on her arms and shoulders gleamed beautifully in the dim led lights and I wanted to drag my tongue over every single drawing until the taste of her skin got stamped in my soul.
“I swear, you’re unreal.” I whispered when she finally got my cock out and stroked every inch of it firmly while teasing my nipple with her tongue. She grinned devilishly and rose to her knees on both sides of my laps, and then she tugged her panties sideways. My throat ached with want as I eyed her glistening folds, because I wanted to swipe my tongue through it until my chin got drenched in her essence.
She slowly inserted a finger in while regarding me closely and I stared, entranced as I watched her finger get swallowed hungrily by her glistening folds, and I imagined her greedy walls gripping my cock tightly like it always does. I swore softly, gaze never wavering for a second as she tugged her finger out and parted her folded with two fingers to reveal the tiny, throbbing nub which I grazed with my thumb before I could think. The groan she let out and the tremors that wrecked through her entire body when I pressed down on it was so worth it, but before I could properly bask in the satisfaction of watching her come undone, she was shoving my hand away and leveling me with a stern look.
“Behave.” She murmured and then she traced my lips with her wet fingers. I parted my lips and the fingers slipped in, and I sucked on it with our eyes still locked.
“Jesus Christ, I can’t believe you’re this hot, fuck.” She whispered as she retrieved her fingers and wrapped the wet digits around my throbbing cock, causing me to shudder while thrusting into her hot grip.