Jordan obliged. He grabbed her hips, then slowly slid his cock down her butt cheeks, massaging her folds seductively. He traced his cock down the cleft of her bum, over her asshole and slowly slid it against her lips, then up again, teasing her, causing her to whimper in anticipation. She felt her hole clench as he pushed his cock against her asshole, almost entering her, then pulling out. He slowly made his way down towards her slit, then slowly pushed his cock inside.
Her moist slit resisted, but then his cock slipped in and she gasped as he entered her from behind. She felt every ridge and pattern on his cock inside of her, and it grew bigger as she clenched it inside, hard. He slowly pushed even deeper, then slowly, agonizingly slowly, pulled it back out.
She couldn’t say a word, could barely breath properly as he pushed back in, her bottom automatically moving back into him, straining to feel every last pleasurable inch of his girth inside of her.
The warm water spilled down over them as he slowly thrust in and out of her. She pushed her bottom back with every forward thrust, forcing his cock deeper inside, breathing in shallowly with each pleasurable push.
“I love you,” Jordan whispered, moaning into her ear, gently fondling her breasts. "Don't go."
She ignored his words, concentrating on the feeling as he slid into her, the tingling warmth spreading from her insides to the rest of her body.
The intensity built, and everything inside of her began tightening around him, she felt the pull in her lower abdomen, causing her to contract, holding him tight.
Clarissa cried out with intense pleasure. Her legs trembled and her heart pounded as the sensory delight reached its peak, every thrust causing a wave of erotic stimulation exploding inside of her. Jordan rammed her hard from behind, moaning with pleasure, one hand on her shoulder, forcing her body back with every forward thrust. Then he stopped. She glanced back at him, unable to contain her frustration.
He grinned. “Want more?” he asked, pulling her close to him.
She swallowed. “Please,” she stammered, the disappointment of not having him inside her overwhelming.
He led her out of the shower, then picked her up and carried her to the bed, and gently placed her down. She immediately opened her legs as he bent over her, guiding his cock towards her wet sheath.
Again he teased her, slowly pushing his head over her lips and pushing it halfway in, then pulling it out. She lay back and turned her head to the side, then closed her eyes and bit her thumb. This was the most pleasurable torture she had ever endured.
Jordan slipped his cock deep inside, then lifted her leg over his shoulder, grinding away at her from a delicious angle, fondling her breast and pinching her nipples as he rode her hard. He upped the pace and rammed her harder and faster until it felt like her insides were going to explode from pleasure. He slowed down, then slapped her leg, hard. “Talk to me, Clarissa.”
She groaned as the pleasurable feeling of him ramming her subsided.
“Fuck me, Jordan, screw me hard,” she begged, urging him on by lifting her ass of the bed.
Jordan ground his cock into her, then pulled out slowly and slapped her again. “Tell me more.”
“Harder, harder, harder,” she shouted and wrapped her legs around his waist as he pounded her. He was starting to breath loudly as he picked up the pace. “Oh, oh, oh,” she moaned to the rhythm of their sexual dance, trying to pull him in deeper, grinding herself into him as far as she could take him.
Her insides clenched around his shaft, clutching and releasing his cock as his slick girth pushed in and pulled out of her. She unclasped her legs and opened them wide, allowing Jordan’s hipbones more space to push deeper into her. He started rubbing her clit with his thumb as he pumped.
“Oh my God, Jordan, I’m going to fucking die,” she shouted as her pussy spasmed involuntarily.
She knew wanted to take a part of him away with her. She swallowed and opened her eyes, then groaned, “I need to feel you cum inside me.”
His eyes were intense, and he nodded, lips pursed. He leaned into her, shaking as he gasped. “I can do this forever.”
She groaned as the pleasure filled every pore of her body, moving up her shoulders and through her trembling arms and down her legs. Her insides convulsed, and she came, but still he didn’t stop, ramming her harder and faster, his cock sliding in and out of her, stroking her spasming pussy with urgency. He pushed deeper, another titillating thrust, and her body started convulsing as she felt the warmth of him filling her up.
Her entire body was glowing from the heat, and it felt like someone had detonated a pleasure bomb in her insides.
Jordan slowed down, panting, thrusting ever shallower, then slipped out his cock and rested his hand on the bed, panting. “Fuck me,” he said, breathing hard, wiping his brow with the back of his arm.
Clarissa looked up and cupped his chin, her hand still trembling. “Give me fifteen minutes and I will,” she said with a mischievous smile.
Pack, ready to go
Jordan heaved the last suitcase into the trunk of the taxi with a grunt, then slouched back to where Clarissa was waiting on the sidewalk.
“I’m not going to change your mind, am I?” he asked, shoving his hands deep inside his pockets.
She pursed her lips and shook her head. “This opportunity is just too good to pass by, you know that Jordan.”
Jordan nodded, then stared at the horizon, a far-away look in his eyes. “I know, Clarissa,” he said softly, then turned to face her. “I love you, Clarissa,” he said, his eyes lowered to the ground. “Please wait for me.”
