said.
“Yeah, I haven’t decided totally what to do with it yet. Leave it, twist it, add to it. I don’t really know yet.”
“Well, it’s very strong. Like all of your work.”
“Well, I guess that’s part of my philosophy. The pieces are reflections of me. I love strength, but I don’t love it for myself. I love that I can share it.”
“Well, that’s, that’s a…” Eve found herself stumbling to complete even one sentence around Matt. “Could you show me where your restroom is?”
“Sure,” he guided her up to the third level and into his bedroom.
“I’ll just be a second,” Eve spat out as she darted inside the bathroom. This was becoming ridiculous. He wasn’t the first attractive man she’d been around, or slept with. She tried to breathe slowly and center herself. She splashed some water on the back of her neck and tried to remember that she was a twenty-eight-year-old woman, not an eighteen-year-old girl. She opened the door and found Matt with his shirt off on the bed, watching the video she made for him on the flat screen that had emerged through the cabinetry across from the bed.
“Want to join me?” He patted the bed. Eve stared at him stuck in the spot where she stood. She felt like nothing was in her control anymore. Matt got up, took her by the hand, and guided her onto the bed. “Just lie down… and look at how beautiful you are.” They watched the video and as each minute and each moan passed, they both grew more excited. Eve felt like she was going to faint, but she used every bit of control in her body to stay attached to the here and now. Whatever was going to happen, she didn’t want to miss it.
Matt gently kissed her then undressed her completely. He kissed, licked, and kneaded every inch of her body, and descended gently into her underwear, pulling them down and off. He dove into her wetness, and she let out a surprised cry. He seized her thighs, his tongue rapidly circling around and plunging in and out of her. She held up her hand, as if to stop him, but it collapsed back on to the bed with the rest of her body following.
Matt took out a large sex toy. It looked like an exact replica of his penis. “Now I want you on your hands and knees; face the television.” Her body was quaking from his tongue. She shivered while she managed to maintain an upright position. “I’m large, so I have to train you. I want to train you to take it.” He slid the toy inside her pussy. The toy began to vibrate as soon as it was inside of her. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she whimpered to herself. He massaged her breasts and quickened the toy going in and out. “You’re going to come for me. Come for me when I tell you to.” He bent further over her, biting her neck.
“Yes…yes!” she cried as she bucked against his hand. It seemed endless. She lost a sense of time. She didn’t want him to stop.
“Come now and squeeze it, ride it!”
Eve cried out his name and a flood of wetness covered the toy and his hand.
“Beautiful, come here.” She rolled onto her back and inched over beside him. He took her face in his hands, “I want you to be mine. Will you consider that for me?” Eve was stunned. She didn’t know quite what he meant. First she was downstairs pondering the history of metal sculpture then she was upstairs covered in cum with a gorgeous man demanding her body and soul. “What I mean is. Mine, here. Just like now. I do see other women too sometimes. But, you see other men. I do want you to be one of my special women though. I don’t want to see a lot of women anymore. I’m ready for a change. Will you think about it?”
“Yes, yes, I’ll think about it.” Her eyes were large and dilated. She’d promise him anything he wanted after this afternoon. She tried to use some logic, her intelligence to deal with his new demands, but she felt powerless to say anything but yes after his treatment of her.
“I want you to see just me