by Angela Blake
At least he knew this was his one shot to forge something stronger. Nicole could think of half a dozen guys that never even tried, having been satisfied with a fifteen minute quickie.
She looked into his eyes and stated, “I’ll admit, I thought this was just going to be a one-time thing and I’d wake up in my apartment, alone and with a bad hangover. It’s a nice little surprise to wake up in a comfy, big bed and have breakfast served for once.”
Michael gave a sarcastic but nonetheless cute curtsy, “You’re welcome. Honestly, I was going to approach you a few weeks ago.”
Nicole pointed a finger and had a wicked smile on her face, “Aha! You’ve been stalking me.”
“No, no, no, nothing like that,” Michael tried to defend himself. “I was at that new place, the Trax Corner. You were there once, I think on a Friday or something, and I saw you dancing with some friends. I was going to approach and say hi but by the time I bought a drink to offer I saw you were already talking to some guy.”
Nicole shrugged, “Oh man, I remember that night. Yeah, now that I think about it I wish you just came up anyway. That guy you saw, Kevin, man he was an asshole.”
“Did you fuck him?”
“Didn’t get that far,” Nicole consoled him. She saw him give a sigh of relief. “He was being a jerk all night so I ditched him and went back with my girls. We went to see a movie. I was disappointed. I wanted to get wasted.”
Looking at him, Nicole felt a little bit of assurance and a tingling sensation of amusement. She liked him. She wasn’t sure if she wanted to actually keep on dating him but so far he was nice and it definitely helped that he was polite and good-looking.
“All right then,” she concluded. “You can go around with me.”
Michael pumped his fist into the air in triumph. Nicole laughed and they spent the rest of the morning finishing their meals and relaxing back in the bedroom.
Chapter Three
Fortunately for Nicole, Michael agreed to drive over to her apartment first so she could change her clothes. She needed something a little more attractive for the kind of work she was hoping to get into.
When she walked out and headed back to the car, she couldn’t help but chuckle when she saw Michael’s reaction to what she wore. Nicole was wearing a backless, cropped white top and a pair of torn shorts that were quite up above her knees. She wore a pair of boots and had her hair tied up, exposing her back and neck even more.
“Damn,” he told her. “I literally had to pick up my jaw from the floor.”
“Thank you,” she replied as she stepped back into his car.
“You never did tell me what kind of work you’re hoping to get,” he said as he began to drive. Downtown was just twenty minutes away from this neighborhood and Nicole realized she lived closer to the city than Michael did.
She gave him a peck on the cheek and asked, “Would you believe me if I told you I’m a model?”
“With a body like that, hell yes,” he answered her. “Maybe I should hire you to be the new face of our company.”
“Don’t say that,” Nicole told him. “I might take it up seriously one day.” She then laughed and Michel followed.
***
For the rest of the day, Nicole and Michael went from one studio to the next. Most of the interviews didn’t even last longer than fifteen minutes. Nicole had been a model since she was a teenager and her face was already well-known. Many of them signed her on for a few deals and one company, which sold designer lingerie, agreed to pay her in advance.
It was already past sundown when they were done and set to go back home.
“Will I see you again?” Michael had to ask.
“Mike,” she called. “We spent the whole night and whole day together. You know where I live. Of course we’re going to see each other again.”
He had that smile on his face again. It turned her on. Nicole tried to keep her cool and simply gave him a kiss on the lips before she left his car and walked back up to her apartment. She waved him good-bye as he left.
As Michael’s car disappeared into the distance, Nicole walked up into her apartment, dropped her bag on the floor and crashed onto her couch. She looked at her wall clock. It was 7 PM.
Nicole decided to take it easy tonight. She changed her clothes, putting on a black nightgown, and decided to stay in bed and watch a few movies for the rest of the night. She ordered pizza, having forgotten to buy food on the way home, and settled with a “Grey’s Anatomy” marathon.
While watching, Nicole went through her phone contacts and her Facebook contacts. She usually never did but after spending a day with Michael it looked like she might get into something serious. Sure, he was rich and handsome, but those weren’t the only qualities that attracted her. He was funny, he was polite and he was genuinely sweet. It also helped that he was good in bed. Nicole wasn’t addicted to sex or anything but the way he used his tool and how he pleased her were so refreshing and exciting, it made her feel like a giddy teenager again.
In her bed, alone, she could shut her eyes and imagine the way he’d hold her close to him and how his warm breath felt right before he’d bite down on the skin of her neck or her ear. She could relish in the thought of how his hands roamed across her body and how his fingers gently caressed her nipples moments before he’d give a tighter squeeze. She could feel how his manhood felt as it pressed against her flesh and how her body trembled when he thrust it into her. She could still feel how it broke through her walls and penetrated deep into her body.
When she reached down between her legs Nicole felt she was warm and wet. She shut her eyes and continued to imagine the night before and how Michael held her close as he thrust in and out of her. She remembered the scent of his skin and how he would lick her before raising her leg and changing their position on his bed. She could almost taste him on her lips and how he looked at her in ecstasy and pride as she knelt down and worked on his cock with her mouth and tongue.