Clarissa smiled and folded his upturned golf shirt collar into position. “You know what our deal was,” she said with a soft smile. “It’s only one year, then you’ll graduate and we’ll see each other again.” She cupped his chin with her hand. “You said you understand.”
Jordan snorted and pushed her hand away, then glared at her, a bitter smile plastered on his face. “See each other,” he spat.
Clarissa cupped his chin again, “You were never supposed to develop..., feelings for me.” She lifted his chin and locked her eyes on his. “That was the deal.”
Jordan nodded and smiled sadly. “I guess, but...,”
She placed a finger on his lips. “Hush now, you knew about my addiction. We had a deal.” She rubbed his cheek with her thumb. “It would hurt us both if I pretended to be something I never could be.”
Jordan slapped his leg with the palm of his hand. “At least you could fuckin’ try, Clarissa.” He swallowed hard and glared at her for a moment, a pleading look on his face. “Why can’t you just try?” he sobbed.
The taxi driver honked his horn and shouted. “The meter’s running here, you know?”
She shook her head. She hated drawn-out good byes. “I have...,”
Jordan nodded, then pursed his lips and gave her a peck on the cheek. “I’m going to miss you, Lissa.” He brushed past her and flung open the door to his condominium then slammed it behind him, not looking back.
As Clarissa slid into the back seat, she noticed his curtain part an inch.
She waved as the taxi pulled into the traffic and sped her to her bright new future at the New York Daily Tribune.
Jordan White
Jordan watched the cab grow smaller and then disappear into the mist. He sobbed, then banged his hand down on the windowsill in front of him.
He had fallen in love with Clarissa a long time ago. The moment he first laid eyes on the gorgeous girl with her full lips and long black hair, he knew that she had cast an unbreakable spell over him.
And she was easy, they were in bed a couple of hours later, screwing like there was no tomorrow. But he never grew tired of her, and she evidently had of him.
He knew she was seeing other men and it irked him immensely. Why could he not satisfy her needs? Why wasn’t he man enough for her? She had tossed him aside like an old rag doll, having served his purpose in her life, and now she was heading off to bigg
er and better things in her life. And he wasn’t part of those plans.
The moment she climbed into the cab, it felt like his heart had been ripped out of his chest. He blinked and wiped a tear from his cheek with the back of his hand.
He shook his head and pursed his lips. No, he didn’t think it was a matter of him being unable to satisfy her insatiable needs, and he didn’t think that she had some sexual addiction that needed treatment. What she had was incurable.
She was a fucken whore.
The Hit
Seth Rogers examined the barrel of the Glock, then placed it down on the oil rag in front of him. He had disassembled the gun and placed the thirty-odd pieces on the table in their order of re-assembly.
He now nodded, satisfied every part was spotless and in perfect working order. He bounced off his chair and fumbled for his cellphone as it vibrated in his pocket, then fished it out and answered.
“Rogers.”
“Good day, Major Rogers,” came Senator Kepler’s grave reply.
“Senator.”
“How is Jessy doing?”
Rogers pursed his lips. The subject always came up, and his reply was always the same. Damn, it had been three years already. “She’s fine, thank you, Senator. Thank you for the money for the operation, I wish I could make it...,”
“It was my pleasure, Major, I’m glad to hear that the little darling is feeling better,” he answered with a smoke-cured voice.
Rogers sighed and waited for the request.
“I need your help with a little problem I have, Major,” the Senator said smoothly.
“Yes, Senator?”
“I need a certain man, how should I put it...?”
“Eliminated?”
“Yes, that’s right. You took the words right out of my mouth,” the Senator said with a chuckle.
Major Seth Rogers pulled open a drawer in his desk, scratched around inside and retrieved a notepad and pencil. He pinched the phone to his ear with his shoulder and asked, “Who is he?”
“His name is Richard Davenport, he works up at the Daily Tribune.”
“And this is on a need to know, I guess?”
“Yes, a need to know.”
“And it will be my final job I do for you?”
Senator Kepler chuckled. “Absolutely, Major. Abso-damn-lutely.”
Did you love Expose - Episode 1 (Adult Erotic Romance and Sex)? Then you should read Expose - Episode 2 (Adult Erotic Romance) by Isabella Cummins!
Clarissa Craig is an upcoming hot-shot journalist who gets to interview the richest and most powerful men in the USA, but she has a problem.
She is a nymphomaniac who cannot stay out of their pants.
Not that they mind, as a matter of fact they enjoy all the sexual attention and late-night romps. And they reward her with insider-information of upcoming business deals and scoops that no other reporters are able to get. The men fall in love with her, and they give her special gifts; cars, jewelry and her own helicopter.
But then things get complicated. She falls in love with the least likely person whom she thought she would; her unassuming boss, Richard Davenport.
He knows about her voracious appetite. But he has a secret as well. He fights her charming flirtations and sexual innuendo with a steely will. If she found out what had happened in his past, he would lose everything that he had worked so hard for.
Will they meet up and live happily ever after, or will their secret lives lead to their ultimate demise?
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