She frowned. “The police?”
“Yeah, I think it’s time I shared my information. I’ll tell the detective to meet me at Orlov’s office tomorrow – she can take over where I leave off.”
“Okay – sounds like a good plan. I’ll go make us some tea; see you in a minute.”
Sarah kissed him ‘goodbye’ and strolled into the kitchen where she automatically flicked on the kettle. Her mind drifted back to the Russian-looking guys at the gig, and her shoulders tensed, making her shiver. This kitchen was huge and she felt exposed standing near the window. She glanced around, still feeling as if they were being followed, but Dylan seemed relaxed, so she decided to calm herself too. She breathed into her belly and reminded herself that she was safe. She switched on the radio and smiled, hoping that one day that she’d hear Joseph’s songs streaming through the speakers. He definitely had the musical talent and the stage charisma. Perhaps he also needed a little luck. But Sarah knew the harder people worked, the luckier they seemed to get.
Dylan swaggered back with a suggestive smirk on his face. “Hey, sweetheart. I missed you.”
She leaned against the granite counter and laughed. “Me too. How was the detective?”
“Fine. She said she’ll be there at noon, so the trap is set. I just hope Mikhail comes up with the goods, but… hey, you look tense; you okay?”
“Yeah. It was a great evening. I’m feeling a bit… it’s been a crazy week, Dylan.”
“I know, but it’s almost over, okay. And for now… Allow me to help you relax.” He stood in front of her and kissed her strongly. “Turn around.”
Sarah’s tension unwound. She smiled and turned to face the counter, gripping it with her fingers. Dylan stepped close behind and massaged her shoulders, pressing his hard cock against her. Her body sank into him and her lust swirled deliciously in her thighs.
“Like that?”
“Oh… yes, Dylan.”
He moved his hands down her curvy body and gripped his fingers around her waist, gently rocking her hips back and forth and rubbing his rock-hard cock against her ass. He moved his hands down to the hem of her short dress and lifted up the material, exposing her panties.
He let out a pensive, “Hmm…” Then he lowered his mouth to her ear and whispered. “You’re wearing stockings… Fuck you’re hot, Sarah.”
He nibbled her ear, causing her lust to skyrocket as he grabbed her butt cheeks roughly in his hands and squeezed tight. Still pressing himself against her, he undid his trousers and fished out his hard-on. Sarah expected him to bend her over the counter and take her hard and rough from behind – knowing he’d ensure she climaxed. But instead, he rubbed his hard cock between her thighs, skimming it over the soft cotton of her panties and making her wet. Dylan enjoyed drawing out the pleasure, and today was no exception.
He wrapped his arms around her tightly, making her feel secure as he continued to tease his firm cock between her thighs. Then he kissed her on the side of the face and whispered, “Turn to face me, babe, I need to see your sexy tits.”
On trembling lust-filled legs, Sarah turned around in her high heels and faced him. He was so handsome and cool with his gorgeous brown curls, rugged stubble, and strong build. Even though he wasn’t wearing his suit tonight – instead he was wearing jeans and a casual shirt – he still looked powerful and dominating. Sarah never grew tired of looking at him – her heart surged with love and her pussy surged with lust as their eyes met. Dylan kissed her passionately as he yanked down her dress at the front. The dress material was tight, so the lower-half of the garment was still pushed up around her hips, and – now that her bra was also exposed – she felt slutty and sexy. He whipped off her bra with a well-practised flourish, then pushed her against the counter to suck and tease her nipples.
Sarah let her head drop back as he tongued her breasts, making them plump and sending electric fizzes into her soul. She grinned, feeling arousal crackle between her thighs. She needed to feel this man fucking her right now.
He stood up straight and took ahold of her hand. “Come over here and ride me, hotstuff.”
Sarah giggled. He led her across the tiles – with her tits and ass hanging out of her dress – and sat himself against a wooden cupboard door. Still standing, Sarah straddled his thighs, then she toppled off balance in her heels as he grabbed her ass and pulled her pelvis towards his mouth. She ground her hips into his face as his tongue delved into her panties, and he pressed his tongue-tip hard against her clit. She gasped at the luscious delight soaring through her body. She felt so sexy in her stockings and heels, with her dress pushed up and falling down, grinding herself into her gorgeous man’s lips. He pulled away – realising that she might come too soon – and gazed up at her. Her wetness glistened around his mouth, and he looked primal, like a hungry animal. He held her hand and gently pulled her downwards – bending his legs at the knees so she could sit in his lap and lean back against his thighs. She felt secure like this, with him supporting her from behind – gazing into each other’s lust-filled eyes. She glanced down and saw that his straining cock was sticking out hungrily in front of her panties. All she had to do was hold it up straight and she could feel him deep inside her.
He reached out and ran his thumb across one of her nipples, jabbing delight all over her throbbing body.
“Touch yourself for me, sweetheart,” he said.
Sarah grinned. Maintaining sizzling eye contact with him, she seductively sucked her first two fingers, and then she rubbed her wetness around her nipple, sending electric lust deep into her yearning thighs. He watched captivated.
“I can’t wait to fuck you,” he said.
Dylan dug his fingers into her stocking-clad thighs, almost unable to control himself. Sarah felt powerful as she leaned forward and offered her fingers for him to suck. It felt amazing as he took them in his mouth and ran his tongue
over them, exploring them as he would do her pussy. He groaned, sending gorgeous vibes over her fingertips, which reverberated all around her body.
Sarah retrieved her fingers then – gazing seductively into his eyes – she lowered her damp fingers into her panties to play with her clit, while absent-mindedly sliding her wet pussy over his straining cock. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the glorious feeling of masturbating – excited to know that her audience of one was enjoying the performance as much as she was.
Sarah groaned lustfully as she plunged her fingers deep inside herself, curving them round to reach her sweet G-spot, and relishing the gorgeous feeling as they filled her up.
“I need to get myself ready for you…” she whispered. “…Ready to ride you hard.”
Sarah withdrew her fingers then raised herself up and wrapped her fingers around his erection. Dylan delved in his pocket for a condom and quickly did the honours, then he held his cock straight while Sarah hovered above him, allowing the head to slip inside her panties and penetrate the opening of her pussy, which sent tingles of bliss throughout her body. She tilted her hips back and forth fast, rapidly rubbing the head of his cock just inside her, savouring the excitement of this thrilling moment.