Helios

by Anja Fuerst

  - Good girl - her fingers were deeper. - And when I say to get rid of that stupid, you say?

  - You crazy. Ill - caught his teeth to keep him to get out of me the words.

  - No - let your hands leave me, but one of them went through my body reaching my breasts.

  The force used for such an act made the dress gave way revealing my breasts. Immediately his hand covered his, massaging and playing with the nipple swollen. Again I groaned, completely defeated. Robert knew how to make me crazy. The other hand was still stroking me under her panties. The lips licked my neck. I was going to die that way.

  - Answer, Melissa.

  - No - my voice was choked.

  His fingers sank again in my sex and he forced my back to tilt forward, holding me back. His cock was still hard rubbing against my ass while still ventured inside.

  - You like that, do you? Your body responds to you, honey. But you know what?

  His hands left me and he grabbed me by the hips only. I was completely vulnerable with the prisoners arms back and his face almost on his desk.

  - You will not have what you need until you answer me.

  Robert moved behind me and I heard the noise from his pants. What was he doing?

  - Like to play, Melissa? I'll show you how I play - lifted my dress and my underwear was pulled down a bit.

  The expectation and anxiety bound air in my lungs. He would have me. Holy shit! I really wanted to do that. I felt my pulse sex, anxious and my excitement oozing between my legs. Her hands stroked me lightly and I felt. Almost begged for it.

  Robert just brushed his cock in me. Going through my ass to reach my heart. He brushed his sex in mine, stroking and suggesting a possible penetration. I heard the muffled groan that issued and their rapid breathing.

  - Delicious! - Moaned putting pressure on my hips. - Amazing, Mel! I do not want to be without you and I know that escape is not his will. Stop fighting what is already determined. You are mine and want to remain.

  - Robert! - I moaned feeling it between my legs, but not penetrate me.

  Every second I was wetter. He played with me. One hand went to my breasts pulling me back, holding his member between my thighs. Wailed openly.

  - Say, Melissa. When I tell you to get rid of that stupid, you say? - Again his cock brushed against my entrance and almost went mad. The big strong hand squeezed my breast and he moved with ease insinuating sex.

  - Please, Robert! - begged.

  - Say it.

  - Yes, Robert. Yes please!

  - You want me inside you? - To continue with the game? I was delivered, begging.

  - I want. Robert, please!

  - It's delicious to hear her ask me, Melissa. But not - pulled away and his erection disappeared from between my legs. I gasped. - This is your punishment for having behaved so badly today.

  - You motherfucker! - I struggled in her hands feeling the tears reach my eyes. - I hate you.

  - Shiiiiiiiiiii - again our bodies were glued. His erection back to pants, which made me even more frustrated. I wanted him. My crazed sex throbbed begging for contact. - Be good and as to what may have today - his fingers invaded me in the mood. The surprise made me gasp. One hand I am working on my sex while the other encouraged my breasts. I groaned delighted with his agility. He kissed my neck.

  - No, Robert. I want you.

  - You will have. In the right moment.

  And his fingers penetrated me firmly pulling me an amazing and overwhelming orgasm, taking me the ability to continue standing. My legs trembled and wavered. Robert supported me with one hand holding me by the waist. My face was glued to the table.

  He waited to calm me and untied my hands. Free, I just leaned on the table. My legs did not match and I was breathing hard. He still behind me, kissed my neck and stroked my belly, breasts and arms. He had ceased to be rude and returned to be affectionate. It was confusing!

  Sincerely? Even feeling all the humiliation of the moment, I could not decide which way liked. Of course the loving Robert was great for any situation, but the furious Robert was pure lust.

  Back to reality, I was able to think again. He was away slowly stroking my arms. Some tears fell and let my hair encobrissem my shame. Robert turned me forward and hugged me letting me cry on your chest. When he finally managed to control myself again, I lifted my face and stroked my hair looking me in the eyes.

