The private room.

"What?" Maurice asked when he saw Lara still standing at the door even after he told her to make herself comfortable.

Lara's eyes darted around nervously while she fiddled with her fingers. "Uuhm… Maurice…" her words trailed off and she scratched the back of her neck, wondering how to phrase her words.

Maurice's eyebrows furrowed and his fingers undoing his tie paused. "What is it?" He asked, his voice twinged with a little bit of concern as his eyes peered at her.

"I–I really don't think I can take anymore. My–my… I'm really sore down there," she said with a serious expression.

There was momentary silence in the private room before Maurice broke out in laughter, and Lara just stared at him with a worried expression. What was he laughing at? She was really sore down there? Her pussy felt abused and violated.

"Come here," Maurice beckoned with his hand after he finished laughing.

Lara walked towards him with hesitant steps, until he was standing right in front of him. Maurice grabbed her hand and made her sit on his lap, her legs between his. His hand circled around her waist while the other one rested on the couch.

"You're really sore down there, huh?" He teased, his eyes shining with mirth. Lara nodded aggravatingly and Maurice had the urge to laugh again, but he refrained from it.

"But if your pussy is sore…" his free hand started caressing her inner thigh and Lara tried clenching her legs together but it was of no use. "... Then I could fuck your butthole. I know you're not sore there," he said playfully as he leaned in on her to bite her earlobe. Lara squirmed on his lap, her pussy starting to get wet because of his teasing.

"But I will be. Please, I still have to go to school tomorrow. You know I can't miss school. I won't be able to walk if we keep fucking all day," Lara rattled on pleadingly, but it was like Maurice wasn't even listening to her because after all that she said, he just smiled mischievously.

He had heard everything she said, but he was amused because he found that he liked Lara being a little vulgar, which didn't happen often from what he observed, and also because she thought she wouldn't be able to walk if he fucked her. It seemed like she already understood his sexual behaviours in such a short while.

"Of course we wouldn't want you to miss school. Good thing women have plenty of holes. I can just use your sweet mouth," he drawled, his hand drawing circles on Lara's inner thigh.

Lara shuddered subconsciously, but then realized that she hadn't given Maurice a blowjob yet. Seemingly sharing her thoughts, Maurice stopped caressing her skin and looked lost in thought.

"How come you've not tasted my cum yet?" Maurice asked in wonderment, then the next second a smirk appeared on his face and he turned Lara's face so that she was staring into his eyes.

"Won't you be a good little slut and suck my cock?" His tone darkened and the smirk on his face became malicious, but instead of making Lara nervous, her body reacted differently from her mind. She could feel a gush of warmth seep out of her entrance and her body heat up with desire.

Without any resistance in her actions or even in her eyes, Lara sat up from Maurice's lap and kneeled on the carpeted floor. Her slender fingers started unbuckling his belt while Maurice released her hair from the neat bun and started threading his fingers through it. Lara groaned inwardly, wondering how many times she had to do her hair today.

Maurice raised his hips from the bed only slightly to allow her to pull the pants and the boxers down. His firm erection bounced in front of Lara's face, making her lick her lips in anticipation.

She hadn't had the chance to stare at Maurice's cock up close, amd now she didn't know if it was just her imagination, but it seemed bigger and thicker than she had earlier thought. The smooth skin had veins running along the shaft, and the tip was purplish red.

Lara stared at it for a while then shifted her weight to make herself comfortable on the floor. Maurice spread his legs further, then wrapped his large hands around his dick and started stroking up and down slowly. The tip was right in front of Lara's lips, and she could see some precum forming on the little slit.

She stared up at him and found his eyes looking at her, as if mesmerized by something. His lips curled up into a smile, then he stopped stroking himself and pinched her chin, tipping her head up some more.

"We should make this more exciting. Pass me that," he pointed towards a jar among the food and drinks the waiter had brought to them, and like an obedient little slut, Lara passed the jar to him.

Maurice opened the lid, then under Lara's watch and with a playful smirk, dipped his hard cock inside the jar. Lara's eyebrows shot up and she waited for his next action. Maurice retrieved his dick, and it was coated in… hot chocolate?

Lara's lips parted and she stared up at him with a questioning gaze, but Maurice's smile just widened. He was watching every little reaction from her, and he knew he was really going to enjoy this.

"You should get rid of this. Don't want it to get messy," he suggested as he tugged on the dress she was wearing.

With a wide grin now on her face, Lara didn't hesitate and grabbed the hem of her dress, pulling it over her head and tossing it aside. Her breasts bounced up and down and Maurice followed with his eyes.

Maurice caressed her face, pushing a few strands of hair behind her ear, then his gaze suddenly darkened and his expression turned serious. "Now get to work," he commanded coldly.

Completely disregarding his tone or change of attitude, lara leaned down and gave his cock a slow lick, from where his balls connected with the shaft, up to the tip. Her tongue lapped the sweet chocolate on the tip, then took it in her mouth and sucked it all off. Her eyes stayed locked with Maurice's the entire time, and she saw how it pleased him because of how his lips parted in a silent cry.

Maurice leaned back on the couch, and Lara placed her hands on his knees. She didn't want to touch his cock… at least not yet.

Leaning down again, this time Lara went for the balls. Some of the hot chocolate dripped onto the balls, but instead of sucking the full sacks, her tongue expertly went between his balls and licked continuously, then she tilted her head and took his left ball in her mouth, sucking and licking while staring at his face.

"Uugh… fuck…" Maurice cursed as he grabbed her hair, his eyes closing subconsciously.