Falling For My Enemy

by Cassandra Dee

  As a result, it felt good to finally have someone listen and empathize, even if he was technically my employer. Sure, it wasn’t appropriate, but you know what? It soothed my pains to have someone listen for the first time in my life. It eased my soul to have someone murmur sweet nothings. And even if the billionaire couldn’t truly feel my pain … it felt good to know that he’d tried.

  9

  Morgan

  I woke with a start.

  “Wha- where am I?” was my startled cry, jerking upright. Suddenly it all came rushing back. I’d confessed more of my impoverished past to Stone Evans. The entire sad story had come out in a torrent, pathetic and small.

  I’d felt stupid but he hadn’t laughed. Instead, the billionaire had pulled me close, offering that big form as comfort. He’d talked to me about bankruptcy, framing it as a strategic alternative to endless debt, instead of the shameful, embarrassing event I’d believed it out to be.

  And suddenly, my face flamed. Because oh god. I was still in his lap, that massive form cuddling my curves close.

  “Mr. Evans,” I whispered, cheeks flaming red. “I’m so sorry I fell asleep. I’ll get right up and get on the job. I’m so sorry,” was my aghast cry, trying to rise from his comforting form.

  But Stone wouldn’t let me, instead tightening that warm circle around my waist.

  “It’s no worries, sweetheart. You were pretty wrung out from the emotion,” he growled, blue eyes intense from two inches away. “Relax. There’s no need to rush. We still have an hour before landing.”

  And that azure gaze was so mesmerizing. Oh god, how did I look? Like a silly girl for sure. My hair was likely a mess, my cheeks blotchy, and I was still dressed in these cheesy cat pajamas.

  But Stone didn’t seem to care. He pulled me close again, resting that chin on my head.

  “You okay sweetheart?” he growled. “What you’ve been through is a lot for an eighteen-year-old girl.”

  I took a shuddering breath, trying to summon some strength.

  “It is a lot,” came my soft voice, caught between his neck and shoulder. “But it’s okay. I’ll survive. Mom and I have survived worse before,” I said in a small voice. “We’ll be fine.”

  He held me close, letting the heat from his big frame permeate my limbs. Oh god, it felt so good, like this man was a source of strength and power, supporting my trembling, weak self. It must be amazing to have a supporter like this on your side as a constant ally.

  But that was the stuff of dreams. I was a nobody who’d broken down on the job. Seems that being on payroll couldn’t keep my emotions from tumbling forwards and spoiling the professional atmosphere.

  “I’m sorry,” I whispered again, burying my face in the crook of that bronzed neck. “I’ll do better, I promise.”

  He trailed a kiss over my forehead, deep voice intimate.

  “No need to be sorry. But I’d like to play now, if you’re up for it.”

  Oh god, of course. That ravenous male hunger, unquenchable and unstoppable. But I was ready because Stone had been so kind. The billionaire had no reason to sympathize with me. I was an employee, and just a girl he paid for access to my body.

  But somehow, it’d turned into so much more. I’d cried into his arms, revealing my humble roots, the disaster that was my mom’s health, and our impossible financial situation. I’d made clear how this job was our salvation, and our only hope at digging ourselves out of a deep hole.

  And Stone had listened. Kind and caring, the man hadn’t uttered a word of judgment. Instead, the alpha had nodded, speaking soothing words. Bankruptcy wasn’t so terrible, he intoned. It was a strategy to get yourself out of a financial pickle, just like anything else. There was no reason to be ashamed.

  As a result, I was grateful to the alpha for his considerate ways and kind words. Who knew? I’d expect immediate dismissal after all that had happened, and yet clearly, Mr. Evans had other things on his mind because the male was looking at me ravenously now, devouring my heaving tits, the lush Double Ds curvy and full even under the flannel pajamas. One big hand had made its way to my thigh, resting there, warm and confident.

  And yes, I wanted it. Tipping my chin up, I looked into that blue gaze and brushed my lips softly against his sculpted ones.

  “Thank you,” was my soft mewl. “I appreciate you so much.”

  To my surprise, the billionaire didn’t pounce immediately. Instead, he gripped my chin in strong fingers, that blue gaze fierce.

