The Bleeding Vow

by Emma Vikes

  We had been chatting since the afternoon, and I had decided it was more interesting being at his place than killing myself with thoughts alone in this room. I placed Mike and his issues at the back of my head as I prepared to go out.

  Within minutes I was ready, and I walked over to look in the mirror, admiring my appearance. My pale features were covered by the minimal make-up I had applied, and I was especially proud of my lips, which looked full and were colored with a bright red lipstick.

  I looked down at my clothes, which I made sure were some of the least expensive ones I owned, and they showed the shape of my tight, petite body clearly and fully. I decided to leave out underwear because I knew clearly the main reason I was going over. After one more look in the mirror, I grabbed my purse and shut the door. Squaring my shoulders, I was ready for a new experience.

  I walked over to the parking lot and fixed the GPS to the address he had texted me and drove off. Within minutes I was standing in front of a tall building, my heart beating fast as I gathered the courage to walk inside.

  Standing in an elevator with Jason some seconds away from me in a massive building was one of the most surreal moments of my life so far. I couldn't believe what I was doing, or what I was about to do with this man. I was married for goodness’ sake. I tried to talk myself out of it. He was unfaithful to you first, a voice whispered in my mind.

  I knew I was doing this to have my revenge and rub it in his face, but I also knew I wouldn't dare let this leak out to him. A lot of thoughts were running through my head as I neared his floor. The door slid open when I got to the tenth floor, and I hesitated before stepping out. This was it. I was going to do this.

  My heart was pounding so hard that I was sure anyone near could have heard it pound. I walked the remaining steps to the front of the door and raised my hand to knock when the door cracked open.

  "Alexa. You came," he said, smiling broadly at me.

  His welcoming smile put me at ease a bit, and I responded with a smile of my own. "Yes, I did."

  "Don't mind my manners, come on in," he said, standing away from the door to allow me in.

  I was barely inside of his condo when he kicked the door shut and I could feel the atmosphere change almost immediately.

  He pinned me against the wall, and his mouth came crashing down against mine the second time today. Hot and needy, sucking and tasting every dip and corner as our tongues moved together. I responded by gripping the back of his head and pulled his tongue into my mouth, sucking on it slowly which drew a long groan from his parted lips. His hands were all over my body, moving over every inch of my back and down to the hem of my dress.

  "Fuck, I couldn't wait to do that. Tell me, are you sure about this?" he said panting against my lips.

  I nodded in response as my throat was clogged with the emotions clouding my brain.

  "Take off your clothes," he ordered as he held onto my hips and moved backward, leading me out of the doorway and into a giant living room. My eyes widened at the sight of it.

  "Wow, you have a really nice place," I said as I gave the room a quick glance to stall a bit. We stopped in front of a long, brown leather sofa and he stood in front of me, his gaze penetrating mine.

  "Alexa, take the dress off."

  My heart was still pounding as fast as it could due to the desire thrumming in my veins. I swallowed hard and smiled at him. I pulled on my big girl panties and looked up at him from under my lashes, slowly turning around and gathered my hair to one side on my shoulder.

  "Unzip me please," I said softly.

  I heard his breath catch in his throat as he pulled the metal zip down to reveal my completely naked body.

  "Fuck," he cursed, and I smiled at the reaction. One point to me.

  "Thank you," I whispered like the seductress I was trying to be and turned around slowly to face him as I pulled my hands away from the sleeves.

  His eyes had darkened with lust, and his hands were clenched tightly by his sides. I took my time, wriggling the gown down my body, and I saw a muscle twitch on the side of his cheek. I smiled inwardly. I was enjoying this more than I ought to have. His gaze made me feel confident and desirable.

  I bent down and stepped out of the gown, my breasts bouncing as I did so. His chest was moving rapidly inside his shirt as he slowly ate my body up with his eyes, and even more slowly back up to my face. I could see his Adam's apple roll in his throat.

  "This is me," I whispered, and for a brief moment, I saw something flash in his eyes. But I couldn't put a name to it. Was he nervous?