Before she knew it, Nicole was losing all control and was playing rapidly with her own flesh. Her finger was deep inside her and her thumb toyed with her clit, rubbing it in circles until she finally peaked and exploded in an orgasm.
Wet, soaking, and tired, Nicole rested for a while and took another shower.
***
A few hours later, when it was almost 10 PM, she was getting a little lonely. It wasn’t exactly the kind of day to go out though so she took her phone and texted Michael. Nothing fancy, just a simple hello.
For a few minutes there was nothing but silence. Maybe he was sleeping? She didn’t bother to text a second time. He’d red her message when he wasn’t busy and would reply. After all, he was the one worried that they wouldn’t see each other again, right?
The phone buzzed.
The smile she had on her face immediately eroded the moment she read what Michael had sent her.
“Don’t text right now, my wife is in the house.”
Chapter Four
“What the fuck do mean ‘it’s not a problem’, huh?” Nicole angrily asked as she punched Michael’s arm. It was early morning and she was still in a bad mood from the night before. She didn’t waste any time and immediately told him to meet her in her apartment the moment his wife was gone and he was free.
“I mean it’s not a problem,” Michael tried to explain further but all he was doing was repeating what he already said. “Yeah, I’m married but it’s not an issue.”
“How the fuck is that not an issue? What happens if I got pregnant? What if she finds out you and I were fucking each other?” Nicole could barely keep her temper down. She didn’t want to scream so loudly. The landlord or the security guards of the apartment compound might get curious and investigate. That would just make the scandal bigger.
Michael tried to keep his distance and he sat on her recliner, “Look, my wife is nothing. She’s a piece of decoration in my house. I don’t love her. We just got married because we had to
.”
“What do you mean you had to? You can’t be forced into marriage.”
Michael shook a finger at her, “You don’t know my parents. They wouldn’t settle for anyone but a girl also coming from an elite family. So I got forced into this relationship with her. I mean, she goes out for days and she tells me she’s with friends but I know she’s fucking some guy out of town. There are rumors she’s screwing a dentist or something.”
“So what, that gives you the right to screw other girls too?” Nicole demanded for an answer. She was so mad she almost slammed her small fists on the coffee table between the couches. To calm herself down, she walked to the kitchen and made herself a cup of coffee. “You’re still a married man. You tricked me.”
“I never told you I was single.”
He was right, he never did and she didn’t bother asking about his relationship status. She just assumed he was single and available. After all, she spent the whole night at his place and the majority of his morning and afternoon without a single message from his wife.
“Rich boys,” she said as she shook her head in disbelief. “You always think you can get away with things like this.”
“I did get away with it,” Michael pointed out to her. “She’s still unaware that I brought you home, had sex with you, made you breakfast and took you out for job hunting. By the time she came home she was too drunk and tired to even care.”
Nicole didn’t want to accept that reality, “If that’s the case why don’t you just divorce her? I presume your family has no more say in your life, right?”
“They don’t,” Michael explained, “but you have to think about the corporation. If I’m caught flirting with someone else, it’s not a big deal. If I get into a divorce then that’s legal problems and it will affect the company. I just can’t do it.”
“You think I’ll still go out with you knowing it isn’t right?”
Michael stood up and opened his arms wide, “Yes, I do. I honestly do. Despite what the paper says, I’m not in a relationship. I haven’t had sex with my wife in two years.”
“Say her name,” Nicole demanded as she finished her coffee.
“What? Why?”
Nicole wouldn’t back down from this, “Say her goddamn name.”
“Vanessa,” Michael told her. “Her name’s Vanessa.”
Nicole met his gaze and for a long while neither of them said another word. Both of them were locked in their thoughts. For a brief moment, Nicole wanted to spatter her hate and anger at him but the longer she looked at him the more she felt her anger melting away.
“Babe, please, don’t be mad about this,” Michael begged. She saw his face twist in the most pitiful manner and she honestly wanted to crawl to him, kiss him and promise it would be fine. She didn’t want to lose her composure, however, because if she did then she’d lose the argument and Michael would get what he wanted. She’d end up giving in and become his secret lover and that was a label she didn’t want to carry.
“Don’t call me babe,” Nicole told him flatly. “Don’t ask me to not get mad about this. I feel like I was manipulated and lied to.”
“I’m sorry,” he admitted and she felt the sincerity in his voice. “I was going to tell you. I just didn’t know how.”
Nicole shrugged that off, “I’m not going to fall for that. Don’t tell me you were going to tell me. Come on, what were you going to say? ‘Hey, by the way, I’m married but I still want to fuck you.’”
“I’m married but it doesn’t matter. If we stay together you’d be my wife in all aspects but on paper,” he shot back.
Nicole smiled. She tried not to but his words just struck the right chord for her.
“Is that a smile?” Michael asked and he beckoned for her to come closer. Nicole rolled her eyes and walked up to him. He grabbed her hands and pulled her down, making her sit on his lap.
“Come on,” Michael said before he landed a kiss on her forehead and then on her lips. “You spend all your time in my house, I’ll take good care of you, and we have all the fun times in the world. It’ll be like she doesn’t even exist.”
