by J. L. Beck
My hands moved to their own accord making there way into her hair where I gripped gently, encouraging her to take more of me into her mouth.
“Fucking Christ, Chloe!” I hissed between clenched teeth trying to fight off the pleasure so that I wouldn’t cum like a teenage boy having sex for the first time. It was impossible though, the warmth of her mouth and the small little moans that vibrated from the back of her throat as she sucked and licked me with excitement just pushed me closer to the edge.
She released me with a pop, her face tilting up as she looked at me with lustful eyes her lips swollen and wet, “Is this what you want, Mr. Nelson? Me on my knees, sucking you off until you explode in my mouth?” Puffs of air left my lungs as I tried to swallow around the lump in my throat. I was so overcome with pleasure, not only from her actions but also her words, that I couldn’t speak. So I did the only thing I could think of at the moment, I kissed her so deep I could feel the back of her throat with my tongue.
Cupping the back of her head, I gripped her hair tightly against the scalp, a deep moan vibrated from her chest. Whatever patience I had went out the window as soon as she started talking dirty to me.
“My patience is gone baby, now I just want your hot little mouth sucking my cock until my warmth coats your throat.” I growled shoving my cock to the back of her throat without warning. She gagged, and her eyes watered but she caught herself, breathing through her nose as she sucked and licked the head of my cock. I pulled out completely and then slid back into her sweet mouth, taking from her everything I wanted.
As her tongue swirled around the head and her teeth gently glided against the sides, I gripped onto her hair tighter my movements becoming jerky as I moved faster inside her mouth.
“Yes! Yes! Suck my cock baby…” My belly filled with pleasure that radiated from my spine and straight down to my cock. My balls rose, my toes curled, and the tight coil of tension in my body snapped just as I came in her perfect mouth. I knew it could never be this way with anyone else, ever.
My hot seed shot into the back of her throat almost choking her, my balls were so full. I almost felt sorry for not warning her, I mean I would of if I could've manged to get a word out of my mouth. All I did was whimper her name, over and over until I came down from my high. I looked down at her through hooded eyes and the look on her face was pure satisfaction. She hadn't let go of my cock yet and was still stroking it lightly. My innocent little Office Assistant was actually a foul-mouthed, dirty slut who only wanted to be fucked by the boss. I can honestly say, I wouldn’t have wanted it any other way. She is mine.
“It’s my turn now.” I demanded, my voice almost menacing as the pleasure took over my senses once again. The need to consume her inside and outside was overwhelming. She finally let go of my now soft dick and gently kissed the head. She rolled off the bed, the moonlight flowing into the room made her thighs glisten with my cum. She started to move for what she must have assumed was the bathroom to clean up, thinking we were done for the night. WRONG!! I hadn't had my fill of her yet. I pushed her up against the wall, her legs instantly finding there way around my hips. The look in her eyes told me she was ready for more. My cock more than willing to spring to life once again, ready for round three.
“Take me, Ryan. I want to feel every inch of your cock throbbing deep inside of me.” Fuck! I slammed my lips against hers in an almost brutal manner. This woman had no idea how much she made me feel, how hard she made me or how deeply she had embedded herself under my skin.
“I’m sorry…” I placed a gentle kiss against her forehead apologizing for what was about to happen.
“For what?” I could hear the confusion in her words but ignored them. She would fully understand in a second. I moved us back onto the bed, she was face down and ass up. As much as I wanted to see her ocean blue eyes as she came in my arms, I also wanted to slap that ass of hers until it turned the most beautiful shade of pink.
“Because I’m about to fuck you so hard, I’m worried I may actually hurt you. Worse than that, I’m scared that I might wake up tomorrow and this not be real, just a dream. Or wake up to find you gone with no explanation."
Her lips parted like she was going to say something so I took the chance to kiss her and to give her the same feeling she gives me. The heart pounding, earth shattering, butterflies in the stomach kind that no other woman will ever be able to replace.
