Chapter 3- Unhook It

Vincent’s POV

“Sarah,” I said.

“Sir,” She says.

“I miss her” I said, I did not know why I was telling her this.

“I know,” she says and engulfs me in a tight hug. I smell her, lavender and sandalwood hit my nostrils. The fragrance was familiar yet new.

I rested my head over her boobs, I was unaware the whole time that I was crushing her so close to me, onto me. I nuzzled my face in the valley of her breasts. I ran my hand over her back, she was so tiny and adorable.

“Mr Grayson, I think we should separate now” I heard her say but did I leave her? No, I was just in another world where I forgot everything.

“Sir you-” she started but stopped when I lifted my face to look into her eyes, “Please” I said and she looked at me with a shy face, biting her lower lip. “Fine,” she said and I again went away with her fragrance but what was more satisfying was that she was patting my head. I loved it.

I was old enough to get such treatments and usually am never like this but when I see her I want to feel this way. We stayed like that.

“Don’t wanna paint me now?” she asks me with a slow voice, almost inaudible. I caressed her back with my hand, I could cover her tiny waist with my one palm.

“You want me to?” I asked her and she inhaled deeply before nodding her head, “I want it” she said.

“I will,” I said.

When we separated I finally realized just what I was doing. When I saw her adjust her dress, I turned away my face, “I am sorry, I was unaware of what I was doing” I apologized to her.

She did not reply to me and went to remove her overcoat, “You will look at what you are drawing today” she said as if commanding me and I gulped. I do not know how I will do it but I still agree.

She sat there, her body was perfect, for me. The way her curves were highlighted when she elegantly sat and the way her eyes shone when she looked at the things that fascinated her.

“Can you look in my eyes?” I say this is the only thing that calms me down nowadays. 

“I am already looking,” she says and I smile a little.

I painted her again. 

As my brush moved to draw her neck, she lifted her hand to lift her top, and I stopped.

My confused gaze looked at her desired one, she felt somewhat seductive.

“Can you draw without this?”she asked me as her hand moved to lift her top a little to reveal her abdomen to me, I immediately diverted my gaze.

“What?” I asked her with disbelief, she was behaving weirdly. Was this because we shared a close hug?

“You have drawn these things right?” she again questions me with a lustful gaze, I felt it. My dick was again ready in action when she moved the top some more to reveal the outline of her bra.

Fuck, fuck.

“No, I have not” I said sternly, the whole time I tried to avoid looking but this girl knew exactly what she was doing. “Then try now, you will love it” I widened my eyes at her words.

“Miss Davis, you are going on the wrong track. I-” I spoke but the next words remained in my mouth as she showed me her bra-clad breasts. She threw away her top and was in a skirt.

I was looking at her with so many strong emotions that I knew I wouldn’t stop after I drew her like this. I will want it again and again.

“If you want then” I said finally.

I moved my hand to draw the sharp collar bones, she stayed still while I admired her. How can she look so pure even after being so seductive?

The whole time her mouth was opened slightly as if inviting me. God knows how I am stopping myself while my dick is almost stoned.

“Unhook it,” I said and she was a little taken aback by my words but wasn’t shocked, she knew this was coming.

He slowly reached out her hand at the back, her body arched up beautifully before I heard a sound and the bra came undone. I looked at these soft molds I was crushing my face over, it was beyond divine.

The pink nipples were small and perked up. The areolas were of pinkish-brown clour and the breasts were perfect for my palms, they would fit just right. As I thought that my hand twitched, I wanted to squeeze those, suck them and mark them.

“You enjoy these things” I could not help but ask and she tightened her legs together, her long legs were making me weak down there. I have been away from a woman for almost six years now and I had not fucked since then. 

“No, this is the first time I am doing something like this” she told me and a chuckle escaped my lips, “Are you sure, you can show me those” I asked again.

A woman who I am meeting for a second time is chest naked in front of me while I am dying to release myself with the visions of her under me. This was all happening while I was painting her.

“If I wasn't sure, I would not have been sitting here” she says with a hushed voice, she was becoming more and more lewd in front of me.

I paint the circular and fuller breasts and as if understanding my need, she arches her body back, her hands supporting her as she displays everything to me. Fucking everything.

Her legs were tightening more and more and I knew she was the same as me down there, she was wet and leaking.

“Sarah, I am done. I will want to excuse myself” I said and turned around hurriedly to take care of my boner. 

“You are hard?” I froze hearing her, what did she expect when she showed me herself like that, I was in so much pain and needed a release asap.

“Why? Will you touch me?” I asked her, it was a joke but she took it seriously.

“I can” she says while I inhaled deeply, this is insane.

“I just need to drink some water,” I said and stormed off.

I immediately went to take a shower, I let the cold water run down my hot and scorching body heat and I touched myself. My one hand rested over the wall, while I groaned with pleasure.

I recalled the way she opened her mouth slightly and the way she lifted her top, her breasts moved slightly up when she arched her body.

Her tightened legs were stopping her from leaking all over the floor, I wanted to part them.

My hand paced faster as I groaned, “Aargh Fuck it”. I came when I slammed my cock in her wet pussy. It was crazy that I had not even masturbated to anyone in all those ten years after I reached a certain age. But now I have done it twice already.

I think I should be ready to do this again the next time we meet.I changed myself and went to see her not there. Of course, it was awkward but I saw a note there.

“Next Thursday, don’t faint again and the water bottle was here” the note said,

I chuckle escaped my lips, I am into deep shit.

🤍

Moon