“What about when she’s in the house?” Nicole asked. “You’ll kick me out back here to the apartment for a night or two?”
Michael shook his head, “You saw the house, right? You can have an entire room all to yourself and she’ll never even see you. Even if she does, I’m going to make sure she doesn’t give a damn about it. She already has all the money in the world just for being my wife, so she shouldn’t complain.”
Nicole laughed and wrapped her arms around him, “Fine. What’s there to lose, right? I’m not the billionaire owner of a corporation. I’m not the one who might get divorced if it all goes sour.”
“Don’t make it sound so dour,” Michael told her as he gave another kiss on her lips. This one was deeper, rougher and more passionate.
“Well, if it all goes south,” Nicole said as she began undoing his zipper. “I’m not the one going to lose having a model wrapping her mouth around my cock.”
Nicole slid down from his lap and reached in for his cock. When she grabbed onto it she discovered it was already getting hard and excited. Immediately, she pulled it out and marveled at the sight of it. It was thick, agitated and there was already a little bit of pre-cum seeping out. Excited and horny, Nicole gave it a little lick.
This flicked a switch in Michael’s head and he immediately grabbed her head. She felt the weight of his hands as he tried to push her down on his cock and she willingly followed. With her mouth wide open, she took the length of his manhood in and let her tongue do its job, sliding it around his shaft as she bobbed her head up and down.
For a brief moment Nicole managed to slide his cock out of her mouth and when she looked up, she saw the fire burning brightly in Michael’s eyes. He was horny and he was ready to fuck her like there was no tomorrow.
That put a smile on her face. While she started mad and frustrated, her day was now ending with her victorious. Michael was hers now, no matter what.
Chapter Five
“Come on babe,” Michael whispered as he lifted her off the floor. She had stripped her clothes off and helped him remove his pants and shirt. Nicole stood there, in front of him, and stared at his monstrous cock as he held it in his hand.
Nicole’s face broke with a wide smile and she gleefully sat on his lap. She took a hold of his cock and positioned it to guide it into her pussy. She let out a soft moan the moment she felt it press against her flesh. Once he knew where to go, Michael grabbed her by the waist and pressed down right as he thrust his body up. She felt his cock tear right through her pussy and into the inner walls of her flesh.
“Oh f-fuck,” she moaned as his cock thrust in as deep as it could. She began to grind against him, letting his cock swirl and move inside of her body. As she did she felt his hands squeeze her tits tightly and with each squeeze she let out another moan.
Her arms wrapped around his body, her hands grasping for his hair and back. She tugged and clawed as she grinded against him. With each moment that he would thrust upward she could feel a little bit of her consciousness lose its grip on her. Nicole felt she was slowly letting go of her mind and losing it to the moment of ecstasy.
“Oh shit,” Nicole exclaimed when she felt Michael thrust in deeper right as he bent down and began suckling on her nipples. The warmth of his mouth around her breasts was exhilarating and she pulled him in closer.
“Open your mouth babe,” Michael told her, just a moment before he began holding down on her waist and pumped his cock up in quick but sudden thrusts that jerked all the way up.
“Ah!” she exclaimed with her eyes shut and mouth open. “Ah! Ah! Ah!”
Nicole felt his cock rampage in her body, tearing her flesh and her consciousness down in swift strokes. With his mouth on her skin and his hands gripping her tightly she felt like all the attention in the world was being directed solely towards her.
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br /> Michael did not stop and his thrusts began to feed her like two beasts engorging each other. Nicole could feel the raw power of their bodies raging against each other and soon enough she felt a strong knot building in her gut. She moaned louder than she ever cared for and lost her mind as Michael grabbed her by the hair and tugged.
“F-fuck me!” Nicole moaned out as she began to cum. She could feel the orgasm shake her very foundations and her legs trembled as all her strength fled her body. She rested her head down on his chest and tried to gasp for air but all she could do was coo and moan for more.
Michael wasn’t done.
He gave her a moment to rest but he didn’t want to waste the momentum that they had. As soon as Nicole was able to catch her breath, she felt his arms carry her down to the floor. He pushed her to her knees and she got down on all fours. Nicole knew what he wanted and she leaned her head down, raising her hips up.
Michael got down behind her and positioned himself to take her. With his hands on her waist, he began to fuck her pussy from behind. Nicole’s whole body pushed forward a little the moment she felt his cock penetrate through her folds and the walls of her womanhood. When she felt the thickness of his shaft plowing into her, it felt reassuring and exhilarating at the same time.
He squeezed on her waist and began to pump in and out in a quick, steady rhythm. She could feel his cock push in deeper than ever and his thighs slamming against her ass. As they got faster and faster Michael slapped her ass and pushed a finger into her mouth. She suckled on it hungrily and moaned loudly, continuously as he pounded into her body.
She could feel him reaching his peak. His legs were tensing and beginning to shake and his rhythm was getting jerky. The way he would hold onto her waist, ever so tight and frantic, further indicated he was about to explode.