I grabbed her by the ass and pulled her to me. I was about to make those perfectly round cheeks of hers a few shades darker.
Chapter Six
When Ryan and I came together it was like all the cosmos in the universe had perfectly aligned just for us. Together we are the perfect amount of beauty and chaos wrapped up and tied with a bow, each other's perfect gift.
My senses were heightened, my body floated into another realm where all I could feel or see was pleasure. I believe they call that subspace and its very hard to achieve unless you have the right partner. I thought I was going to pass out from it all. Was it possible that all along I had needed Ryan? That he was the missing piece to my puzzle?
“Do you feel that, Baby?” He smacked my left cheek first bringing his whole palm down hard. Omg did it sting, but it also felt so good. He rubbed the area he just made bright red and just when I thought he was done spanking me, "Thwack". This one scared me more than it hurt. I was definitely not ready for that. He pulled me closer to him and thrust so hard into me he was balls deep. All I could manage was to scream his name. "See I told you I was going to make you scream my name tonight, Chloe." He pounded into me over and over, holding onto my hips in order to move faster and deeper. He not only pierced my soaking wet pussy with his merciless need to mark me, but he branded my soul, and fractured the walls that I had placed around my heart. I was falling for Ryan and having unbridled maniac sex with him was only making those feelings more apparent. This man was all consuming and I was the buffet.
“Harder…oh God, Ryan, don't stop.” I pleaded into the sheets, the sweat dripped from my body marring the red silk beneath me. My ass was jutted so high in the air, my knees touched my elbows as I hung on. The sound of his balls slapping my wet pussy drowned out his heavy breathing. The smell of sex and a mixture of his woodsy cologne filled my nostrils. Tingles covered my body and sparks flew before my eyes. Ryan did as I asked, his fingers digging even deeper into my hips. I was fucking sure you would be able to see his fingerprints bruised into me tomorrow, but I didn’t care. They would be a reminder of what we've shared here tonight.
“Your pussy is like heaven and I just want to fucking die in it.” Ryan moaned, his teeth grating down my spine. I arched into his touch, his cock shifted upwards hitting my g-spot in the most deliciously, satisfying way. With every single thrust, his balls slammed against my clit, the added friction giving me just what I needed to come all over his cock.
“I’m going to come. Faster, faster....” I barely got the words out as I faded off, the orgasm bursting through my body. Ryan didn’t stop though, no he sped up just like I told him to. His pace was almost painful as he shoved my face sideways into the mattress and smacked my ass cheek hard. So hard it brought me to tears.
“Did I tell you to come all over my cock? Did I say you could?” His dirty mouth turned me on even more, as if that was possible. I was still on cloud nine, my body floated above me when he smacked my ass again. This time harder still. My pussy was so full with his cock that I thought it was going to burst. My ass burned with heat from his palms.
“I… I’m sorry.” I panted into the sheets, my fingers gripping at them, asking them if they could save me from this animal of a man.
Ryan seethed, “I doubt that Baby, but I’m going to make sure you are right now.” He flipped me over so fast that it took a few seconds to orient myself. He was on me in an frenzy. I looked up at his face to see his eyes half closed. In an instant, his hard cock slammed back inside of me. He stared at me with longing, and something else I couldn’t name.
He
whisked me up in his arms, forcing me to wrap myself around him. Face to face was much more intimate, and something that I wasn’t ready for or at least I didn’t think so, that is until Ryan slipped through my folds and deep into my pussy. I moaned louder than necessary as he filled me inch by ever fucking inch.
“I want you, Chloe. I want you so bad it fucking hurts.” His lips grazed my forehead as he lifted me up and down on his cock, my entire body weight being held by his strong arms. His muscles strained and my pussy stretched as he forced me to take all of him. He wasn’t just giving me pleasure though, no he was giving me his everything. All the fine pieces of who he was.
