Ruined Canvas

     Victoria stood in her studio the next afternoon, staring at a big blank canvas. She had promised herself that she would be productive because she had approaching deadlines and collectors who were waiting for new work from her.

However, every time she picked up her brush, her mind went straight to Sebastian.

All she kept picturing was his cock, for some reason - how thick and heavy it felt in her hand, how perfectly it stretched her open, and the way it looked when he was hard and fully aroused.

She made a small, frustrated sound before she put down the large brush and grabbed a small sketchbook instead. Her hand suddenly moved fast, almost like it was moving by itself.

In just a few minutes, she had drawn a very detailed and realistic sketch of Sebastian’s cock - hard, veined, slightly curved upward, and glistening.

She stared at the drawing and found herself cackling heartily.

“Wow, look at how he is literally ruining my art career."

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    That evening, she went back to his villa. She had argued with herself on what to wear then chose to wear the black velvet dress again because she knew he liked it. The moment she stepped inside the villa, Sebastian pulled her into his arms and kissed her like he had been waiting hours for her.

“I missed you today,” he said against her lips. His hands were already sliding over her body.

“I don’t want this to be casual, Victoria. You’re not just a fuck buddy to me. I want more than a fling. I want you to be mine.”

His words made her heart beat too fast for her comfort and made her pussy throb.

“I want that too,” she whispered honestly.

The heat suddenly ratcheted up as they devoured each other, barely making it to the bedroom.

Sebastian took his time undressing her. He kissed every inch of skin he uncovered - her neck, her breasts, her stomach, and her inner thighs. When she was naked, he laid her on the bed and practically worshipped her with his mouth. He licked her slowly, teasing her swollen clit until she was shaking in pure ecstasy and loss of control. Then he pushed two fingers inside her while sucking on her clit, making her come hard against his tongue.

Only then did he push his hard and waiting cock inside of her. She gasped in unexpected pleasure as he penetrated her. He then fucked her deep and hard while whispering filthy things in her ear the whole time.

“You feel so fucking good,” he growled.

“You are so wet and tight for me and I love it. This pussy belongs to me now. Say it.”

“It’s yours, baby,” Victoria moaned in response, her nails digging hard into his shoulders.

He made her come twice more like he got some secret thrill from the act, each orgasm stronger than the last. When he finally came, he buried himself deep inside of her and groaned her name in masculine satisfaction as he filled her.

Afterwards, they just laid there tangled together, breathing hard and not saying anything. Sebastian finally kissed her shoulder softly and said,

“There’s a big charity gala next weekend. It's very public. Lots of important people along with a lot of press coverage will be there. Come with me. It will bring a lot of attention to your art too.”

Victoria smiled against his chest, still glowing. If he had asked her before the act, she may have thought about it. But now, as she laid on the bed with the feeling of being thoroughly satisfied, her mind wasn't even working.

“Okay. I’ll go with you.”

The words were out before she even consciously realized. She laid there in his arms when she noticed a small uneasy feeling seem to begin to mix with the feeling of pleasure.

She was falling very fast.

And part of her was scared how much she liked it, and where it may take her. 

But the other part was consumed and taken by this man she had met just a few days ago, and wasn't even thinking. It was just feeling ... and falling.