  - I'll take her home if you promise not ready anything.

  I understood. Nothing Dean. But who wanted Dean after what I had experienced at that moment? Nothing that my "ficante" could do come close to Robert, even angry and authoritarian, was able to provide me. Note this fact hurt more than any harm that my boss was able to make me. Understand that, no matter what was the reason that should prevent me from being in their arms, they were not strong enough to keep me firm in this decision, raged me.

  I nodded and he pulled away so I could pack my clothes. Robert has not left my side and even stopped playing me. Before leaving, he opened a drawer and pulled out a contract any, without bothering to know what it was. It was his excuse for Tanya. I was bad.

  We walked to the elevator in an awkward silence, at least for me, and so we continue to get to my house. Robert seemed plagued with something, or was it just my excuse to disregard it?

  Can not avoid the terrible feeling bitter and that was probably what all lovers should feel. Be taken to a "case", yes, because I was being dragged by my boss to the situation that was not part of any plan that had drawn in my life.

  And it was just sex. Everything for sex. That both I and he could get anyone, but still in arriscávamos and envolvíamos in the most terrible and embarrassing situations, simply because we could not do otherwise. I was destroyed inside when he parked in front of my building.

  Before I got off the car he held my hand blocking my exit.

  - Remember what I told you, Melissa. You are mine and no one else - sent chills through my body.

  It would be the perfect situation of the world know that he fought for me, regardless of their motives, and made it clear, as I was doing, his need for ownership. I loved this part of our meetings. Excited me know that was so desired to the point, but the reality was different.

  Robert pulled me into a delicious and full of desire kiss. This time did not fight, did not even how to do it. I let that happen things as they should and handed me our time. He spent his skilled hands down my legs and slowly and gently, let her fingers, as if they wanted nothing touched me between my thighs, just as he had when we were in Greece. My panties got even wetter. He noticed my excitement.

  - I like to feel you so hot so, Melissa. I'd love to spend more time with you, but I can not stay. Extrapolated all limits tonight.

  Of course! He was married. Family had probably children, programming for a final family week, a cozy home where he felt like back every time we ate the secretary at the end of the day. Holy shit! How I wish I can stay out of that shit.

  - Tanya? - I looked away so he would not notice my disappointment. Just problems for that day.

  - IT IS. Tanya. I must go home - but his voice showed no happiness. I felt anger for allowing me such illusion. - Do not make me come back here in the middle of the night Melissa. Not ready anything.

  I was even more fucked up. He would return home to his wife, family, while I would have to be alone, waiting for your next order.

  - Go back to your wife, Robert.

  car went down, pounding the door, a sample of my wrath, and ran home letting the tears roll. I was bad, humiliated, not wanting contact with the world. Only I thought about disappearing and never again have to live something similar to all that was living.

  I entered the room and threw myself on the bed. I let the tears comforted me.

  CHAPTER 21

  He was kissing me and it was just fantastic. The most sweet and luscious lips that had experienced. His hands danced in my body. They seemed made especially for me. For my needs. Her moans echoed in my ear. His tongue exp
lored me. When I thought I could no longer endure the pleasure ... I woke up. Shit! It was just a dream? I opened my eyes and stared at the ceiling of my room. Damn it!

  Even with all the crying that consumed me until sleep embraced me, my lips could still feel the heat of it. My body could still feel the exact pressure of your hands. Still suffering from the experiences of last night. What night!

  That man could not help me that way just kissing me and touching. It was a real hurricane, especially when he was inside of me really. I took the hands to the head and grins. It was all a great and delicious madness.

  - Good dream? - His voice filled the space in my room.

  I sat on automatically ready to scream bed. My heart was racing. He was there. In my room. Sitting in the armchair in front of the bed. The elbows were on his knees and hands held her face. It was dark, but I knew he was so divine.

  - What ... how ... Oh my God! - Moaned throwing me back. - This can only be a nightmare.

