by Anna Collins
His voice was deep and eyes were serious "you are ready aren't you?" he breathed resting a knee on the bed to balance himself as he ran his hands up my legs, his thumbs running along my inner thighs all the way up to my salivating vagina, teasing the outside of my lips before going back down. He kept doing that, applying more and more pressure to my lips with each turn-up. My hips started gyrating with his thumbs and he smirked leaning forward, his face only inches away from me. I felt myself throbbing and pounding for his touch, for his hands to take me to bliss but his lips caressed my abdomen right above my little patch and I groaned. "Are you all right?" he snickered his soft lips, running up my stomach like feathers. I trembled under him and moaned; my hips were pushing upward into his body."Hmm, don't stop" I moaned.
I could feel him smiling as he coaxed his tongue, which was now running up from my breast to my nipple. I shuddered and he paused, letting his upper lip tease my erect nipple. His fingers were digging into my hips. Slowly he used his wrists to make me gyrate my hips; his lips were wrapping around my nipple as his tongue flicked it around in his mouth. He sucked and flicked and sucked and flicked, working slowly on my hips.
"Oh my God!" I whimpered as he sucked and pulled on my nipple, his hands were working my hips faster and harder. He traced circles around my nipple before switching to the other, again pausing and teasing my nipple with his lip before sucking and flicking it repeatedly. He was an expert. I was in way over my head with this one. He sucked extra hard and I practically screamed as he gyrated my hips faster; my cunt was now dripping and throbbing, ready to climax. I started moaning and he ran his lips up further to my neck, sucking and licking at it delicately as his manhood occasionally rubbed against my clitoris.
He worked faster on my hips, letting his man part tease my cunt more and more. I screamed as my body was wracked with my climax and he sat up a bit to look me in the eyes.
"What do you say? Should we stop, or do you want more?" he asked. I got it, he loved to tease me.
"As you like" I whispered softly while my body was still quivering. My nipples were swollen; my breasts were throbbing, my thighs were on fire, and my cunt was sopping wet.
"Really? now you are going to regret this" he smirked.
Never, how could I ever regret being with such a beautiful creation of the Almighty?
He now started with his hands on me, his fingers were on my hips, rubbing and groping my waist, my breasts, massaging my arms and shoulders. He worked over my body like magic, paying close attention to my breasts, my waist, and my hips. He used his palms to cup my breasts, while his fingers were gently massaging and tracing along the sides, changing pressure with sensation and his thumbs were teasing and prodding my swollen nipples. I felt I was in heaven.
He used his thumbs to push down into me. By now his fingers were curling around and his palms pushed in, applying and relieving pressure while gyrating my hips, making me crazy with his touches. At my waist, he ran his fingers up my back using his thumbs to push in and trace my shape up and down; slowly before continuing to back up to my breasts then visiting my waist again before working back down to my hips.
"Freya, how does this feel?" he moaned, with his hands at my breasts. I moaned back unable to find my words.
"You are so good at this!" I whimpered unable to bear this type of teasing anymore. I guessed Robert sensed that and maybe it made him want to tease me even further. His hands worked their way down to my thighs and he knelt in between my legs, working down and up letting his thumbs constantly brush against my cunt, my clitoris, and my lips. He watched diligently as his hands worked on me, his thumbs were occasionally spreading apart my lips, maybe for a better view? I started grinding my hips every time he touched my vagina, trying to get him to actually rub me but he was already ahead of me and reacted fast enough not to do that.
"If you keep trying to rush me I'm going to make you wait longer," he chided, his thumbs spreading me apart again. This time, he left his hands there and leaned forward, sighing. His breath licked against my throbbing clitoris and I groaned quivering all over. "Do you want my tongue? Do you want me to taste you?" he whispered his breath washing over me again, while his thumbs were rubbing all around the outside of my vagina stretching my lips in seductive circles. I felt my body heating up, any longer with this and I could come all over again!
