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The Riddle of Romance Pt. II - 5
🕑 Added 2025-09-14 00:53:05 +0000 UTCEddie felt massive through his trousers. Selina knew exactly how big he was, her cute dork stud, but the feel of his hardness pressing through the fabric still made her giddy.
That twitch across his face, the strain at the corner of his eyes, Selina liked the look. It told her just how much power she had right then, just from the skill of her touch. The look of Eddie down on his knees, she’d like that even better. There was a heat between her legs that needed tending to.
The pillar was their only protection. Beyond, Selina could still hear the murmurings of the other guests. So close, yet a world away. The risk had her blood running hot. Selina let out a hum as she enjoyed the warmth of Eddie’s body for a moment longer. Then she took a small step back, pushing her chest out. She drew a finger along the neckline of her dress, teasing at the edge of her abundant cleavage. Eddie’s eyes were alight with deep interest.
“It took me so long to pick this out.” Selina said, pouring on the innocence. She put her other hand on her hip, posing for him. “Don’t I look nice?”
The desire in his eyes burned strong, so strong that it bordered on worship. It delighted her. When Eddie opened his mouth to speak, she pushed back in quickly, silencing him with a finger to his lips. She stole a kiss next, enjoying the desperation as he devoured her mouth. Her hand returned to his groin, fingers squeezing at the bulge there. He was rock solid and the heat coming off his cock surged even through the material of his pants.
Selina broke the kiss, humming again.
“That was a rhetorical question, dork.” She gently took his lower lip between her teeth. His groan was delicious. “I know how good I look. I want you to use that tongue for something more useful.”
Excitement and understanding both seeped into his dopey expression. For a split-second, his gaze dropped down, down to her waist, down lower. Smart boy, Selina thought. But just to make sure he got it…
Selina smirked as she drew the skirt of her dress open, using the split up her leg to reveal her black thong panties. A small pity she preferred the color black - Eddie couldn’t see just how wet she was. Not until she tugged the small scrap of fabric aside. Just when she thought Eddie’s eyes couldn’t get any wider…
She reached out and grabbed the lapel of his coat, tugging down. Eddie followed the silent instruction, going down to his knees. His gaze flickered past the pillar, a sliver of nervousness shining out. Whatever reservations he had weren’t enough to stop him from shuffling closer. So close she could feel the warmth of his breath on her mound.
“Oh, Mr. Norton!” Selina whispered in mock scandal, bringing her hand up to her mouth. “In a place like this? We could get caught!”
Eddie paused with his lips inches from her aching sex. He met her eyes, lifting a brow. There came a faint quirk at the corner of his mouth.
“That just makes it fun, Ms. Kenson.” He whispered, playing along.
He moved quickly then. Selina didn’t get the chance to brace herself, gasping as the sensation of his warm tongue struck down to her core. Eddie went to work with gusto, gliding that wet, agile muscle through the soaking heat of her cunt.
Selina sighed slowly, trying to maintain control by easing into the pleasure. Eddie was not making it easy. He was not ravenous or wild or frantic, though there was an urgency to his lapping. Every swipe of his tongue was a surge of heat through her core, stoking the fire in her gut. A blitz across every nerve ending. It was heavenly.
Like before, his kiss was hungry. Only now he was truly tasting her.
For time, all Selina did was savor it. The pleasure, the risk, the excitement. She leaned against the pillar, taking the weight off her trembling legs. Behind her, mere feet away, was the rest of the party. The voices of dozens and dozens of other stuffed suits and dolled-up airheads carried into her ears. Empty conversations from the dullest of people. None of them could ever dream of the sort of fun she was having.
She was truly lucky, Selina knew, to have found a partner that was so… willing.
“I’m… finally starting to rub off on you, huh?” She teased the man devouring her pretty pink pussy.
Eddie answered with a rumbling groan - the vibrations poured from his throat, feeling so divine against her slick mound. His tongue was thrashing now, long, forceful strokes through her molten lips. Pleasure bloomed, red hot and pulsing. Selina shuddered, clutching the pillar behind her. She bucked her hips forward, taking her lover by his neatly combed hair.
“Don’t talk with your mouth full.” She told him, her voice shaking. Her fingers gripped tight to the top of his head, pressing his mouth firmly to her dripping cunt. “Just focus. Yes, just like that.”
Eddie continued dutifully - eagerly too, from the blaze in his eyes. Seeing how he craved her had Selina’s blood running even hotter. She lifted one leg, sweeping it over Eddie’s shoulder and letting it rest there. His hand came up then, fingers sinking into the fullness of her firm thigh. His touch was hot and welcome, almost as much as his tongue was. His focus was on her clit now, gentle but steady circles around it. Ever so slowly he picked up the pace, each swirl driving Selina deeper into a delicious craze.
Even through the fog of bliss, she could still hear the other party goers mingling just around the pillar. The wickedness was electric through her core. Pushing her luck like this… there was no other high like it.
A cry welled up in her throat, craving escape. Selina fought it down. But that just made it all the sweeter.
“That’s it, baby.” Selina whined quietly. She was writhing now, damn near melting against the pillar. “Work that tongue. Fuck, you’re gonna make me scream…”
Her other hand, the one that wasn’t tangled in Eddie’s hair, was not idle. She slid her palm over her chest, fingers trailing like fire over the swell of her bosom. A firm squeeze had her sighing, new pleasure entwining with the blistering heat down in her core. Then her fingers found a nipple, pinching the hardened stud. The blitz through her nerves made Selina hiss.