  - It was like a nightmare when you were sleeping and moaning my name.

  - What? I did not do it - my face caught fire. It was very likely that I had done it. The dream seemed so real, so intense ... Groaning her name was less embarrassing that I could have done.

  - Oh, you did so! And it was fascinating - could feel his eyes burning me. I went back to sit on the bed staring at him angrily. His favorite amusement was trying to drive me insane?

  - How did you get in?

  - Always I get what I want - it was likely that his cynical smile was on her lips. I was one of his achievements and such a finding offended me a lot.

  - Get out of here. You have no right to enter my house. How did? Broke down the door?

  -. I opened with my key.

  So, naturally, he informed me that he had a copy of the key of my house. Holy shit! This was getting more and more absurd.

  - You are not telling the truth - my voice faltered in despair. What kind of psychopath he was?

  - I do not lie, Melissa - warned me.

  - And what are you doing with your wife? It is not a lie? And with me?

  - Well ... At least not without a good reason for this - could see that miserably seductive smile on her lips.

  - You're an asshole, motherfucker, cynical.

  He took a deep breath and raised walking to the window. He pulled the curtain to let the light in. I put my arm across the face preventing the light overshadow me. He turned back to watch me. I nearly died of shame. My hair was garbage and I was using my old beat-up sweatshirt. My face was swollen because of crying. Not to mention the lingerie set that I had chosen to spend the night.

  God! He could not be there at that moment, gloriously beautiful and I here, so horrible.

  - This, of course, was not the description you gave me the night I called - pointed to my old sweatshirt. I was even more embarrassed. I ran my hands through his hair nervously trying to clean up the mess. - You lied to me, Melissa? bad girl - could feel the irony in his voice. I pulled the sheet partially covering what I wore.

  - Get out of my room - I commanded.

  - No.

  - My God, Robert! What you want? - He smirked at me. I knew what he wanted.

  - Several things, Melissa, and almost all are linked to you.

  - You are unbelievable. You can not have a copy of the key of my house, this is a crime, you know?

  - Want to press charges? - Unbearable. That was what he was. Unbearable and delicious. Shit!

  - I want you out of my house - I threw a pillow at him with anger and he laughed.

  - We need to talk - his tone changed and I felt cold. I was afraid of what he would say. I knew eventually we would have this conversation as needed. - But before ... - I walked to my wardrobe and opened it.

  - What are you doing?

  - Making our pleasant conversation. I can not talk to you using this old and baggy sweatpants. Wear something more interesting. A woman like you should always be presentable. Even when awake.

  Nicole seemed speaking. Almost laughed. I would, if it were not so tense watching him move in my underwear drawer.

  - I think I found something ideal for this moment - he played for me a set of panties and light pink bra and a white sweater. It was a decent one I had. I bought my first night with Dean. I could not sleep with him using my old sweatshirt.

  - I will not wear it - I was rebellious.

  - Yes you will.

  - Because?

  - Because I say so. And it is better to obey or I'll take this sweatshirt you. I do not think I will enjoy the experience. I can be rude when I want. I believe that the small sample yesterday was enough - my mouth opened, but no voice came out. I lifted my chin and went into the bathroom. - You have ten minutes. Do not be late.

  I slammed the bathroom door in anger. Who he thought was to give me orders in my own home? I turned on the shower and got it quickly. It would not be like he wanted. I would not let him talk me into anything. No matter how wonderful he was. I would not budge. Not even.

  I put on the pieces he chose, but decided that would not put the sweater. It was like that? He comes into my house uninvited, move in my underwear drawer and tells me what to wear? No. I would wear an old shorts and a shirt and would talk in the room.

  Bathroom left wrapped in the towel and sweater on hand. I looked for him and found him lying on my bed. That manly body was on my mattress. My dream came back with all possible force. He was there. In my bed. God! Robert was divine with legs crossed and arms thrown back of the head in a relaxed position. But he lost all divinity when he took an arm and looked at the clock.