"Yes" I moaned, my hips were twitching and longing for his touch. He pulled away slightly in response.
"Keep going, I need it! Please!" I moaned biting my lip yanking hard on the belt as he started to pull away even more. "NO! PLEASE!" I practically screamed and he smirked and stopped. I moaned and panted. He looked down in shock and groaned at the sight of my red, swollen clitoris. He bit his lip and started to lean forward.
"You do look so wet and tasty," he whispered, and his breath was tickling my cunt again. I trembled and nodded furiously.
Robert sighed running his hands up and down around my vagina along my inner thighs spreading my lips apart. He licked one lip from bottom to top, then the other, back and forth. Sucking occasionally and nibbling on them. The warmth of his tongue sent me over and I started to climax again, his touches were relieving me.
"Mmmm, you're so sweet" he moaned against my inner thigh as he kissed it, allowing me to climax fully before continuing. His hands coaxed my legs apart further and I obeyed, too numb to even care what he did to me anymore.
I wanted to reach down and tug on his hair, but I couldn't; why did he have to tie me up? But I had to admit this bondage thing was kinda turning me on even more. He looked up at me from between my legs and I felt my clitoris throb as his eyes met mine. He didn't look away as he leaned in his tongue pressing right under my clitoris and right above my slit. He wiggled it up and down teasing both my slit and the underside of my clit. I trembled instantly and bit my lip, moaning, my back was arching in response pushing my chest up into the air.
"Freya, do you even know how much I crave for you each day and night ?" he murmured his lips were now moving against my slit. I trembled and nodded panting and groaning.
"Maybe, I do know. I like it a lot! I like it that you want me and desire to be with me" I was blabbering mess.
He had complete control over me and I knew he liked it and I only allowed him to control me because I liked it too, but only for this moment; there was no way I was going let him control me ever again; well at least not without my wish. His lips kissed my slit tenderly and his head was turning to get every angle. Aww, I so liked the fact that he just was not able to get enough of me.
Then he started kissing and sucking, pulling my slit into his mouth and flicking it with his tongue before letting it go. He did this a few times then used his fingers to push my hood back; his sight was now set on my exposed clitoris, which was throbbing hard. Without any warning, he pressed his tongue up against it from underneath, coaxing it out more. My body exploded into a massive orgasm unexpectedly as he teased my clitoris, taking it into his mouth. He started flicking it with his tongue and my hips started grinding uncontrollably on their own. My back was arching and pulling up and down against his mouth.
He held on and started sucking, letting me wiggle all around until another body wracking orgasm rippled through me. As soon as I came down he looked up at me, kissing my slit again, his tongue was probing curiously inside of me. I was sweating and panting, my body was shaking. He let his tongue push into me; his hands were holding my hips now, helping me grind on his tongue as he fucked my cunt with it. I moaned. He was building such a delicious climax, I could feel my thighs burning, my spine tingling as he worked his tongue in and out of my slit.
Robert
I gently moved into her, and I could feel her vagina opening wider to let me in as her tight cunt squeezed my weary manhood. She groaned with pleasure as my manhood throbbed inside her, and I could feel the inner walls of her vagina swelling with pleasure. My dick was now coated in a mix of her vagina juices and sweat and it glistened as it happily thrust in and out of
her wetness.
As she moved back and forth over my unbelievably appreciative manhood, I told her, "Now go as fast as you can and no matter what, don't stop!"
Holy shit, I have never seen anything like it. She went wild and began rocking forward and backward so fast. My manhood was driving into her tight vagina over and over again, and she felt amazing. Her gigantic breasts were rocking uncontrollably, and I could see the sides of her tits shudder every time the flesh of her ass slapped hard against my torso. She threw her head back and her black hair was thrashing wildly.
I was grunting, but I couldn't hear myself over her screaming high-pitched yelps of pleasure. I could feel my manhood ready to explode and suddenly it did, shooting streams of warm jism into her cunt.