He wanted me to feel him inside my heart, remember him and the things he had done to my body, and I would, God how I would. I have never come so many times in my life, so how could I forget? Long after the orgasmic coma wore off, and the throbbing of my pussy stopped, I would forever remember the way he made me feel, like I was the only thing that mattered in this world.
“Come. Now.” His growl was animalistic and as I came for a fourth time in record time. Who could count when you're mind was in a constant lust filled haze. I realized this man was in fact the King of Orgasms. Waves of pleasure hit me dragging me under, each wave more powerful than the last. I leaned into Ryan, my head resting against his as I tried to withstand the pleasure and pain.
“I want this. I want you. Forever.” Ryan whispered against my glistening skin, his grip on me tightening as he pulled out of me, leaving a void deep inside my chest. I knew what he was asking me, and I wanted to give him that. I wanted to be that girl for him but the truth was I didn’t know if I was cut out for this, for him.
He made me a different person, a person I wasn’t sure I wanted to be. He flipped my moral compass upside down. He made me feel dirty, and used and the worst part about it was that I liked it.
“I want you, too.” I finally say, realizing I needed to say something. The truth was I did want him. I just didn’t know for how long.
He cradled me in his arms our breaths matching one another’s as he settled us into the bed. Our bodies were slick with sweat and the smell of sex, but I didn’t care. I just wanted to be with him, to have his arms wrapped around me, to feel his heartbeat against my back in rhythm with my own.
“I’m never letting go.” I heard the words faintly in my ear just as I drift off to sleep. His touch, and the day’s events reminding me just how tired I really was. For some strange reason I too felt the need to remind him that I wasn’t going to be going anywhere either.
“I’ll always be here.” The words left my lips without thought of the consequences they may bring. Instead my eyes drifted close and I let the pleasure and warmth of the man I loved wash over me, carrying me into my dreams.
***
I awoke the next morning, confused, and feeling as if I ran a triathlon. Which may have been true had I actually done so and not spent all night receiving numerous orgasms instead. I rolled over in the king size bed expecting to find Ryan’s warm body, my fingertips grazing on a piece of paper instead.
-C
You’re beautiful when you’re sleeping. Please have that pussy warmed up when I get back from the office. I like my breakfast warm.
-Ry
I lifted my hand to my lips, feeling a smile form against my fingers. It was a strange feeling to be smiling my happy ass off when just a week ago I was jobless, volunteering at the local homeless shelter and on the verge of being homeless myself. Who knew that in a blink of an eye I would be screwing one of the Nation's most eligible bachelors? Still something didn’t seem right. Maybe it was all too good to be true? Things like this never happened to a girl like me.
The giddy feeling of being fucked by Ryan continued on as I slipped into one of his shirts. I walked aimlessly around his apartment digesting my surroundings and taking in everything that I failed to notice last night as we made a mad dash for his bedroom.
My fingers slid across the mantle above the fireplace, the centerpiece of the whole room. The wood was high end exotic, esquite and oozed manly sex appeal. In fact the entire apartment was very well decorated. I wouldn't have expected anything less coming from a bachelor Billionaire. He probably hired an Interior Designer or he really does have excellent taste.
A floor to ceiling window allowed ample light into the room, but also gave way to a beautiful view of the city. The large, comfy king size bed was placed against an exposed brick wall, the red silk sheets blending with the room perfectly.
I made a beeline for the en suite bathroom that was connected to the bedroom. What I thought was the bathroom was actually a massive closet, like a whole other room kinda closet. I couldn’t resist the urge to find out more about him even if was just seeing what filled his closet. Expensive suits were hung with care and dozens of ties neatly rolled in drawers, pairs and pairs of polished leather shoes lined one wall. Everything was color coordinated and put away with extreme care. A little OCD maybe?
I didn’t spend much time exploring his closet, not because there wasn’t much in it but because there wasn’t anything very interesting in it. I was actually shocked at how little he had in there. Ryan’s closet was huge, my entire apartment could fit inside the space but it was only half filled with his belongings. The whole other side of the room mirrored his side but was completely void of clothing and shoes.
