Satisfaction.

It courses through my veins, hot and fast, leaving a trail in its wake. Something about watching a pure, righteous man fighting another for my attention brought excitement to the princess between my thighs. She grows slick at any sign of possessiveness, cherishes, and ultimate power.

While Asiel collected himself in the bathroom, I reapply a fresh tint of lip gloss and fling my hair into pigtails. For a special, innocent effect, I bind a slim white ribbon around my hair, bringing a youthful look to me. My head cranes over my shoulder at the sound of the bathroom door creaking open. He comes out in his white tailor button-down shirt, his biceps threatening to rip through the seams as he pats his jaw with a towel.

"I might've vomited in the toilet," Asiel blurts, massaging his taut temples. "Don't worry. I cleaned it up, and I used mouthwash."

I snicker under my breath. "How noble of you to make sure you're nice and clean for our night together."

He sinks into my king-size mattress, releasing a desperate groan of frustration. "I'm so fucked. I don't know what came over me. Mi papa me va a matará si se entera."

(My papa will kill me if he finds out.)

Both my brows go up in intrigue as I stalk towards the mattress. It's massive enough to keep us from making physical contact, but I slide right against him with my elbows propped up to hold my head. His breathing picks up a notch when he senses my faint vanilla fragrance and opens his anxious eyes.

I finger his hair. "Your papa? So, Luka is a personal friend? Is that why it bothered you so much? To have both of your worlds colliding?"

Asiel blinks, his lips slightly parting as a frown mars his face. "Todo lo que quiero es contarle al mundo cómo esta chica consume mi mente como ninguna orta." The golden specks in his irises dance with uncertainty. "I'm acting irrationally, without thinking of the consequences. It's not healthy for me. I can't afford to make mistakes. You are not healthy for me, Mika."

(All I want to do is tell the world how this girl consumes my mind like no other.)

Heat pools between my legs as I straddle his hips, lining our clothed sexes. It takes me undoing two of his buttons for his dick to spring upward, bulging through his pants. His breaths pour out unevenly while I keep a composed state as I finish loosening the rest. Wet jet-black hair falls over his forehead, and he gnaws on his lips in anticipation.

"Muñeco?"

"Hmm?" he replies, in a dream-like lost tone.

"Do you want me to stop?"

He sucks his lips between his teeth as he stares off into the distance. We could hear a pin drop from the silence hovering over us like an upcoming storm. Taking the silence as my answer, I rotate my leg to hop off until he grabs my arm.

"No," he murmurs.

I innocently tilt my head. "Say it clearly, Asiel. There's no going back. I want to hear the words leave your mouth. If we are going to cross these boundaries, then I need to make sure you won't regret it... when morning comes."

His face catches on fire. The tips of his ears burn pink from the embarrassment flooding through him. A second later, Asiel jolts upward, and I gasp at the unexpectedness of his hand fisting my two pigtails, dragging our faces closer. My breaths are nowhere near regular, following suit in Asiel's erratic breathing.

"Mika, mentiría si dijera que no me arrepentira de esto cuando llegue el día de mañana," he rasps, his irises altering to a darker, fiery, lustful shade. "But I can't bring myself to stop when I'm with you. I haven't stopped thinking about you since the day we met. I'm not someone who obsesses over things, but I've obsessed over you. To the point where it interferes with my work."

(Mika, I'd be lying if I said I wouldn't regret this when tomorrow comes."

He tugs my hair harsher, our noses inches away from touching. "I can't get you out of my head, and I've tried. Hard. But I failed. It was useless. So I give up trying. Soy todo tuyo."

(I am all yours.)

His confessions stroke my ego into another universe. A little over a month is all it took to have him reach his breaking point. I'm not surprised I got Asiel to throw out his rulebook. It's been my plan all night. However, it never dawn on me how deep his infatuation with me goes. Only an innocent fool like Asiel would submit to me so easily, with no questions asked.

It only gripped me to look further into Asiel.

I flash a wicked smile. "Eres mío? Little Asiel..." I lean forward, placing a kiss underneath his jaw and neck. "Don't you know..." I lay a peck in the middle of his chest. "How dangerous it is..." Another kiss, inching closer to his lower half. "To give yourself to an escort?" Lastly, I press a long, tantalizing peck on his clothed crotch.

(You are mine?)

I am spun around in an instant, my back crashing into the mattress underneath his larger frame. My wrists are snatched and pinned up high above my head. A gasp involuntarily slips past my windpipe as Asiel holds my hands captivate and stares down at me with hooded eyes. I shouldn't be so turned on by a client, but my pussy grows wet by the second.

My eyes crinkle with bursting joy while he uses his other hand to zip my mouth shut. "You're such a smart ass. I'm so fucking tired of you teasing me. It's about time you get a taste of your own medicine."

Both my brows arch in flabbergasted as my words come out muffled thanks to his enormous, veiny hands. He releases his mouth for a second, using his hand to rip off my cow-design bikini, causing my boobs to jiggle from the intense tug. Asiel's prolonged, enchant, aroused gaze devours the sight of my naked breasts.