But I had told her not to stop and, by God, she didn't. She kept driving her pelvis on top of my manhood harder and faster. Now she was screaming, "YES!" with every thrust. My dick was exhausted, but her vagina was clenching me so tightly that I couldn't escape even if I wanted to.
I could feel her skin getting sweaty, so it had to dig my fingers into her hips even tighter to make sure I didn't lose my grip. She kept hammering herself against me and as tired as my dick was I managed to stay hard for her..
She pounded me with another "YES!" She slammed against me again with a "YES!" Another pound, "YES!" Again, "YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES!" I didn't know how much more my manhood could take. Drops of cum were spilling out of her vagina and onto her legs. And still, she kept going.
Finally, she slowed down, and I could feel the muscles around her vagina loosen and let my manhood go free. She collapsed onto me, sweaty and breathing heavy.
The rocking beats of music were giving me a new source of energy as I began to run on my treadmill. Some say that I looked hot in my gray tracksuit but they said the same thing about everything I wore. Except for Freya, I could not recall a single word of appreciation coming out of her mouth for me. It was always me, sometimes I wonder if she ever considered me to be clingy.
Freya, her mind was always busy in planning something. Last night she was almost on the verge of death. And that ring? From where did she get that?
There were so many questions but not a satisfying answer.
The loud buzzing of my phone was disturbing me. So I turned off my iPod and finally answered the call.
"What is it, Uncle Joe? Why are you disturbing me on my free time?" I shot an annoyed toning.
"Robert, I think you must see today's news. Please" he requested and his tone sounded serious.
I cut the call and went to the living room to switch on the TV.
The male reporter spoke, "Robert Hudson, the shining star of the business industry is actually not what he looks like. He is a maniac, a psycho, who likes to torture himself. We have even heard that he beats himself with hunters and leashes. Only our brave reporter Freya Lawrence has managed to uncover the secret of this horrible person. Very soon we will be presenting the pictures of the belts and hunters by which he hurts himself. Stay tuned to our channel as we present you the darkest face of humanity you have ever seen. Don't blame us if you can't sleep at night after seeing this hideous face of Robert Hudson."
As I saw it, the remote slipped away from my hands. I even forgot to blink, just stared at the screen with wide, glassy eyes that were filled with pain and I fell on my knees onto the ground, I looked at the ceiling as my eyes welled up and with every strength in my body I yelled: "WHY?!"
Billionaire Games - Book 4
Chapter Thirty-Two
A white shadowy figure whirled in front of her eyes. Rebecca looked at it like it had some hidden message enclosed in it, more like a puzzle which her blood red eyes were trying to solve. But as she sniffed around the sweet smell that the soft breezes had carried along with them, an expression of extreme disturbance became apparent on her pale white face.
"Watch out!" Joe Hudson yelled when Rebecca was about to trip on a cluster of mud. It was amazing that his voice did not even have the slightest hint of concern. But Rebecca was fast enough to gather herself by taking hold of one of the black rose enclosed wooden barricade.
Then she quickly removed her hand from there as if she had touched a live wire. She gazed her finger for a while then her blood red eyes opened wide as she spoke in alarm "someone was here"
Joe's brow creased "but...you said..." his broken words were unable to form a sentence when Rebecca spoke up "I know what I said, I'm just wondering who dared to step in here"
"Calm down, I guess someone may have come up to here and flew away. Remember you had put up a spell that restricts any mortals from entering this place without your consent" Joe explained.
Rebecca closed her eyes and murmured something in an inaudible voice. Then she opened her eyes, throwing her dark gazes all over and sniffing again and again "it was a girl! And she actually managed to enter here, in spite of my spell" announced Rebecca.
Joe held his head in panic "you mean, your spell did not work on her? But how is this possible? You are most powerful ..." Joe swallowed the rest of his words remembering from the early instances of his memory that Rebecca did not like to be called out by her real self.
"Umm...let's go and check what damage she has done" Joe suggested.