  “It’s no trouble, pretty thing,” he rasped hoarsely. “I’m from humble beginnings myself, and sweetheart, you have to remember, this is just life. You’ve done an amazing job thus far, and you’re going to do great in the future.”

  With a half-choked cry, this time I threw myself at him because somehow our positions had become reversed. Instead of the ravenous alpha devouring a sweet virgin, I’d become the virgin who desperately wanted to ravish him. I wanted to show this man how much I adored his words, even after just a short while together.

  This time, our kiss was pure fire. Heat sparked from our lips, tingles running to my fingers and toes, a low warmth burning in the pit of my belly.

  “Yes,” I cried against those sculpted lips, murmuring my assent. “Yes, yes.”

  And with that the fireworks exploded into an uncontrollable bonfire. His mouth descended on mine, all-consuming, hungry and male, devouring my lips as that hot breath grazed my cheek.

  “Yes, sweetheart,” he rasped. “Yes, my Morgan.”

  And with that, we were in the back bedroom in a flash, the door latched shut enclosing us in silence.

  “Sweetheart, are you sure you’re ready for round two?” he rasped, that big body male and dominating, huge in the small room. “This is so new to you.”

  But there was only one answer as emotions swirled in my chest, big brown eyes lifting to meet his with genuine sincerity.

  “Yes, Mr. Evans, I want this. I’m ready. Please, now.”

  Stone remained unmoving for a moment. The billionaire still had his suit on and was making no move to take it off. His gaze burned into me, making my skin feel hot.

  “Lie down, baby girl,” he growled smoothly.

  The duvet shifted as I relaxed my body onto the bed. The cool fabric made me shiver, and Stone broke out in a grin.

  “Delicious,” he murmured. “Now, show me.”

  I lifted my head. “Show you?” I echoed, confused.

  He nodded, leaning against the wall. “I know you were thinking naughty thoughts while I was gone. It’s natural sweetheart because it was your first time with a man. So show me what you were thinking about.”

  My face burned as I realized what he meant. I was suddenly very aware that I was curled up on a bed with his blue eyes blazing at me. Goosebumps raced down my arms, and I felt my body betray me as wetness leaked between my legs.

  He can’t really expect me to touch myself while he’s watching? What if I look stupid? Oh god, I was in over my head already. Within two seconds, this play had already pushed my boundaries, expanding into new territory.

  But the air was different between us now. There was a meeting of the minds, and a deep understanding that wasn’t there before. Plus, I wanted this man, desperately. Not just because of the money, but because of who he was and what we could become together.

  I slid my hand down my stomach, toward my slit. Slowly, I wiggled out of my pajamas, leaving my curves lushly nude on the white sheets. Electricity crackled through the room, and his blue eyes blazed. A moan escaped my lips as my hands crept lower. When I touched myself, there was a sticky wetness there. I spread my legs a little wider, letting him get a good look at my pussy. Even more, I lifted my knees a bit, showing off my swollen lips and wet hole. It was pink, plush, and already soaked, and he growled hungrily.

  My body took over as I shut my eyes. Moaning, I pretended that his hard dick was running into me, nearly splitting me open. I shuddered as my fingers recreated the sensation, pushing into that wetness.
But one finger wasn’t enough. I moaned lightly, spreading my thighs even wider as I added two fingers, and then three. Soon, my hand was pumping in and out of my pussy feverishly.

  “Stone,” I moaned. “Oh god.”

  “Keep going,” he rasped. “Fuck you look so good.”

  But it was too much. With a shriek, I came like a banshee, my pussy clamping and snapping on the fingers stuck deep inside.

  “Oh Stone!” I cried as waves of pleasure overtook my frame. My big boobs jiggled as I came in front of him, pumping my pussy for his viewing delight.

  “Fuck baby,” he growled, harsh streaks decorating those high cheekbones. “You’re so nasty.”

  The words only made me come harder, and I shot to the highest heavens, shrieking and pumping at my hungry twat. After it was over, my eyes drifted open and I saw Stone ravenously staring at me. His pants revealed a huge hardness, straining against the fabric. But he wasn’t done yet.

