by Anna Collins
He pulled back slowly and then drove deeper again into my hot tight pussy, unimaginable pleasure searing through my entire body as my breath left my lungs, my body, pulsating, burning. I could feel my body spasm around his hard throbbing cock as I gasped and he thrust faster and harder, needing to push deeper into my body, lifting my hips to meet him stroke for stroke, a never ending spiral of ecstasy. I could feel my body tightened around his, my muscles gripping and pulling him deeper. His release came harsh and violent as he threw back his head and shuddered and groaned, as he joined me in a mind shattering climax that went on and on.
He was still deep inside me, still wanting more, not fully sated as he lifted me with his strong arms. "Wrap your legs around me, baby." His breathing was hard and fast. I instantly did as he asked, wrapping my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. He walked with me into the bathroom, the movements sending aftershocks pulsing through my highly sensitive core as I trembled with desire, tightening my muscles and sending his shaft hard again.
He held me with one hand under my ass while with the other hand he turned on the shower and adjusted the temperature and then stepped in. The water cascading over us in a sensuous caress heightened our senses. He pinned my back against the tiles of the shower his hands grasping my hips. I could feel his erection still firmly inside me, my legs wrapped tight around him as I felt him shudder with pleasure. He lapped at the water beading between my breasts and then took hungry possession of my mouth as he slammed his shaft in and out of me; over and over. He was fiercer this time, driving us both over the edge. My body moved with him, met and was lost in his fiery, fierce demands. Hot molten lava coursed through my body, searing through my veins with a consuming intensity.
I felt the water lapping over my highly sensitive skin as he drove into me; the combination sent my body into overdrive. "Don't stop," my voice a whisper as my head leaned back against the wall and I moved my hips in a violent motion meeting his demands with a searing force. A flash fire ignited in my toes, roaring through my body, until exploding into fireworks in my head. My body contracted over and over, orgasms ripping through me until I felt like I would pass out from the sheer pleasure.
I felt him shudder as a primal growl "fuck" escaped his lips, and I could feel my body continue to pull him tighter and tighter. My muscles clamped tight around his cock, milking him and I screamed with our volcanic release as if our bodies were one, exploding, soaring high, before collapsing against his hard strength. I couldn't move, I could hardly breathe, and my body felt like jelly as my feet fell to the floor. "I don't think I can stand up," my breath was ragged. Without his support, I would have fallen.
He held me against his taught chest as he slowly began to soap my body allowing me to regain enough strength so that I could stand while he washed my hair. He then wrapped me in a towel, dried me all over and then carried me to the bed where he put me under the sheets. He went and finished drying himself and then climbed into bed, lying next to me. The last thing I remember was drifting into sleep as he pulled me into his protective arms and I savored the feel of my naked body cradled against his.
Zack
We started kissing more passionately; I moved my right hand around to feel her breast and caress her nipple. She made a soft moan every time my hand brushed over her chest and with my other hand I grabbed her hair and gently pulled her head down into the comforter exposing her neck.
I moved my lips down her neck; her arms now around me I moved lower to her chest. I kissed the top of her breast and moved around to the bottom before softly brushing her nipple with my lips. I traced around her areola with my tongue and then with increasing pressure I pushed my tongue across the sensitive nipple.
My right hand had worked its way down the small of her back so that when I bit her nipple, I grabbed her panties and ripped them as hard as I could.
The naked press of our bodies was almost more than I could take. She was breathing in panic, her chest heaving against me with every breath and as I lowered myself down on top of her, I felt her soft mound of pubic hair. I knew she could feel me as my weight forced my cock between her legs.
Hesitant at first, she began to kiss me back. When I felt her body relax I took both her hands in one and slid the other down her side and back over her breast gripping it tightly until she made the cry of pain. I relaxed the grip I had on her hands and began to kiss her neck again slowly making my way back down to her chest.
