Anthony smirked at the girl in front of and practically pressed Lissa against the door. The two of them were standing outside of a building. He just caught her playing with Timmy, again. Jimmy the old purple vibrator had retired months ago, and now Timmy is his replacement, as Lissa likes to call it.
“And what are you going to do about it, hm, Mr. Lee?” Lissa asked with a smirk. A sinful tongue peeked from her plump lips, and it ran against her bright red lipstick.
Anthony loves it when Lissa does that. It spikes up the right amount of Lust in him, and now, he’s sporting a partial hard-on.
“Punish you, maybe?” He answered.
After hearing that, Lissa moaned in delight. She arched her neck then stood on her toes, just enough to lick Anthony’s neck. She imagined herself being fucked raw against Anthony’s black leather sofa. Maybe along the back wall of his kitchen counter and then they’ll proceed to his room.
There was no way she’s not getting laid tonight, and the feisty Latina wanted nothing more than to be fucked until she falls asleep from exhaustion. Just thinking about it made her hot and bothered.
She could feel her underwear getting soaked.
“Want to go up?” She asked, a sly smile on her lips as she stood on her toes again, this time she nibbled on Anthony’s ear.
“Lissa.” He warned. “We’re still outside. No playing in public places.”
Lissa only let out a chuckle. “And that’s why I told you that I want to go up.”
“Fine.” Anthony replied with a crooked smile. “And because you’ve been so impatient… maybe I’ll go all out with the punishment then.”
Lissa giggled like a fool. She may be the only person who gets excited after hearing the words ‘all out and punishment’ in a single sentence. “Will you fuck me in the ass then?” She asked with a smile. “Since you know… I’ve been a naughty girl.”
The young man laughed as he shook his head. Though he would love to try the idea, they have work tomorrow and he doesn’t want Lissa to crawl all the way to their workplace. Though the idea is quite tempting. “Maybe next time?”
Lissa frowned. “Fine.” Was her short reply. “Next week? And don’t lie to me Mr. Lee. Or else, I’ll let Timmy take my virginity.”
Anthony giggled, thinking how lewd she still was. He licked his lips and said, “Sure. Next week.”
The two of them went up to Anthony’s condominium, right off the bat, Lissa took off her clothes even though they just fucked on the office.
Anthony laughed. “Looks like someone is excited.”
Lissa only stared at him as if Anthony’s balls and dick replaced his brain. “You obviously don’t know me, do you, Mr. Lee.” She walked towards Anthony then helped him unbutton his white long sleeve shirt. “Now take off your clothes.”
“You know that I’m going to punish you, right?” Anthony asked, as he watched Lissa unbutton his shirt, practically undressing him in a second. And the young man must admit that he was quite amused. “And I’ll seriously make sure that it won’t be fun for you.”
“Yes,yes,yes. Whatever.” Lissa got down on one knee, unbuttoning Anthony’s pants this time. “You’ll still be fucking me anyways. In the end, it’s not punishment.”
Anthony’s lips quirked up, letting out an amused smile. “Still so fucked in the head”
Lissa laughed, paying no mind to Anthony’s snarky comments. Her fingers unzipped his pants, then she pulled down his pants until it was pooled down to his ankles. She let out a startled gasp when Anthony’s hard sharp sprang into life. Giggling like a little girl who just saw her favorite toy.
Lissa’s hand slid around Anthony’s waist, not minding how uncomfortable it was to give head while she was on her knees. Then her lips pressed against the head of Anthony’s shaft.
Delicate, chaste. Her tongue lapped and rolled on the sensitive head.
Anthony sighed in absolute contentment. He opened his mouth at the first touch of Lissa’s tongue on his member. But this time, he didn’t grab Lissa’s hair and fucked her mouth. Instead, he watched her head leisurely bob back and forth. Anthony lets Lissa set the speed and intensity. His hands settled on her head full of curly hair. Soft, and silky.
“Now, now… you mynx.” Anthony said, and his voice was dark. “Stand up. It’s time for you to be punished.”
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After the intense session, it took a moment for Anthony to open his eyes and focus. He was still in Euphoria. He had cum three times and Lissa, well, Lissa is asleep and she’s snoring on the right side of the bed. All was good, as it was for the past few months. But something in Anthony felt that everything was about to change. He just doesn't know when or how…
His father had been messaging him more, calling him more often than usual and telling him to go back to Korea to take over the company. More often, he declines. Because he knows in his heart that he is not ready for it.
"God, I need a cigarette." He murmured.
Anthony pushed himself off his bed then went to the living room where his pants were. Lazily, he took one step at a time, taking his time. He may have overdid himself, and for sure his back is going to hurt from all that intense fucking.
By the time he reached the living room, he flopped himself to the couch and grabbed the pants that were tossed on the foot of the table. When he got his hand on the small flip top box filled with Marlboro black, he grabbed a stick and proceeded to light the cigarette.
He dragged a smoke from the butt and let out a sigh. “I’m going to miss this place.” He said to no one as he stared at the ashtray full of ashes.
The young CEO doesn't want to admit it to himself, but he’s going to miss Lissa the most. He sighed at the thought of leaving her.
“And…” Anthony inhaled from the cigarette butt again. “This is why I don’t like emotions.” He said, the smoke coming out of his mouth as he spoke.
Anthony pushed himself off the black leather couch. But then, he heard the familiar sound of his ringtone, implying that someone probably sent him an email or a message yet again.
‘Probably just Appa.’ He thought.
With a soft grunt, Anthony reached over and grabbed the bag that was tossed to the couch. He looked for his phone and checked the messages he received.
When he saw that he received 8 messages from an unknown number, Anthony frowned, wondering who it could be from.
"Maybe just a chain message from somewhere." He thought out loud. But because he was naturally curious, the young CEO still opened the message to check it out.
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Hello, Mr. Lee. See you, can't wait to taste you.
-02-927-8524
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Anthony huffed a chuckle and rolled his eyes, thinking that maybe it's one of Lissa's practical jokes. He tossed the phone aside and went back to bed. As usual, as he laid on the soft mattress, when Lissa felt the bed dip, even in her sleep --- she turned towards Anthony's directed and scooted until she was snuggled with him.
The young woman's leg hovered up to Anthony's waist, pulling him close until their bodies connected.
"Lissa." Anthony hissed. "You're squeezing me!"
The young lady hummed, smiling in her sleep. "Shut up. I know you like it."
