by Anna Collins
But then the way she looked at me in the next second…like she'd let me do whatever I wanted to her…that did it.
I lifted her hands above her head to remove her top in one sweeping motion.
Her breasts, full and perky and clad in sexy white lace bra grazed against my chest. Immediately, I put my arms up, cupping one in each hand. Squeezing. Kneading.
She threw her head back with a moan and then slipped one of her hands down the front of my pants. She gave a slight gasp when she felt my girth and almost pulled her hand away. But I held her still. She was going to get away again. Not tonight.
I sucked her bottom lip between mine and she relaxed against me again. Then we topple over onto the bed. I pressed my full weight on her, and she spread her legs and started to grind slowly against me.
She had too much clothing, I decided. I pulled back and unbuttoned her jeans. They may as well have been painted on, they were so snug. Then I dropped them to the floor.
I licked my lips and kissed up her thighs and her stomach, inch by inch, very slowly.
She laced her fingers into my hair and tugged gently. When I look up at her, she bit her bottom lip.
I could tell she was enjoying it. I could tell she wanted it.
I made one more round of kisses around her lower belly and hip area. And then slowly I slid her panties off and kissed back up her inner thighs.
She lifted her hips slightly and inched them closer and closer to me, but I held my hand out to steady her. "Stay still," I said.
She let out an exasperated moan and lowered her hips back onto the bed. I took the time to kiss all around her inner thighs, the top of her mound, her lower stomach.
She was grabbing at the sheets, tugging them, and I could tell she was about to lose it.
Slowly and very gently, I offered her the very tip of my tongue. Her back arched immediately, and she lets out a loud moan.
"You like that? You want more of it?"
She didn't answer.
I stopped. "I asked you a question."
"Yes," she said, barely getting the word out.
Our kisses got deeper and more sensual. Her lips were delicious and I began to suck her bottom lip, savoring its flavor and fullness. Freya's hips began to rock back and forth in response, and my manhood began to press against her thigh. Our tongues teased each other, exploring our warm wet mouths. My breathing was faster, and Freya began to moan softly.
I kissed her neck and up and down her shoulders while I continued fingering her warm, wet pussy. My mouth was hungry for her breasts, so I began kissing them. My mouth covered her nipples, and I began to suck them and circle them with my tongue. I sucked them and felt them get hard in my mouth. Her nipples were about the size of the end of my thumb, and the feel of them excited me even more. My fingers had withdrawn from inside her pussy, and now I was rubbing her clit.
I started to gently stroke my fingers up and down her thigh as her leg lay over mine. She took a deep breath and let it out in a long soft sigh as she closed her eyes and let my fingers tease closer to her shaved pussy. "Mmmmmmmm" she sighed as my finger stroked down her protruding inner lips, my finger teasing them ever so gently. I stroked up and down slowly, letting my finger work slightly deeper between her lips with each stroke until the tip of my finger was pushing slightly into her tunnel opening and then sliding up her pubic bone to the top of her lips and her engorged clit. "Ohhhhhhh, god, yes," she moaned softly. my finger pressed deeper into her as she rolled and pushed her hips toward me. I pressed my finger into her and rotated my hand so that my palm was up. I pressed my thumb against her clit and rolled it in small circles while I teased the top of her tunnel with my crooked finger, drawing a gasp from her lips as she tried to lift herself higher toward my hand.
Under the covers of the bed, I began licking her milky skin all over until I finally made my way to her gorgeous vagina. When my tongue finally reached her sensitive clit she buckled and let out and audible moan. I wanted to be slow and steady but as the scent of her was so close I dived in like a hungry animal.
The taste of her nectar truly was a profound fey wine. As my tongue caressed her perfect young pussy, the juices flowed into my mouth and brought me to another place, and her soft, sweet whimpering little voice I still heard like a distant twinkling.
I rolled over onto my back, my manhood pointing to the ceiling for all it was worth. It was begging me to be inside this beautiful lady and I wasn't going to disappoint. Freya climbed on top of me, pushed her dripping wet pussy over my cock, and began to slowly slide down my thick shaft. Her vagina was so tight, and if it hadn't been so wet, it would have been difficult to slide my girth inside her. But with one solid thrust, I was all the way inside. And for a moment we were perfectly still. Freya's tight pussy began to squeeze my cock, and she could feel me throbbing inside her.
Freya began to ride me, rocking slowly at first. And then I began to match her rhythms, lifting her with each thrust into her pink hole. Together we bucked and fucked harder and faster. The moonlight shone on the Freya's naked body and the whole scene made me more enthusiastic.
She began making love sounds, moans, and soft screams. And from somewhere within me came a deep roar, like no sound I had ever made. We were fucking harder and faster, and I was driving my manhood deeper into her as her body bounced into mine. I was going to cum if I didn't change my position, so I lifted Freya off her ride and turned her over. I didn't have to say a word. She offered her hot bottom in front of me, on her hands and knees, and I wanted it. I teased her clit with the head of my manhood and my precum began to drip from it, down her pussy lips and on to her bottom. I couldn't tease her any longer. I drove my hard manhood deep inside Freya'spussy, and she met me, banging her butt cheeks into me.