  "You are beautiful," he said, and I felt myself melt on the spot. It had been a long time since I had heard a member of the opposite sex say something like that to me, and I felt my heart clench. It had always been something along the line of sexy or hot, but never beautiful.

  He shouldn't have said that. It was just sex and nothing else.

  Chapter 9

  Jason stepped closer to me and wrapped an arm around my waist, pulling me against his chest and sweeping me off my feet to what I hoped was his bedroom.

  I muffled a scream when my ass hit the bed, and he knelt next to me on the floor, grabbing my legs to part them. His gaze, touch, and pattern were intense. Unlike any other that I'd ever known, and it was turning me the fuck on.

  He looked down at my body with a glint in his eyes as he focused on my already glistening core. I began to quiver against him, knowing exactly what was coming. He leaned down and trailed hot, light kisses up my inner thigh.

  "I made mistakes at work today because I've been wondering what you'd taste like. It's all I've thought about," he said against my core, blowing hot breath that made me tremble.

  Then he moved on to my other thigh and kissed it too. "You have me so fucking wound up, Alexa. I've always wanted to fuck you when you come strutting in to see your husband. Now, you will come in my mouth several times before I fuck you."

  "Fuck, if you keep talking like that, I'm going to cum before you even touch me," I croaked out.

  I arched my hips against his mouth when he continued teasing me. Then he extended his tongue and swiped through.

  "Ah," I moaned loudly.

  He repeated it again, this time slowly and lingeringly, ending with a sharp flick of my clit and causing an involuntary tremble of my body against his mouth. I was watching him all the time, my eyes not shifting away from his. That shit was amazing. I could feel him deeper on another level.

  He leaned back in and attacked my lips with his tongue, licking in between every fold, and swirling around my clit and inside of me.

  "Damn, you're so fucking good at that," I said. My chest was rising and falling rapidly as he continued working his way into me. I had never had oral sex that felt that good before. He was taking his sweet time with me, not rushing at all. Slowly licking and creating new flames within me, I could feel the strong urge to cum build inside of me, slowly, teasing as he brushed hard against my clit and pulled it into his mouth, sucking mercilessly.

  "Feel what I can do to you, Alexa. I bet your husband can't make you feel this good," he said, darting his tongue inside me and fucking me with it. My legs were now raised up and pinned to the other side of the bed for easier access for him to explore expertly with his mouth.

  "Fuucck," I cried out, every muscle in my body tightening.

  Two fingers replaced his tongue in my pussy while his thumb gave extra attention to my swollen clit. He started out slowly, stretching me with his fingers as I began rotating my hips against his fingers. His fingers were calling out to my orgasm, and it came at me hard and fast, sending me spinning off into space as I screamed out his name.

  His fingers continued their torture on my body as he leaned down to flick my clit with his tongue, bringing another orgasm down on me. I was breathing erratically. I had never come twice in a row that way before. And I was super sensitive.

  "Oh, god. Jason, please, I can't," I pleaded, jerking in his arms.

  I didn't want him to s
top and he could tell because I was undulating my hips in his face and fingers. I moaned loudly and bit my lip as he continued to slide his fingers into me before slowing to a stop. He sucked my cum into his mouth.

  "Just as I imagined. You taste amazing, babe. I could do this for days without getting tired." He smiled at me.

  His words made me moan and I arched into him, enjoying the way he was touching me all over my body while still sucking me off.

  "Don't stop," I whispered. His tongue inside me ignited my skin, and the fire that had been barely doused came roaring back to life. I was thrashing against the sheets now while Jason tried supporting me with his upper body. He slipped two fingers back inside me again, this time going faster, while his tongue kept sucking on my clit. It was fan-fucking-tastic, and I was on cloud nine.

  He made a vibration with his tongue against my clit while his fingers slipped in and out of my sopping pussy.

  "Cum for me, Alexa," he growled.

  And I came crashing down again, more intense than the last one. My legs were no longer on the bed but on both of his shoulders. I bucked hard into his face and moaned loudly and uncontrollably, my hands gripping the sheets tight at my side.