I lightly bit and kissed her nipples. She started to softly moan and moved her hand to the back of my head pulling it into her chest. Still pressed together, I felt her body shift as she raised her hips to me. Her pubic hair was caressing the shaft of my cock making my heart beat faster and driving me wild with the need to be inside her. I pressed my cock down between her legs, but she held them tight together.
I started moving lower down her body, softly placing kisses every few inches following the trail of thin hair that led down to her midsection. I paused, lightly dipping my tongue in the pool of her belly button before I continued on downward.
Her hands left the top of my head and lay nervously at her side as my mouth reached the swell of her pussy. I kissed the top of her pussy and felt the soft down of hair in my mouth. Delicately kissing down one leg I moved my affection closer between her thighs as I kissed my way back up. She opened her legs to accommodate my mouth, and as I finally reached between her legs, I exhaled allowing my lips to brush her pussy on my way to the other side. Not moving as far down, I came back to her center and let my tongue graze the underside of her clit.
I slid my arms under her ass and with my hands on the small of her back, I pulled her to me. Her hands returned to the back of my head and pulled me into her as she started rocking her hips up and down. She was making me excited, and I couldn't help pulling her closer. When I penetrated her with my tongue, she let out a whimper and pulled my head hard into her. I couldn't move, but I kept working my tongue deeper and deeper. Her thighs pinched the side of my head, and her moans turned into a loud "Aahhhhh," then she slowly let her hands drop back to her sides, and her legs relaxed back down onto the bed.
I couldn't take it anymore, I moved my hands back to her and kissed her belly button again, then the middle of her chest, slowing as I got to her neck. She had her hands on either side of my face and pulled my mouth to hers.
With her legs now around mine, my cock found the opening of her pussy. I pressed hard into her but she was tight, and she stopped kissing me as her face made a pained expression. She was tighter than anyone I'd been with before, so I went slowly, just the head at first and with slow thrusts; I started working myself in deeper and deeper. She wasn't kissing me anymore, and her hands were down at my hips preventing me from going in any deeper.
It was a distraction to have someone trying to stop you, and I could tell I was hurting her, but I couldn't stop myself, everything in me screamed for more. I kept thrusting trying to go deeper, but her hands were always in the way. I finally slowed my pace and when her hands relaxed I grabbed underneath her leg and lifted it to my chest pinning it in place. I started to pick up my pace again, and she tried to put her hands up to stop me, but the position made it impossible. It was too late to stop; I pulled back and with all my weight I thrust in hard and as deep into her as I could. I felt a resistance inside her at first but then my cock drove all the way inside.
She screamed "AHHHHHHHH!" and dug her nails into my back as her whole body spasmed. Her pussy gripped my cock so tight I could barely move it. Afraid that I wouldn't be about to get it back in I pulled back until just the head was in and then forced my way back down. The pain in my back from her nails was turning me on even more as I continued a slow rhythm out and then back in.
Her body began to give in, and she was starting to raise her hips with each thrust. The pressure on my cock began to loosen, and I started fucking her hard. I was coming almost all the way out then forcing myself back inside hard, over and over I thrust, penetrating her wit
h each stroke until her hips stopped rising to meet mine and she held them in place. She was starting to spasm again; her pussy was rapidly gripping and loosening itself around me until I couldn't take it. I had to pull out, but she moved her hands to my ass and held me in place. My thrusts became short but deep, and her spasms continued. I couldn't stop it, I wanted to pull out but I couldn't. Let go of me, let go, I can't do this. I screamed in my mind, but she didn't let go. I couldn't hold on anymore. With a final hard thrust I shoved my cock down inside her, and I exploded as a large wave of pleasure rolled over me with the release and my arms shook no longer able to hold my weight. I had to lower myself onto my elbows for support.
I've never felt anything like that before or since.
I didn't move for a long time fearing I would have a full body cramp that wouldn't release until I died.
Finally, I leaned down and kissed her and just held her for a moment, neither of us saying anything.