  “Now I want to see round two. Take those sticky fingers and work one into your ass. Show me just how bad you can be.”

  “What?”

  I froze. Masturbating in front of him was one thing, but putting things in my butt was a totally different story. The back door is for output, not input.

  But that’s the thing. Stone is an experienced playboy, while I’m a naïve eighteen year old. He expected me to move fast, and to be a stellar student. My thoughts churned.

  Oh god. Could I?

  It was crazy, but at the same time, there was something titillating about the prospect. Anal play? By myself? In front of him?

  Yes, if it would bring us closer. If it sealed the bond between us, then absolutely yes.

  Stone shifted his cock in his pants as it grew even larger.

  “Sweetheart, it’s fine,” he growled. “Push your fingers in, otherwise it’ll hurt even more when I put this in there,” the man gestured at the bulge at his crotch. My eyes widened.

  “You’re going to put that in my ass?”

  “That’s right, pretty baby.” He chuckled. “You’re mine, all mine. Now, do you want to take the time to give yourself a proper stretch, or do you want to do this the hard way with my cock in your butt?”

  Oh god, this was moving so fast. I wasn’t ready.

  “Yes. I mean no! I mean yes.”

  The big man chuckled, sitting down on the edge of the bed. “Well then, you better start stretching yourself out.”

  Slowly, my fingers slid out of my sex. Fortunately, they were coated in female nectar, which was the perfect lube for what I was about to do. I bit my lip as I pressed one against the entrance of my other hole. It felt weird, dirty, and stunningly delicious as well. Even better, because he was watching.

  I pushed harder, edging my finger inside. Oh god. Did I really have a finger up my butt? It was strange, and yet titillating and so fucking dirty. Experimentally, I pumped a little. My eyes flicked up to him, pleading, asking if I was doing it right. He merely grinned, his eyes glued to my bottom hole as it was being used.

  “You’ll need more than one finger in there,” the billionaire rasped, eyes alight with arousal. “I’m far bigger than that.”

  I gasped. He really is serious! My body quivered as I pushed a second finger into my butt. It felt crowded as I tried to ease them in and out in a semblance of what was going to happen.

  The alpha rumbled deep in his chest. “Much better. Keep going. Push another finger in there, and I’ll give you a treat, pretty baby.”

  My body protested as my third finger tried to find a way in. I whimpered, frustrated that this was so difficult.

  There was no way that he could fit. My third finger couldn’t even worm its way in, much less his huge shaft.

  “Come on, don’t make me wait, or else no treat,” he admonished, that deep voice near breaking now from desire.

  I pulled out my first two fingers. My hole felt strange, and oddly empty. This time, I lubed them up in my pussy again and then pressed all three against my entrance, trying to edge them all in together. It hurt, and my tight button protested against the intrusion. But finally, I managed to slide all three inside, and I took a deep breath. Holy cow, my butt felt impossibly full and yet it was so delicious.

  Stone nodded. “Good. Now, tell me what you were thinking of today when I was gone.” He popped the button of his pants, and my mouth went dry. I tried to keep my hand moving in and out while the words got caught in my throat.

  “I um… I was in the shower… and your cum was in me.”

  He stroked his dick through his pants. It looked impossibly big. “Go on.”

  My cheeks colored shamefully, even as the core within heated. My fingers kept inserting themselves in and out of my anus, and to my shock, my pussy juices dripped down, lubing up the ride.

  “Well, your semen started to drip out of me. I liked it,” is my shy admission, “so I stuck my fingers inside and started to mix it around.”

  He nodded, his face dark with lust. “What a naughty girl you are.”

  “Then I played with my clit, while thinking about you. I really wanted to cum again.” I could feel my slit quivering, my clit so swollen and frustrated. My fingers kept pumping in and out of my butt, and his eyes raked over me, the anticipation tightening every muscle in my body.

  “Mmm.” He groaned. “And does my pretty girl want to cum again?”

  I nodded, my body in total control of my mind. “Yes, please”

  He leaned over me. “Don’t stop moving your fingers. In fact, try to ease a fourth in.”