Then I reached around her, took her breasts in my hands and pulled her back into me with even more intensity. My thick shaft was dragging over her clit with every thrust.
Suddenly, her pussy clenched my manhood harder than I'd ever felt before.
Chapter 22
Freya
He moved his hand over my hair. "Your hair is very long and very beautiful, I love touching it, " he said while stroking my long wavy hair. I was sure that my face had turned into the color of a bright red tomato. God! Why did I let this happen? Why did I let him take me again? But he was so damn handsome and not to mention, gentle and caring. I couldn’t stop myself.
I hid my face in a pillow trying to compose myself. Robert removed the pillow and kissed my forehead affectionately, "everything about you pulls me towards you, and the most frustrating thing is I can't help it. Freya, I want you." he said in his seductive tone. No No No! Don't say these to me, I have a soft heart it might melt. Freya, just remember, don't fall into the trap of this devil. The devil might be good looking, but his heart is dark, a voice inside me warned me.
He got on top of me, he was still wearing his shirt and I was completely naked. I knew why he was reluctant to remove his shirt, he was afraid that I might see his scars and ask some questions which he would not be able to answer. But he had no idea how smart I was! I had already seen everything. And before I could think anything, his hot kisses, and gentle nibbling made me lose my mind, I was so lost in the trance that I forgot when I fell asleep.
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"Freya it must have been your illusion, if it was true then the police might have found the dead body" Danny shrugged as I explained him the horrific incident that I had seen the other day. I didn't tell it to Robert, fearing that he might react violently with me after hearing that. And my plan of getting close to him was going very smooth, I had no reason to destroy it with my own hands.
"Danny! it was for real! It was Joe Hudson, he murdered the guy in the black robe" I yelled in frustration.
Danny covered my mouth with his hand "shut up, you want your neighbors to know everything too? Freya I know what you are saying can be true, but you should stay silent about it. Do you have any idea that this single incident has the ability
to take your life? What if Joe Hudson knows that you are the single witness to his crime? He will not think twice before firing a bullet at you and then you will lose your life in the same way as that victim. So be smart and keep your mouth shut" he advised.
His words got me thinking. Jeez! he was so right.
"Danny, I promise I will keep my mouth shut, I don't want to die before living my dream" I frowned.
"Good. Now delete this incident from your head. And go to sleep. Ah, one more thing, Rick will be late, so do you want me to stay till he arrives? Will you get scared? "He teased, popping out his tongue to make a scary face at me.
I laughed and playfully hit his chest "I will be okay, you can go to your sleepover with Emily" I winked.
His jaw fell open "how did you know?" he asked.
"Common sense, you stupid. Now leave otherwise, she will get mad" I pushed him.
"Okay, but you take care. Bye" and he left.
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Why did I keep seeing those dangerous things? My own eyes were my biggest enemy. First, I saw the masochist activities of Robert Hudson, now I saw a murder. God! The Hudson family was filled with criminals, and I was messing up with them.
You are going to die a bad death Freya! I said to myself and reached to open my wall cabinet to get my pajamas.
What the hell? Who broke my safe? Shit, Shit, Shit. It's the safe where I kept the ‘Robert Hudson’ file, but no one ever touched my things, who could do it? Did someone break into the apartment while I was at Robert's? But Rick was here. Ah! The thief might have entered when he was at work.
I reached out to check if anything was stolen. The money and my jewelry were still there, but Oh No! the black file was missing!
I held my head in panic, God! It contained the detailed secret story on Robert.
Then my eyes fell on a small piece of paper that was kept in the place of the file. I read it aloud
“You will suffer, you will cry with pain and no one will be able to save you, no one"
Chapter 23
Freya
"The last thing I need right now is some desperate bimbo trying to get me murdered" I sank down onto a couch to calm myself and closed my eyes. I tried to meditate and concentrate on something else rather than those heavy events of a thriller film that had been going around in my life for the past few days. But it was of no use, I was too shaken.
"Oh come on, no one is trying to get you killed. Like I said, it's the work of that girl who came home looking for you while you were not here. And when she could not find you, she slipped down a note to scare you. Sis, you have no idea how crazy these ex-girlfriends can be; and I bet Robert has a long list to follow up" Rick smirked, taking the seat next to me.
I wished it was so simple; there was a whole gang involved with this. Maybe this girl was the same one whose feet I had seen the other day. Maybe some of them had seen me and followed me. But when I woke up I was with Robert; then, wait…what if Robert Hudson himself was involved with the murder of that mysterious man? O-M-G! were they some members of the secret society?
My hands raised to my mouth, yes everything was making sense now. Robert and his uncle were members of the secret society; those black cloaks, the self-hitting and the non-forgiving attitude.
"This is a jackpot" I murmured. The feelings of excitement and fear had covered my senses. I was excited to know all about it but at the same time was scared to lose my precious life. Buckle up Freya, no risk no gain, I said to myself.
"What jackpot?" Rick raised his eyebrows.
"You will know it soon" I winked, grabbing my coat.