I leaned down onto the bed and moved on top of her. With my arms underneath her, I lowered myself down and found the opening of her pussy again. I started slow this time. Shallow strokes in and out, but soon I was going deeper. Freya reached her arms around my back, and as I started pushing all the way in, she started digging her nails into my back again. No longer myself, I was thrusting harder and pushing deeper each time, it felt amazing, and I collapsed on the bed next to her.
Chapter Sixty-Nine
Zack
The buzzing sound coming from my cell phone forced me to open my eyes. I was still in a half-asleep state when my hands reached down the bed to take hold of my discarded jeans. I had no idea, where I had dropped them last night, and how could you blame me for that, I was living a beautiful dream. I turned around and found her sleeping next to me, which confirmed that it all happened, for real, and was not a segment of my wild imagination.
I found my phone, and the screen showed ten missed calls and a text message from Rick. But wasn't he already here? Oh I forgot, they left last night after hearing an earful from Freya. She could be pretty impulsive at times. She had a fire in her, and I liked it.
While yawning and rubbing my eyes with my hands, I read Rick's message: "Dude! It's an emergency. I am in desperate need for your help. Can you please go to my place and pick up my car and bring it to the farmhouse? My landlord is very disturbed with my ways of parking and is about to tow my car. The car is a gift from my mom, and she will kill me if anything happens to it. Help me, please, and I promise to make it up to you.
P.S: Don't call me back to yell as I am switching off my phone, I'm texting you from the middle of a live telecast, and if they hear my phone ringing, they will throw me out in no time.
Love you Lots
Rick".
I was very disturbed after reading that damned message. I needed more sleep and more of Freya, and that idiot was asking me to let go off my comforts. I wanted to kick him right where it hurt the most. What was wrong with me? Why couldn't I bring it myself to type and send a simple "No!" to him? Arghhh! It seemed like I would have to go there.
"I'm doing this for you," I whispered in Freya's ear, and she twisted and turned in her sleep.
I smiled fondly at her and kissed on her forehead. She was so lovely.
As I sped toward the horizon in that beat up old Ford that I had picked up from Rick's place, I could see the light of a new day starting to peek up over the horizon. I couldn't help but crack a smile at the beautiful sight and think of how this day would mark the new beginning of my life. I had grown up rough. I hadn't seen my mother, but I heard from Sammy that my mother had died in childbirth. I cut down and joined up with the Road Warrior biker gang. For a year, I felt like I belonged there. I Felt like I had found my people, but it was a lie. Now, I had a fresh start ahead of me, and I truly hoped that all the crap that had come before would be a distant memory in my rear view mirror.
With that thought in mind, I now checked my rear view and found that I was not alone on the deserted stretch of highway. Closing in fast, there was a black van. I whispered "shit" under my breath, believing that someone was following me. As the van drew nearer, I tried to catch a glimpse of whoever was behind the wheel, but it was still too dark out. I could just about make out the shape of someone behind the wheel in that dim twilight before dawn. As I squinted my eyes to try and get a clearer picture, there came a sudden jolt to the left and a sound like thunder as metal clashed against metal. The beat up old Ford veered into a ditch at the side of the highway with a severe jolt. The dust settled just in time for me to see the ominous black van speed past me and continue towards the sunrise.
I shook my head to clear my thoughts. I sat for a moment dumbfounded, as to what had just taken place. I had this feeling like I had been here before. Just like this, I was driving, and then someone crashed their vehicle over mine. The scene was so clear in front of my eyes. "Did I dream this?" I muttered to myself, feeling confused. I felt that this had happened before. "Am I dreaming now?" The confusion grew as I finally looked around to see who had rammed me off the road. My jaw dropped and the confusion increased as I saw Kate driving past me in the same minivan that had almost killed me a while ago.