  One would think he would have mercy on me now and stop sucking on me, but he continued till I rode out the waves of my orgasm. He gave me short licks as my trembling slowed down.

  "That was...was...it was fucking..." I stammered, short of words. I was not sure any word could be used to describe that. My breathing was ragged, and I could barely speak. I opened my eyes, which I hadn’t even realized I had closed, and saw him with a smirk on his face, looking proud.

  "Extraordinary?" he teased.

  I nodded and smiled. "I think you've succeeded in rendering me crippled without fucking me," I said, stretching my legs to sit up.

  He grinned. "Where are you going? Lie back down, I'm not in the least done with you yet."

  My eyes widened in surprise.

  Fuck! I was fucked.

  I decided to take charge before I was rendered crippled. So, I kneeled on the bed. He arched an eyebrow at me.

  "I want to suck you too. Get naked for me," I said.

  He smiled at me in understanding and started undressing right in front of me, holding my gaze.

  "Look at all those muscles, damn, you certainly know how to make a woman's mouth water," I said as my fingers swatted at his buckle. "This is in my way."

  He chuckled and surrendered to my touch. "I can relate."

  I fumbled around with the buckle on his belt before I was able to get it open. I was trying not to allow the bulge in his slacks get me distracted and was failing terribly. I pulled his trousers down, and he stepped out of them, standing proudly in his briefs.

  I glanced up at him from under my lashes and parted my lips, rolling my tongue over them, only to see his eyes were glued on my breasts. I had forgotten about the fact that I was completely naked.

  I smiled and jiggled them a bit for him, and his eyes widened, looking like they were about to pop out of their sockets. I felt triumphant at his response and continued undressing him. Hooking my hands on his boxer briefs, I pulled them down, and his cock bobbed in front of my face. I sucked in a breath at his size and girth.

  He was freaking huge.

  I didn't realize I had forgotten all about his briefs until he stepped out of them, causing his hard cock to bounce once again. I swallowed hard. I was entranced and bewitched immediately by the sight of it. I reached out my hand and slowly slide it down the taut muscles on his stomach.

  I was jolted out of my daze when a soft moan escaped him. I blinked a couple of times and touched him lightly once again, my heavy breasts bobbing freely in the process.

  He groaned loud this time around, and I looked up at him. He seemed to be in pain. "Should I stop? Any problem?" I asked, concerned because his cock looked purple at the tip and angry.

  He shook his head, his eyes lingering on my chest. "No, no, no problem."

  I smiled and grazed my hands down his thighs in wonder. He was hard and defined, yet his skin was so smooth. His muscles twitched anywhere my hand touched.

  "You look well carved. Beautiful," I whispered, licking my lips hungrily.

  He chuckled lightly, his hands touching my hair softly. "Can I be something manlier? You're the beautiful one here." He brushed his hands through my threads and caressed my neck.

  I grinned. "Oh, okay. Let me see. Sexy? Or do you prefer handsome? Sexily handsome?" I said, and he threw his head to the back and laughed.

  "Yeah, something like that," he replied, his fingers trailing down to the swell of my breasts.

  Fuck taking my time. I needed to taste him now. My fingers sprang to life, and I held on to his cock. Pulling on it gently and popping it into my mouth. He jerked in surprise and grabbed the back of my head to hold me in place.

  "Jesus, woman. That mouth of yours is lethal," he gasped, his veins popping out in his thighs.

  In I went, sliding my tongue all over his huge cock. Trying my best to accommodate him inside my mouth. I knew my jaws would ache at the end of this exercise, but it was fucking worth it. Like a woman starved I sucked him hungrily. I went as deep as my throat would allow until he touched the back of it and my gag reflex chased him back.

  "Fuck," he groaned.

  I pulled back immediately and focused on his tip. I could tell it was more sensitive than the other parts by the way he was thrusting his hips into my mouth and filling the room with his loud groans. Just as I put my hands on his balls to caress them, his hand gripped my wrist and stopped me.