"Wait, where are you going? To see your boyfriend? I'm sure he must be missing your warm affection" Rick teased making a you-are-in-love expression.
I shook my head "poor guy, does not even know that he is playing with fire" saying this I tried to laugh devilishly like one of those negative characters in the movies, but all that came out was a nervous chuckle. I guessed I was not so confident after all.
"Ahhh, arrogance. You know sis, your over confident attitude towards Robert Hudson always gets you to the mouth of trouble, but you never learn" he shook his head.
What? Did he saw arrogance on my face? Robert Hudson, the name was enough to shake my insides, yes he made me feel uncomfortable, but I was ready to fight him. "Shut up, you will clap your hands when I will land him at my feet. For now, just help me. My wicked mind is hatching a plan" I rubbed my hands with excitement.
Rick's face fell as he frowned "another plan? Lord save us!" and he hit his head on the wall.
Robert
"Love? Are you kidding me? She is just a source of recreation for me" I laughed blowing off uncle's rubbish question.
"But…umm…Liam told me that you behave differently with her" he hesitated, sitting uncomfortably on the wooden chair in my study room. The scattered gray hairs on his forehead were unable to hide his wrinkles of tension.
"What's wrong uncle Joe? You look awfully disturbed" I asked sounding concerned.
"No..nothing, I forgot to take my blood pressure medicines. Excuse me" he stumbled and left hastily.
Why did everything seem so out of place to me? must have been the work pressure. I ran my hands over my hair.
My eyes reached the clock, "shucks! It was 8pm, I was to meet the foreign delegates at Pan Pacific by 8:30. Damn you Robert Hudson, how can you forget about such an important meeting?" I cursed under my breath.
I quickly got to my bedroom and changed into a black business suit. The pinstriped jacket had shiny black buttons, and I chose a black silk tie to go with it. Ah, how much I liked black, it surely managed to reflect my insides, dull and lifeless.
Taking a last glance at the mirror and not caring to groom up my unruly brown hair, I decided I looked hot enough to make up for the delay. After all, it was the attitude that mattered; no one would ever dare to reject my presentation. My deep blue eyes, which were just showing every shade of proudness now started showing hints of dismay, as the thought of a failure and uncertainty hit me and I crumbled a piece of facial tissue while growling "Ben Wyatt"
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"That was a wonderful presentation, Mr. Hudson. Thanks for walking us to the car, you are a true gentleman" said Mr. Sultan, he was about to sponsor the new project of Hudson Industries. I was very happy that our business was expanding to Dubai as well. But the deal was not finalized yet, well it would be, once we receive the official contract but he looked pleased enough; his smiling face was kinda difficult to ignore because of the golden aura of the two gold teeth that were gracing his mouth. He was dressed in the proper ‘Sheikh’ look; long linen white fabric and round cap which they call ‘pagdi’ in their language. This deal would gain us a lot of profit and Hudson Industries would reach a new milestone. Robert Hudson, you are just on the right path, I said this to myself while adjusting my collars and smirking proudly.
"But I have heard many things about you and your impulsive attitude" Mr. Spellman pointed out; I saw his lips curling a bit under his heavy mustache. Oh I see, he was trying to ruin things for me, I will see you later Mister. Mr. Sultan's smile faded immediately and I could see a question forming in his eyes. My face got tensed up for a moment but I was fast enough to cover it with a sly smile "Mr. Spellman, you know how jealousy works. People tend to spread lots of rumors about me, if I count them all it will be like trying to count stars while sitting under the open sky so I ignore them" I said in a casual, not so caring attitude.
"Yes, yes you are a celebrity after all, it's natural for you to have such kind of rumors" Mr. Sultan smiled again, thankfully.
"I agree these media people tend to exaggerate everything" Mr. Spellman winked at me.
My forehead crooked, what was the man trying to imply by that? Whatever, my problem was resolved, well, for now. But I had to do something about that Mr. Spellman; he could create trouble for me.
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After the tiring business meeting, I decided to relax and grab a few drinks at the luxury co
cktail bar of the hotel. Hidden behind a small entrance, ‘the bar’ was cocooned in a darkened subterranean lair. Pitched as the first ever mixed-themed cocktail bar, it was called a cocktail lover's paradise.The bar was headed up by top mixologist and his expertise showed in the quality and ingenuity of the drinks served. Its dingy Royal touch ensured the dark wood, brass and glass, thus paying homage to the 17th century.The ambiance was intimate with low lighting and wonderful boothed vaults where one could kick back and relax. Just the kind of place I liked, silent and cool.
Thisbar was sophisticated, not like the cheap retro bar where Emily had taken me. And the surprising thing was I actually let her take me there, Jeez, I was getting jitters thinking about the not-so-me things I had done to get in the good books of Mr. Wyatt but nothing helped, not even a bit. That bloody old man was as rigid as a rock. Damn! I wish I could burn him into ashes for eating up my peace. I gulped the neat drink quickly, burning my throat and the bartender looked at me in awe, maybe marveling at the capability to handle the burning sensation caused by the very strong drink.
