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asked twice and she gently pushed Elias back on the rough bed before she climbed on top of him. She slowly undid the gold belt that kept his cloak in place and she slid the belt along his body until he was free of it. She fingered the fine material as she tried to push away thoughts of his wife buying the item of clothing for him.
    With practiced carelessness, Kalliope dropped the belt to the floor and stretched her body atop of Elias’ strong muscular one. She heard Elias’ breath catch as she hovered over him, a sliver of the top of her breasts exposed as she reached around his shoulders to grip the fabric of his cloak.
    Slowly, Kalliope pulled the cloak from his shoulders and exposed his muscular chest. She sighed as she ran her hands over his hard muscles and his chiseled features. She felt highly satisfied as she watched Elias’ breathing go from calm and steady to quick and ragged. She continued to pull at his cloak and Elias eagerly lifted his hips so Kalliope could pull the cloak completely off.
    Elias lay bare and gorgeous in front of her.
    “Kalliope,” he breathed, “I can’t get enough of you.”
    Kalliope smiled seductively as she let her body gently graze his erection, and Elias moaned when Kalliope didn’t touch him with her hands.
    “Please,” he begged, but Kalliope wagged a finger at him.
    “Not yet,” she teased.
    She straddled his hips and brought her mouth to his face. Gently kissing Elias down the side of his cheek and along his jaw line, but careful not to kiss his mouth. She continued to kiss along his jaw and down his neck and Elias turned towards her, pushing his mouth forward so Kalliope could kiss him.
    Kalliope had slowly been perfecting the art of teasing. She kissed up one side of his jaw and down the other side and then slowly grazed her lips against his lips without pressing firmly. Elias cried out in frustration and he grabbed Kalliope’s head with his hands and roughly pulled her towards him. He crushed his mouth to her, forcing her lips apart as he thrust his tongue deep into her mouth, licking every corner of her.
    Kalliope gasped as Elias held her and she felt herself melting into the kiss and groaning as Elias’ probing tongue possessed her. Elias didn’t let up and Kalliope knew her lips would be swollen the following day. Kalliope grinded against Elias’ erection and she tried not to let her desperate need for Elias to show. Most men repulsed Kalliope, but Elias was one of the few men that Kalliope would sleep with for free. In fact, Kalliope herself would pay to sleep with Elias, he was just that good.
    Finally, Elias tore himself away, leaving Kalliope desperate and upside down and she jumped up to take a step back and get a hold of herself.
    “I’m sorry,” he murmured.
    “Don’t be. You’re paying for this. You get whatever you want.”
    “But you were doing exactly as I asked. It’s just it’s so hard to resist you Kalliope.”
    Kalliope made no move towards Elias. She looked at him in the dim light of the room and wondered what his wife was doing now. Of course she knew he came to the brothel, the wives in the village were not fools, they knew that their husbands preferred to get their pleasure outside of the home. Elias was maybe ten years older than Kalliope, and she guessed that Elias’ wife was probably five years older than herself. Kalliope couldn’t help but think that it could have been her if only her father hadn’t been so hasty to get rid of her.
    Kalliope moved towards Elias. “So you can’t resist me?”
    “No! You know that Kalliope! Even as a young teenager, you were breathtaking. I waited and waited for you to ripen.”
    “Stop. Talking.”
    Kalliope fell across Elias, and ran her hot mouth down the middle of his chest, before tracing each of his nipples with the delicate tip of her tongue. Elias groaned beneath her, but Kalliope didn’t let up as she traced the lines of his abdominal muscles. She slowly kissed up each side of his