"Nunca he visto un par de pechos cómo estos. So fucking perfect. Everything about you is perfect," he praises.

(I have never seen a pair of breasts like these.)

My body nearly jerks with surprise when he brings his mouth to my peaks, his tongue lavishing, worshiping, treasuring them. A low moan escapes my throat, muffled by his palm as he takes his sweet, extensive time with each tip. The sensation of his wet, warm, lovely mouth causes my body to tingle all over.

Irritation sinks in when he withdraws his mouth from around my peaks. His grips loosen on my wrists and mouth, and he shifts his hand over my thong, tilting the left string lower and lower... until they're gone. Shivers cascade down my back from the fresh breeze hitting my bare pussy. I so badly crave for his mouth to devour my lips until I'm a moaning mess.

He pinches my nub, causing my body to jerk in surprise from pain and enjoyment. "It's impossible for someone to be this perfect. Why does God want us to remain abstinent when a pussy looks this heavenly?"

Asiel widens my legs, admiring my folds at eye-level as I appreciate the way his gaze gets lost in my body.

"Because it wouldn't be a sin if it didn't have any temptation to it."

"It's a miracle I lasted this long," Asiel mumbles under his breath, detaching himself from the perfect spot between my thighs.

Everything goes black when he covers my eyes with the silk cloth and ties it to the back of my head. With my sense of seeing taken away, everything else heightens. The sweet cinnamon, vanilla scent of him is so strong, so intense. I can hardly breathe straight from the eagerness and anticipation of it all.

What's coming next? His fingers? His mouth? I've been dying to see how experienced he is in this department. A guy like him should have his girl shaking in anticipation, nerves, and ecstasy from a single flick. My breath hitches against the intense coolness of ice skimming over my boobs to my thighs.

Asiel groans. "Es sexy ver como te mueves, mi Princesa. What do you keep in the drawers?"

(It's sexy to watch you move, my Princesa.)

My smile stretches across my face as I stare at pure blackness. "My best friends."

The mattress feels empty at his absent weight as he scours through the drawer, the sounds of my items banging against the drawers. It's way too easy to fall asleep underneath the darkness and silence. Asiel is taking his sweet time with my best friends as I lose my sexual interest with every tickling moment.

In the most unexpected moment, a buzzing noise explodes in the room, and then the frenetic sensation of heavy vibrating on my clit. I gasp from shock, my body lifting on its own accord. Asiel didn't waste a second before increasing the vibrations to a higher level. Electricity fires through my body, coming out in outbursts as I struggle to keep my legs from shaking.

Asiel grips my thigh, trying to keep the space clear for his wrath. "Princesa, if I have to hold your legs then I'm going to need your help," he grunts, low, haunting as he spirals the vibration on my clit. "Take this, and I'll guide your hand from there."

Questions stir in my head as I obey him, taking a wiggly, flexible, silicone object in my hand. It didn't take long for me to make the connection as he lines the device between my folds. My head falls back against the pillow as he inserts the dildo and moves the vibrator in quick, tight circles. I may have been unhinged, but I never used my vibrator at its highest level, and it's almost unbearable.

In the best fucking way possible.

A moan tears past my lips. "Oh, fuck!" My body convulsed at the intensity, to the point of beautiful, vigorous pain. The exoticness of sensory deprivation makes every move a hundred times sexier. Though I'll kill to rip this blindfold off my eyes to catch a glimpse of Asiel's gaze, ravaging my body like a starved animal.

"Keep the pace, Princesa." He shoves the dildo in and out of my lips, picking up my pace for me. "Look at how well your pussy takes it. She swallows it up, so fucking beautifully."

Using my empty hand, I blindly grip the sheets because I can't control the way my body starts shaking. The breath-stopping aching feeling reaches my clit as it grows sore from his brutal attack. It's been a fucking while since a man made my pussy violently leap through rings of bliss. I cry out when another wave of pleasure twists my guts, and I know this feeling all too well. An orgasm is right around the corner.

"Princesa, is it time already?" he taunts, repeatedly slamming the dildo in and out, penetrating my walls. For claiming to be a saint, he fucking knew how to make a girl unravel in his arms. I push my hips into the bed in an attempt to get a quick break from the vibrator, but Asiel follows, never letting it break contact. "My beautiful, beautiful, Mika... Do I get the honor of watching you come undone?"

"Oh God," I cry. I fight it, squirming my hips, which only made his actions hit that much harder. He's loving this. My poor little caterpillar soars into a dominant butterfly, leaving his submissive side in his shed skin. He loves to think he has the upper hand since he's thrusting me into another universe. "You would like that, won't you? Too bad it isn't your cock. I much rather come all over your cock."

Then it starts to hit.

Pure ecstasy blazes in my stomach.

Until it vanishes... along with his fingers.

A whimper of displeasure slips from my lips. "Wait, what?"

I feel the bed shift, feeling his nails digging into my thighs as his hot breath fans my clit. "I thought I could just watch you... but that isn't enough. I'm going to taste you and fuck you with my mouth," he states firmly, placing gentle petal-like kisses on my inner thighs.