The dress was in the way. She shrugged the tiny straps from her shoulders, slipping the black fabric away from her breasts, inching it down until it bunched around her belly. Half-naked now, supported by one trembling leg and Eddie’s kneeling form, Selina gave herself to the man’s oral worship.
The bliss surging through her body, she wanted more of it. More pleasure, more heat. Her hands went back to mauling her bare tits, squeezing roughly in the way she liked. Her nails stung against the soft flesh. It was exquisite. And Eddie’s tongue was taking her even higher. He was ravenous, devouring her cunt.
“F-fuck! Fuck! Just- Hngh!” This time, Selina had to bite her finger to keep from screaming.
Her orgasm struck like a sledgehammer, the heat blossoming into a supernova. White sparks flying out through her body like a starburst. She gripped her own breasts, gripped at the pillar behind her, looking for anything to hang on to as ecstasy rushed in to sweep her away.
It surged, coming in waves, each one a little weaker than the last but just as sweet. The throbbing through her core, through her flesh, ran from head to toe. Like she was sinking into warm honey. Selina took in long, deep breaths. Every inch of her skin was tingling.
And Eddie? Eddie was pressing gentle, wet kisses to her inner thighs. Selina’s pussy still ached, feeling absolutely soaked. No doubt her dork loverboy got his fill of her sweetness.
Selina glanced down and, sure enough, Eddie’s lower face was glistening. From the relish in his eyes, it was clear he didn’t mind. He continued to trail kisses there, moving back to her sensitive, aching mound.
“Oh… you trying to torture me now, dork?” Selina bit her lower lip, eyes fluttering as those flower petal kisses inched closer and closer to her clit.
“Just getting a little revenge.” Eddie murmured. He swiped his tongue over her folds.
“Only a little?” Selina challenged through the hitch in her breath.
The spark of daring in Eddie’s eyes was always a delight to see. Adorable and exciting in equal measure. Eddie was moving upward now, letting Selina’s leg slide from his shoulder. In no time his face was nestled nicely between her breasts, planting hungrier kisses there.
The slick coating of his mouth and chin smeared over her bosom as he went, mingling with his saliva as he followed up pussy with a full course of tits. He devoured, just as he did before, filling his mouth with her sweet flesh. His tongue danced over her nipples - more delightful than her own fingers. Licking, flicking, swirling, each stroke lighting up her nerves again.
As good as it felt, Selina had a mind to stop. They’d pushed their luck enough, she decided. For the real fun she now craved, they would need some security.
“Down boy.” Selina tapped the top of Eddie’s head. Reluctantly, he drew from her breasts, though he voiced no complaints. As she swept her skirts back into place and slipped the top of her dress back on, he eyed her curiously… and a hint of disappointment. Selina stifled a giggle as she tidied up her hair.
“Better to take this somewhere more private.” She explained, taking him by the hand.
The next moment they were wading through the party crowd. Selina didn’t spare anyone a second look as they brushed on by. Onlookers weren’t worth a damn - so the hell what if they had suspicions? Selina’s focus was on one thing and one thing only.
Dragging Eddie by the arm, she led them down an empty, dim hall. No security staff came to stop them. Selina felt no relief. Only urgency. There were a few doors lining the hall. Selina picked one at random, turned the handle, and pushed inside.
It was an office, dark and empty. A big carved desk, a couple chairs. Perfect.
“Selina…” She heard Eddie warn. Before he could say anything else, she was ushering them both inside.
She shut the door. Set her eyes on the man with the prized tongue… and that big, wonderful cock.
Giddy, her heart racing, Selina slipped the straps from her shoulders again. This time she pushed her dress all the way down. It fell into a ring of black around her ankles. She kicked it away, standing before Eddie in nothing but heels and panties, taking wicked joy in the way his mouth opened and closed.
“Eddie…” She purred, taking slow strides forward. Her eyes fell to his groin. “I can’t be the only one showing the goods. That’s just not fair.”
“What about the job? The- the big score?” Eddie stammered, almost choking on his own words.
Selina wasn’t sauntering. She was prowling forth. Closing in on fresh meat. Thick and juicy.
“The score can wait.” She was up against him now, plucking at his belt. “I’ve got my eye on a different sort of big.”
Selina palmed Eddie’s cock again. Sliding her hand up and down the length, feeling that hardness shielded only by a millimeter of fabric. She wanted that cock slapping against her face. She wanted that cock buried in her cunt. She ached for it.
She watched as the protest vanished from his face. Eddie clenched his jaw, his hips easing forward against Selina’s groping hand. He let out a low, quiet groan.
“The door locked?” He finally asked in a rough vice.
“Nope.” Selina hummed sweetly.
Eddie cursed under his breath, hanging his head.
“This is crazy. You’re crazy.”
“And you love it. Otherwise you wouldn’t be here.” Selina loosened his belt and yanked the whole thing from his pants. She tossed it to the corner of the room. Then her hands went to his fly. She popped the button, tugged the zipper down, but didn’t go further. The rest was up to him. She hit him with a smirk and a blistering gaze.
“Drop the pants, stud. I want to play with my favorite toy.”
