He laughed after saying that, then returned to his blonde to place a light kiss on her cheek before following his friend.
He appraised the brunette as if he were appraising a commodity with an indecipherable smile.
"Do you agree, my darling?"
"On the condition that you're...good..."
The tattooed man laughed.
"There's only one way for him to find out."
And he pulled the young woman into his arms, had her wrap her legs around his waist and penetrated her with a kind of satisfied moan that strangely ruffled Ashley's feathers.
He was gifted, the young woman guessed, the way he moved, the way he felt it, the way he touched at the most unwelcome moment, the way he stroked and penetrated, all clearly indicated that this man was a master of his craft, so much so that Ashley longed to be taken by him...
His friend came up behind them and unceremoniously penetrated the other hole of the beautiful brunette, who threw her head back convulsively. He took her breasts in his palms and kneaded them, moving in turn. They squeezed the young woman between them, going at her hard.
"So who's the best?" inquired the other, who was savoring her ass with a greasy laugh. The brunette didn't need to answer to show which one was.
The man laughed harder while running a tender hand through his friend's jet-black curl.
"If you didn't mean so much to me..."
"Maybe that's precisely the problem," argued the tattooed man, adjusting the brunette and penetrating her even further if possible.
His blonde, who had regained all her strength, didn't let herself be forgotten, and went behind her lover, encircling his neck with her arms and rubbing herself against him, biting the back of his neck.
The tattooed man turned her head and kissed her breath away.
Their breaths mingled as he continued to move in and out of the brunette.
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The next evening, her fiancé, Shawn, returned and she tried to forget the episode, or at least only thought about it when she was alone.
He returned, and the next minute he had her pinned against the door, pulled up her short beige pleated skirt, ripped off her panties and penetrated her without foreplay. She arched her back against him, biting her lips, clutching her fiancé as if she'd never let him go. It was quick, dazzling.
They exchanged an eager kiss, then fell back against each other.
"I've missed you," Ashley whispered, nibbling his ears.
He leaned even more against his woman and kissed her throat fiercely.
"You too, and that's not about to change."
"I hope not."
They readjusted their clothes and headed for their bedroom, a luxurious but sober room decorated in light tones and with classically styled furniture.
Ashley looked at her beloved and recognized how handsome he was.
"I'd like us to try sodomy," she said suddenly and all at once, before her hesitations got the better of her.
The young man stopped short and turned to his fiancée, studying her for a moment before hugging her.
"You wish for anal sex?"
Ashley pressed her lips together as she nodded slowly.
"Why all of a sudden?"
He squinted his eyes.
"Don't tell me you get bored during our..."
She shook her head vigorously.
"No, and you know it perfectly well! But I heard someone talking about it recently, and this person says it's great. And I thought I'd like to give it a try."
He studied his fiancée again for a moment, then nodded.
"Then we'll do it, but not right now. I've got to get ready first. Because if it goes wrong, you can leave me!" he added humorously.
She put her arms around his neck and rubbed her mouth against his.
"You'd better be perfect then..."
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A week later, the couple prepared to go to Shawn's half-brother's birthday party.
These two weren't particularly close, not even close. The only time they saw each other was during the annual party.
The young woman had only met him three times. That Rick. And the third time was while he was putting on a most daring and unforgettable show. A little shorter and less handsome than his younger brother, he exuded more authority.
He owned the family business, having saved it from bankruptcy after buying up most of the shares.
Shawn now owned just ten percent.
Fortunately, he too had inherited the Grant bloodline. He had what it took to succeed, and he did. He was one of the most experienced and mirifically paid lawyers in the city.
His older brother refused to hire him, but it didn't matter. With his talent, other firms were vying for him.
Ashley approached him slowly with an enticing smile.
"We don't have to go to this party. I feel like we've got better things to do," she said, arranging his bow tie.
Shawn rolled his eyes while wearing a mocking expression.
"And miss this evening, the only one during which my dear brother tolerates my presence? No, I can't do that."
She now threw her arms around his powerful neck.
Her beloved was truly handsome, with his sparkling brown hair fashionably cut, his fine, angular face betraying his firm, determined character and finally, his slim, muscular, perfect body wearing with class that tailored iron-gray suit, capable of bringing her all the pleasure she wanted.
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