  My mouth fell open as he pushed his fingers into my pussy as I continued pumping my ass.

  “Oh god,” I moaned, my eyes falling closed. Both holes were being used, and the man growled.

  “Keep going,” Stone commanded. I kept fingering my asshole, doing my best to try and figure out how to get a fourth finger in. Meanwhile, the walls of my pussy were like a vise around his fingers. I threw my head back, almost losing my balance. Oooh, it felt so naughty, and I could feel his fingers rubbing against mine through thin wall between my pussy and ass. My body shuddered; we were being so bad.

  Suddenly Stone’s blue eyes blazed.

  “Come for me, baby,” he growled.

  I nodded, squeezing my eyes shut as I lost myself to the sensation of his hand in my cunt. He circled his thumb hard around my clit, making me scream. A blinding orgasm rolled over me, sending me thrashing on the bed as electricity coursed through my frame.

  “Oh my god. Yes, Stone. Yes!”

  My pussy and ass went wild then, spasming and clamping non-stop, shudders wracking every inch of my body. My butt went wild even as I jammed my fingers in deep, the double penetration so wild and unbelievable.

  “Oh Stone!” was my helpless cry, eyes squeezed shut. “Oh god, oh god!”

  The billionaire kept his hand deep inside my pussy, letting me ride out the aftershocks even as those blue eyes gleamed. As promised, I kept moving my fingers inside my ass, exhausted and unsure about what came next.

  Finally, when I was done, with an obscene pop, the alpha pulled his fingers out of my cunt.

  “I’m glad you liked your treat.” He licked his digits, and my eyes went wide. Oh my god, this man was so dirty and I loved it all. “Now the real fun begins.”

  His clothes were quickly discarded, revealing a huge member weeping precum at the tip. Stone knelt on the bed and waved his cock in my face.

  “Suck it, and put your fingers back in your bottom, baby. Keep going down there sweetheart. You need to keep stretching your ass, otherwise there’s no way you’ll be able to take my dick in your back hole.”

  I struggled to pull his hot rod in my mouth with my body at such a weird angle. He placed one of the pillows under my head, helping me. Then he stroked my hair, and began guiding my head up and down his shaft. His cock butted against the back of my throat. I wasn’t surprised. He was so big. I tried to breathe slowly and not gag. Whenever my throat would feel too full, too strained, he would back off
and push into me further again.

  “All right, you can stop now,” he groaned.

  I pulled my fingers out, and let his dick slide out of my mouth too. He grabbed my arm, flipped me over. I was on my stomach with my ass in the air. My body quivered, scared that his cock would truly tear me open this time.

  “All right, let’s start here first, then move on to the main event, baby girl.” He grunted as he eased his cock into my dripping pussy. Oh god, it felt so good and I let out a low moan. My back arched as his hips rocked against me, his dick plumbing my insides. When he reached underneath to stroke my clit, my tongue rolled out of my mouth.

  My mind was numb because there was only pleasure. I screamed and bucked against him. “Oh, god yes, fuck me. Fuck me!” I wailed.

  “Such a naughty girl.” His voice was low, dangerous. He spanked my ass while still keeping rhythm. “You know what I do to naughty girls?”

  I shook my head, unable to formulate a proper response. His finger strummed my clit hard. He held my body in place, my pussy speared on his gigantic cock as I flailed, a second orgasm crashing over me.

  I’m going to die. It feels so good I think I’m going to die.

  My chest heaved as I fought to catch my breath. But before I could reorient myself, he pulled his dick out of my pussy. I could feel my juices leaking down my legs. My pussy quivered as the open air invaded me. I whimpered.

  “Ready?” The low gravel of his voice sent shivers through me.

  I nodded, my body bracing itself in anticipation as he pressed his manhood against my asshole. I squealed in shock but then tried to relax. He growled and the pressure increased, as my asshole tried to accommodate that huge shaft.

  “Naughty girls belong on the end of my cock,” the alpha ground out as his head slipped inside me. It felt enormous, and this was just his glans. Oh god, I was never going to make it. Unnnnh. I whimpered as more of his cock slid inside me. It’s too big.