Billionaire Games - Book 8
Chapter Seventy
Zack
Wisps of gray smoke were dancing in the air. I wasn't certain if the air was hazy or was my tired eyes made it look like that. My mind had gone to a frozen mode for the time being, but soon it tried to recollect the events that had surrounded me for the moment. I was sitting in a beat up Ford at a far corner of the street, where Kate had just tried to knock me down to death. Man! if it wasn't for my active reflexes then I should have been badly injured by now. It didn't seem like a drunken mistake, it totally looked like a calculated move. Then what's with the Dejavu? No matter how much I tried I couldn't remember the last time when a car hit me like this, in fact, I wasn't even into cars! All I drove were sports bikes. My nostrils were awakened to the smell of burning engine. So, I quickly got out of the car to inspect the damage.
The smoke had pretty much formed a white tent around the bonnet of the car and I had to move my hands like the wiper of the car to clear out the fog of smoke.
Ouch! The car had hit pretty hard with a big oak tree, the headlights were totally smashed and a big crack had formed on the windshield. The left rare view mirror and the door looked like as if it had come under a bulldozer. Then I looked down at myself and my forehead creased at a sudden realization, but how on earth was it possible? There wasn't a single scratch on my body. What was going on? how did I escape from it? At first, I thought that I saved the car and myself by taking the right turn at the right time but now it looked like that the car was thrashed badly. I kept looking around, Man! what the hell just happened? I let out a whistle and shook my head. "It's official dude, your brains have gone down the drains," I said to myself. Whatever it was, it wasn't a hallucination and the fuming car standing in front of me was the living proof of that.
I was clueless, it would have been convenient for me to report this to the police but what would I answer them if they inquired about not having a single scratch on my damn body? I kept my hands on my hips and kept wondering about the whole thing.
Freya
"Are you out of your mind? How can you involve police in all of this?" I sunk into the leather couch with my head in my hands. I was yelling at Rick who was busy in staring the white tiles of my office room.
"Why don't you ever listen to me? Is getting a promotion more important than being alive?" I asked loudly, maybe my voice was a bit too loud which I realized right after the words came out of my mouth. Thank God! the doors were closed otherwise the whole staff would have gotten a juicy gossip for the next weekend. I brushed my fingers into my brown wavy hair, which were a little messed up now because I didn't really get the time to comb them this morning. I had to reach here as soon as I got out from the shower. And workload wasn't to be blamed for my "hurry" to get out of the villa. In fact, the
re was no one to blame for it, except for me and my desperation. How would I ever live with what I had done the other night? What had gotten into me? Yes, my mind was dizzy at that time, but what about my heart? how could I do this to myself? I was still getting jitters by thinking about last night when I had practically thrown myself into the arms of Zack and now the voices in my head were questioning me about my love for Robert and this time they made sense, maybe I didn't love Robert as much as I claimed to do; because if I had really loved him then I would have never found solace in the arms of a stranger. Yes, stranger he was nothing more than that, yet I threw away my fairytale love story right next to the nightstand. I was a horrible person, why did Robert even love me? Ahh, that's why God took him away in the first place. Before I could continue to torture myself mentally, I felt warm tears rolling down my cheeks. Shit! I hated crying in front of anyone.
I quickly started wiping the tears with the back of my hands in the same time I tried to hide my face with my hair. When I looked at Rick, it occurred to me that my efforts to hide my tears and everything were useless, Rick was busy in staring at his phone. I let out a sigh "now what? haven't you done everything to put our lives in complete mess? Now don't tell me that you are also planning to put a cherry on the top" I shrugged shaking my hair.
Rick swallowed "Umm no...maybe you were right, it wasn't a good idea to involve the police"
I rolled my eyes at him.
"Don't give me that look, you weren't in my position" Rick said while trying to hide his face from me. And by now I was certain that his I-am-all-innocent tone was nothing but a cover. Deep down he also knew that he had made a huge mistake. I clenched my fists on the steering wheel "sure bud, let's blame Donald Trump for this. I'm sure he was involved in this whole thing one way or the other" I pressed down on the accelerator of the navy blue Lamborghini that I was driving. I stopped looking at the speedometer since the time Rick broke the news that we needed to head to the police station. Apparently the investigating officer, Ms.Stevenson needed more light on this total "murder dvd" thing.