  "I want to finish off inside you. Inside your hot pussy," he said, panting hard.

  I nodded and smiled, and lied back down on the bed and glanced down at his cock. It was like it got bigger. I was suddenly nervous and not sure it would fit.

  "What's wrong?" he asked me gently, coming on top off me. I shook my head and tried my best not to cringe.

  "Talk to me. Are you having second thoughts?" he peered into my face calmly.

  I looked anywhere but at him. His closeness and his skin brushing against mine were fucking with my brain, and I didn't know how to tell him I was afraid of his cock.

  He pulled my face towards him gently. "Talk to me. What's wrong?"

  "Uhm… you're sort of big, and I'm not sure you'll fit in," I whispered shyly, my face flamed with heat.

  He muffled his laugh, and I felt his cock twitch on my lips. "Relax, it will. You're wet enough, and I've prepared you well enough for my entry," he said, trailing kisses down my ear to my neck. I shivered at his touch, still not convinced.

  "Okay, you know what? Why not you be on top? That way you'll be in charge, taking as much as you can," he said with his mouth on my nipples.

  My eyes bulged in my head as the sensations were flowing through me. Then he stopped and moved to lay down on his back on the bed, waiting for me to take charge. I raised up slowly to straddle his waist as he continued watching me. His eyes never leaving mine. "I might not be good at this," I said, my eyes moving over to his cock.

  The corner of his mouth curled into a smile. "I don't believe you can be bad at it, Alexa."

  His big hands cupped my breasts and slowly began to knead them. The hard bead of my nipples poked his palms. I moved closer and settled down on him, trying to relax. Then he lifted me up, and his cock twitched, slapping against my core, and causing me to gasp at the sensation.

  "See how good we make each other feel. So, there's no possible way you'd be bad at it. Whatever feels good for you will feel good for me," he crooned.

  I moaned when I felt him brush me on the insides again and I moved against him, up and down, smearing my fluids all over his cock.

  Jason's hands slid up my sides and gripped my hips, controlling my movements. I put my hands on his shoulders to anchor myself and hovered over his erect cock.

  "Jason," I moaned.

  "Did I tell you I love it when you call my name?"

  I lowered m
yself down onto him, and he closed his eyes tightly, a low growl emanating from his throat, before he opened them again.

  "Fuck, you feel fucking incredible," he said, cupping my breasts in his palms.

  I felt full, and he was not completely in me yet. He was unbelievably hard, and I was completely drenched. Soft deep groans mixed with moans escaped from our lips. Our bodies were glistening with sweat.

  I was breathing hard, and he moved closer to capture my lips with his mouth, urgently swiping his tongue against mine. I moaned into his mouth and put everything I had into the kiss. I couldn't get enough of him. His kiss made all the tension in my body ease away, and I was panting with lust.

  "Please, I need you," I cried out, pulling my mouth away from his and driving his cock into my pussy. And we both cried out. I rotated my hips on him, and he brought his hands to my hips, his grip tight.

  "Shit, don't move," he gasped, closing his eyes, his head dropping to the back. I laid still and stared at him with my eyes wide open. I could see his Adam’s apple roll in his neck as he swallowed hard, the veins in his head popping out and his pulse strong.

  "What happened? Did I hurt you? Should I stop?" I said, concerned, wondering what was wrong as he looked to be in pain.

  He palmed his face in his hands and dragged them over his head, threading his fingers into his hair. "You really don't know, do you?" he asked.

  I tilted my head to the side and looked at him curiously, and he brushed my hair behind my ears. "You're so fucking tight, and I'm struggling not to blow my load in you right now, and you're not even moving yet."

  My eyes widened in realization, and I couldn't contain my smile. I felt happy that I was making him lose control. I decided to get evil and started rotating my hips around his cock. His grip tightened on my waist, and he groaned.

  "You're so going to pay for that," he groaned.

  I giggled and ran my fingers all over his body to feel every muscle as they contracted. I trailed down to the lines of his stomach, which were clenched tight and seemed to firm up even more from my touch.