At the very end of the closet was where Ryan must have stored his casual clothing and shoes. I definitely wanted to see him in jeans and sneakers. Jeans, t-shirts, and sweaters were all folded and neatly placed in their own spots and his massive shoe collection was organized by casual to tennis shoes.
“This is a dream…” My voice echoing through the large room.
“For fuck’s sake!” A female voice that I didn’t recognize boomed from outside the bedroom startling me from the fairytale dream I was having. I scurried from the closet and out of the bedroom. My eyes honed in on a blonde bombshell, looking like she just walked off the runway. She was the kind of woman that rivaled all those that I had admired in the magazines as a teenager.
She wore a black pencil skirt and white blouse, simple jewels and sky high heels. Her hair and makeup made the most simple outfit look stunning. Anxiety didn’t hit me full force until she looked up and our eyes collided. The angry heat in her stare told me she didn’t know I was here or who I was to Ryan.
“Who the hell are you?” I took a deep breath, her words lashing against my skin angrily. I was thinking the same thing she was but I'd like to know what she's doing here. Maybe she is Ryan's sister or something?
“Shouldn’t I be asking you that?” Somehow I had found my voice and with it came a pair of balls to match. But then my mind starting coming up what ifs. Maybe she’s a business partner? Or an ex girlfriend?
Fuck me. I could feel my heart shattering as the words left her perfect pouty red lips, “His girlfriend of course!! Who the fuck are you and why the fuck are you in our apartment? Do I need to call security? ” The sting of her words didn’t hurt as much as realizing the man I was sleeping with actually had a girlfriend and that I was the other woman.
“I….” I stumbled over my words and my own feet, taking a few steps back in the direction of the bedroom door. I needed to find my clothes and handbag and get the hell out of here before the angry tears started to fall from my eyes, or worse yet, Security or Ryan showed up. The last thing I need is to be present for the awkward confrontation or hauled off in cuffs. I headed to the bedroom, she followed right behind me.
A huge smile formed on the blonde’s face, “Oh, I know who you are… Another one of his play things…or flavors of the day as I like to call them.” She nodded her head as if she knew something I didn’t. Apparently this wasn’t the first time she discovered another woman half naked in his apartment.
“This…” I grabbed my skirt off the bedroom floor, turned around and slipped off Ryan’s shirt like it was on fire, pulled on my skirt and zippered it and picked up my blouse. “It isn�
��t what you think.” I continued, buttoning up my blouse, not the least bit concerned with the fact that I didn’t have a bra on. I didn't see and I wasn't going to waste anymore time here. It’s not like I could make myself look any worse, the woman had already caught me practically naked, clearly aware that I slept with her boyfriend. I turned around to face her as I put on my heels.
All I wanted to do was get out of this place and away from Ryan’s girlfriend, away from the humiliation I was feeling. Not only was I the woman that slept with her boss but now I was also apparently the other woman.
“Please sweetheart, you’re not the first, and you definitely won’t be the last…” She huffed out examining her well manicured nails as if I was wasting her precious time. As much as I didn’t want to believe that this woman was dating the man that I had started to fall for, all the facts pointed towards the truth.
She had apparently let herself in, which meant she definitely had a key. Her image fit exactly to what Ryan needed in his life, someone who was more than ready for the paparazzi, or media interviews on the drop of a dime.
“I’m sorry.” I wasn’t even sure where the apology came from. Maybe it was because I felt bad for her for staying with him when she knew he was doing this to her. Then again why did I care, he hurt me too, he had strung me along, he had pursued me even when he knew I was uncomfortable and upset about sleeping with my him as my boss. He made me fall for him and now here I was being laughed at, made to look like an even bigger fool.
“Don’t be… He fuck’s like a saint and I’m more than willing to share, once or twice.” The tears I had been holding back stung painfully behind my eyes. I needed to leave, to run, to get as far away from him and this entire situation as I possibly could.