  - Good girl. The exact time.

  - Go to hell! - I was even more annoyed with all this obsession with time.

  - Beware, Melissa! - Alerted me and I felt a chill down your spine. He looked really dangerous. - Why have not put on the sweater?

  - I will not wear. I'm already perfectly awake. No need to go back to bed.

  - Need and should - his authoritarian tone was a real threat.

  - I will not wear - have suspended an eyebrow challenging him angry.

  - I can do a lot worse than I have done these days. The choice is all yours - stared at him angrily and noticed the desire in his eyes. Holy shit! I wanted madly. Just that little threat already made me wet. I took the sweater that I had thrown on the bed and went back to the bathroom, but he stopped me.

  - View it here ... For me - a hoarse voice and full of horny made my skin crawl. It was a mistake. Why my body did not understand?

  - You're weird, Robert. Most men asks the woman to undress and you're asking me to dress - I laughed.

  - All in due time, Melissa - he looked at me intently and ran his tongue on his lower lip. His eyes shone. - For now, I need you dressed - I was bland, but the way he asked me, birthed in my body a great desire to serve you.

  Let the towel and slow movements, so he had time to admire my body, wear a sweater. His gaze became wild. I stood, standing, waiting for your command. He extended a hand and called me. I walked to his side of the bed and kept standing

  Robert sat in front of me pulling me to him. I, standing between his legs and he sat with his hands up the back of my legs towards my ass. I could feel the volcano about to explode inside me. It was only a matter of time. In a very short time.

  His lips kissed the space between my breasts. And then, in a very quick motion, he threw me on the bed leaving his body on mine. I could feel his erection. I knew what would happen and was looking forward to it.

  - Relax - he noticed my anxiety. - I've played your body so many times before, and in so many different ways ... - his lips brushed my neck. I closed my eyes trying to calm me. I wanted. I did not want? - What's the matter, Melissa? - I opened my eyes to face his.

  I was crazy to fuck with my head again. I knew exactly what he wanted and how he wanted, but there was an obstacle that would not let me continue. Such a large and solid wall that formed between us that kept me from giving any step. No free will. I felt dirt
y, dishonest ... It was strange to know what I knew and still want to be with him.

  - I can not face naturally - admitted.

  - What? - He sighed patiently. I could even feel tenderness in his voice.

  - Are you married. I will never get used to it - averted my eyes from her.

  - Ah! That? - He walked away from me and out of bed. - So I think we really need to have this conversation.

  Robert ran his hands through his hair and walked into the small room. I let my heart back to normal and raised, sitting up in bed. He sat next to me, looked me in the eyes and took a deep breath.

  - You know this is a dangerous path, do not you? - After a few seconds shook my head indicating so. - For various reasons, Melissa, not just because I'm married - paused watching me. - With regard to this fact you can stay quiet, we are not doing anything wrong. Me and Tanya are in divorce proceedings. She agrees with our separation. Just can not make it official yet.

  I bit my lips repressing a smile. It was very confusing to be celebrated. He held my chin and lifted my face making me face him. There was much more in that story. Fear was instantaneous.

  - No feast. I do not know how long will last this shit, even though you want to end soon. As I said before: it is a dangerous path. But I can not go into detail with you.

  - Why not?

  - Why is not the time, or because you do not need to know, or because they do not want. The reason does not matter.

  - It matters to me.

  - But that's all I know - he was very firm in his words. It was difficult to control my anger, but what he did yesterday because of my rage had cost me dearly, it was better to be more cautious.

  - What do you want, Robert? I become his mistress? - The bitterness of words was in my mouth.

  - I do not know if lover is the correct term. I do not live carnally with Tanya. We divide the same house, for the sake of convenience and satisfaction to society. She does what she wants from life and I mine, since it is a secret. This is a requirement of it, not mine. At least while we can not work things out - holy shit! I did not know what to say.