Rebecca nodded, still shaking from anger.
As they entered they found out that nothing had been damaged or destroyed. "See, you were panicking for no reason. Our secret is safe. There would be no way a girl could enter here" he spoke in relief, his tone had that slight mocking tone.
Rebecca ignored her and kept looking around as she knew that something was not right. Someone had invaded into her spell, the spell that no one was able to get through for centuries. As her eyes hit the big painting, a storm tears gathered into her eyes, the candle light reflected the painting of the devil right into her eyes, and she screamed in a voice that could only be formed when someone was suffering from an unbearable amount of pain.
Joe ran to her because her ear breaking scream was giving him a bad headache. But his irritation disappeared as his eyes met the painting that was hanging proudly on the wall "what happened to this painting?" he asked in alarm, his eyes stood still as if he had forgotten to blink.
After asking the question for about zillion times he turned to Rebecca and immediately got jitters by finding her kneeling down on the floor with blood dripping from her eyes.
Joe stood still as if his reflexes were frozen, he had no idea how to handle the situation. Rebecca was the one whom he used to depend on, she was the source of his energy, she was the mastermind behind each and every evil deed of him, and seeing her all scattered and helpless he also went numb.
The moment of silence was disrupted by the loud ringtone of Joe's cell phone. He quickly received the call before Rebecca could throw some abusive words on him.
"How on earth did he escape? And police? Do one thing you all go underground for few days, I will handle the rest, I will find a way to get out of all these" and he snapped the phone and covered his face with both his hands "I'm doomed, Rebecca. Ben Wyatt escaped and Robert found out the boxes that I have been stealing" he uttered.
Rebecca stood up "it's her, she is behind everything" she announced, clenching her fists while the stern expression of her face refused to disappear.
Joe smirked "I think I know who that curious cat is! She had seen me killing someone.
"Then what are you waiting for? Bring her to me. I will make her beg for her death" Rebecca growled.
"I will do that later but for now, I have already played my cards" he smirked.
"Whatever! Bring her to me; I want to find out how she overcame my spell. She surely has something special and if it is magical powers I want to snatch it away from her" Rebecca flinched her eyes with determination.
"If my plan goes well then Hudson Industries will be mine in no time" he whispered then got worried thinking that Rebecca might have heard it but then relaxed a bit by seeing that she was lost in her own thoughts.
Freya
"Hey drama queen, wake up" Kate yelled in my ears and snatched my pillow.
"Why are you behind my ass? Go and torture your new boyfriend" I uttered while yawning and wiping my eyes.
"How can you sleep so peacefully after creating such a big commotion? Now no one will be able to save you. Robert Hudson is going to sue you hard for defamation and you might also end up behind the bars. I knew your stupidity will land you up in trouble, but I had never imagined that it will be this big. You are finished Freya" Kate shook her head.
I blinked my eyes, unable to understand any of her big words "What have I done?" I asked with extreme shock.
"Now this act of innocence is not going to save you. The news has spread like wildfire, I am sure Robert has also seen it. But my question is how did Kent telecast such big news on the basis of some vague evidence?" Kate rolled her eyes at me.
I breathed heavily "Kate, my heart is beating fast. Please don't tell me that the news channel has exposed Robert Hudson with my evidence?" I asked, swallowing hard.
"Yes and not only those they have given you the full credit for this. See this" Kate showed me the news report in her tab.
My hands reached to cover my hanging jaw while the sweat drops on my head became profound.
"It's Joe Hudson, that swine stole my incomplete evidence and used his money and power to telecast it" I jumped out of the bed.
"Oh Kate, I'm doomed. Now no one can save me, Oh God! Why did you do this to me?" I was trembling with tension.
"I had warned you Freya, see this happens when you play with fire" Kate snapped.
"Shut up Kate, can't you see my condition? Can't you see how terrified I am? Then why are you adding fuel to the fire of my tension" I cried out.
