Free Black by Aria Cole Page A

into my master bedroom. Her gaze landed on her clothes, crumpled on the floor from last night.
    A grin cocked my lips, remembering what I had planned for today.
    “I’m not sure what you had planned today,” she said as if reading my mind, “but maybe I could run home and get some clothes?” She trailed off, holding the towel around her tightly.
    I grinned, shaking my head. “I’ve got plenty planned today, and none of it involves you wearing clothes.” I dropped my own towel at my feet. Her eyes glistened as she caught sight of my hungry cock saluting for her, ready for action.
    “Maxwell,” she uttered, her mouth falling into a soft O. I immediately wanted her lips wrapped around me again. My cock jumped, eager as ever at the thought. I’d have to get some clothes on if her reaction to my cock was that sexy.
    I pulled a pair of navy slacks up my legs, without underwear, thinking I wanted my cock close for relief with what I had in mind, then approached her. “Lose the towel and follow me,” I said, eager to get started.
    Elle’s soft eyes fell in shock, her gaze trained on the obvious outline of my dick in my trousers. “You’ve got a one-track mind, beautiful.” I smiled, thinking how sweet and innocent she’d been only yesterday, then after a night in my hands, she was the horniest little sex kitten I’d ever seen. I loved all the sides of her.
    I didn’t give her a chance to argue or pout. I stalked out of the bedroom, through the kitchen, then opened the door that led down the short flight of stairs to the library. I smiled when I heard the soft pad of her footsteps behind me. I didn’t check to see if she held the towel. She was a good girl; I knew she didn’t.

Sixteen
    Elle
    I stood in the cold, shivering and naked in the dim light, wondering what on earth I was doing following a man down the back stairs without a stitch of clothing on into the public library on a Sunday morning.
    “We’re cleaning today.” The lights suddenly flicked on and Maxwell came around the corner, a few bleached white rags and a spray bottle in his hands.
    “What? Are you crazy?” My eyes flicked to the front window, thankful that at least the shutters were closed. No prying eyes could see me in all my naked, curvy glory. “You want me to clean? Naked?” I uttered, thinking I must be misunderstanding him again.
    “Mmm…” He approached and his fingers trailed between my legs, sliding between my still-damp lips and working slow circles at my burning clit. “Yes, I want you to clean naked. It’s easier for me to do this.” One long finger dipped inside and gathered more of my juices, swirling around my clit again and causing my stomach to swim with anxious butterflies. “And this.” His finger left my body and thrust deep into his mouth where he licked and sucked the glistening sex off his finger. “Now stop complaining.” He kissed me long and sweet on the lips and I tasted my own musk on his breath. That alone made me eager to do anything he said, coupled with his lips pressed to mine… He could make me his sexy slave and I’d be a willing participant. “Now get to work.” He landed a swift smack at my ass and arousal tore through me. I was suddenly desperately needy and so ready to play his game.
    “I told you I would make you work for my cum today.” He winked.
    “Well, it’s a good thing I’m not afraid of a little hard work, then.” I cocked my own head, then spun, pulling the rags and spray from his hands and dropping to my knees on the floor at his feet, my eyes sparkling. “Where should I start, Maxwell?”
    His eyes flared as they flicked up and down my body while I waited, my eyes landing at the bulge tenting his dark slacks. So thick and rigid, I could make out the crown of his erection. The engorged tip faintly outlined through the thick fabric had me so wet I half-hoped he’d see me bent over and, unable to control himself, he’d take me right here on the floor.
    I contemplated