Frustration flares in my lower belly, desperately wanting to get my holes used and fucked by Asiel. My hips leap forward in protest as he slowly glides his tongue over my clit. His tongue begins to fondle my lips like he's savoring every moment of this, like it's his last. My hands grip the back of my knees, placing them by my head to give him full access to passionately, eagerly, ruin me.

"How does it taste?" I ask in an airy breath.

"Like heaven."

One of his hands around my ass cheek loosens, rummaging around the bed in search of an object, and the sound of humming vibrations fills the room. My hips buckle harder as he massages my clit with the vibrator while also picking up the pace with his tongue. A wild frenzy possesses him as he demolishes my pussy with his tongue, plunging it deeper into my hole. Everything goes to a hundred, the vibrator, his mouth, making another moan get the better of me.

"Yes. Yes. Oh, God, yes!" A breathless cry falls from my lips, toes curling as the pressure in my abdomen reaches its maximum.

"Say my name, Mika. Scream it, in fact. Scream my name so it's inlock to my memory," he orders, igniting the last stick holding up the dam.

My breaths burst out of my lungs in harsh, ragged pants from anticipation. It's right there. My body reads the signals, the familiar sensation of an orgasm reaching its breaking point, and I desperately chase it. I focus on the tightness in my belly when Asiel picks up his pace, and skyrockets my body to new avails. The vibrator kneads my clit in fast, circle movements as he skillfully flicks his tongue against my folds.

I hold the intense sensation for three...two...one... and erupt.

"Asiel!" His name comes out in an airy scream upon his orders. My body convulses, spasms uncontrollably as I grip his hair to make his final movements merciless and sloppier. My breathing is lost for a second, trying to regain composure, but it's impossible. The orgasm rockets through my limbs, everything aching, sore, weak.

"There you go," Asiel encourages, removing his lips, but leaving the full-speed vibrator on my clit. My orgasm never concludes as he plunges one long digit between my folds. "If only you could've seen yourself. A beautiful fucking mess. Come for me, again. Prinesca."

"I-I can't," I say, trying to angle my hips away. Instantly, I feel my abdomen tighten, the sensation building to its ultimate climax. Oh God, he's heartless for making this beautifully painful. It's impossible to refuse when I've been craving this for weeks.

"Just one more... for me."

His finger thrusts deeper, hitting parts of me that are way too sensitive to undergo. Wetness leaks from my eyes to my cheeks as the pleasure continues to build into a ravishing, torturous symphony. He has me laughing, crying, excited, breathless as my stomach constricts into euphoric knots.

My second orgasm buzzes through my body like a shot of adrenaline. "Shit! Shit!" I pant, this one hitting even harder, as if I am stuck between heaven and hell. "Fucking hell, Asiel!"

My back automatically arches off the mattress, writhing in desperation as my hands turn into fists, gripping the sheets. It is a pathetic attempt to keep me from going overboard, but the stimulation is fucking insane. The long breath I've been holding slips out, white specks in the darkness as a tidal wave erupts from my pussy, soaking the bed. Aftershocks of tremors burst to my toes, my pussy aching, pulsating, throbbing with fast and tight contractions.

"Look at you go, Princesa," Asiel darkly chuckles, ramming his finger in slow, control motions before slipping them out. My head twitches from his unexpected touch, untying the cloth, nearly blinding me as my eyes take a second to adjust. White sheen coats his fingers. His black, lustful gaze softens, a boyish grin plaster on his lips. "Coating my fingers with yourself. You probably taste just like heaven."

I'm drowsy, breathless when Asiel grabs my chin and shoves his fingers in my mouth. A mixture of sweet and tart stains my tongue as I swirl my tongue over his digits. A shiver wracks through Asiel's body when I grab onto his wrist, making sure I get every single drop of myself.

"You missed out," I tease, giving his finger one lengthy lick from his knuckle to his tip. "I taste like heaven."

"I can fucking imagine," he mutters in awe.

I don't give Asiel the opportunity to make this any more intimate than it already was. My legs are on fire, trembling as I lift from the bed and beeline to the bathroom. Like the good boy he is, he doesn't utter a word or ask for me to come back. Asiel might've confessed his undying obsession for me, but I wouldn't budge.

Who would believe an escort sworn off from love would fall for a client that's obsessed with her? If I wanted to destroy the innocent playboy in the other room, I had to carve his heart from his chest. It shouldn't be too hard. He's halfway on the path to love.

But I always enjoyed a fun challenge, especially when he gives the best head I've gotten in years.

Woah 🔥🥵🥵!! Bring on more spice right 😜trust me there's more... I hope it didn't come off cringy I tried my best to channel both of them during their sexual time 🤪! Let me know if you guys want more or to stop. Lol! Also, I think this song fits Mika to a tea! Like she's the type to put you in a trance and go after you like a dark horse! Anyways I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter and I can't wait to hear all your thoughts! 😅😌

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