"Come here. I want you to sit on my face and let me taste you before we get into the tub."
I was a little shocked at his bluntness. He was usually very gentle with me, but when Louis used his no nonsense, command voice it really was a major turn on. He really didn't need to say anything to turn me on; just a glance at him was enough to send me for a change of underwear. But him describing what he wanted to do to me or telling me what to do to him was enthralling.
"Em, stop looking at me like that. I'm not going to be ashamed at how much I want and need you. That pussy is mine and I want to feast on it … NOW!"
I walked over to where he was sprawled out and got on my knees next to him. I placed each knee at the side of his head and lowered myself shamelessly on his face.
"Come on baby, don't be shy with me. I want you riding my face with that sweet pussy. Sit all the way down. I want to suffocate my senses with all of you."
I was excited and couldn't wait to be sucked, bitten, and probed by the most beautiful man in the world. I still couldn't believe he found me as attractive as I found him. He urged me further down onto his mouth and started tongue fucking me with no mercy. In, out, in, out. He was moving his tongue so fast you'd think he was battery operated. He would occasionally lift me up a little off his lips to blow air across my over sensitized slit. I couldn't just sit there; I had to taste him too. My mouth was salivating just looking at his massive erection. I needed to be filled somewhere by him.
"Louis, can I suck your dick?"
"Ohhhhhh … baby, you can do whatever you want to my dick. You're the boss; it's your dick. It only works for you."
I lowered my body to ingest Louis' cock. The angle I was in helped his long, hard dick fit into my mouth and down my throat perfectly. As soon as I encompassed his girth with my wet lips he let out a cry that rippled through my depths. I closed my lips and hollowed my cheeks around his shaft. I opened my eyes to catch a glimpse of our reflection through the shower glass door. The site was hard-core X-rated. Me straddling his face with my ass swaying up and down in the air and stretched out over his hard body while sucking his cock. Seeing Louis pumping himself into my hungry mouth and kneading my swinging breasts was the most visual sexual feast my eyes had ever seen. I started coming as soon as I saw our pornographic, vulgar image. Louis followed shortly after, ejaculating all over my mouth. I was covered in his semen and lying flat on his stomach still arranged in the infamous 69 position.
"Em … baby … if you don't get off my face I'll start eating you out again. Your scent after you come should be bottled. Let's get into that tub before the water overflows."
"Mmmmm…"
"Em, I gave you fair warning."
Louis started flickering his tongue at my exposed entrance. I needed to find the strength to get off him. I couldn't handle another orgasm from this fiend. My legs were already shaking. I reluctantly rose a bit and crawled on all fours towards the tub. The sunken stone tub was already filled to the brim. I slowly submerged myself completely, head included, into the hot water. Louis got into the tub and sat facing me, sighing contently at the feel of the hot water lapping all around him. I came up for air and moved towards him for a kiss. I arranged myself on top of him and placed my head on his chest before closing my eyes. I wanted to enjoy and feel this moment. This man under me had to be my other half. There was no way anyone else on the planet could make me feel this way. I don't remember any hair washing that morning.
After spending another hour in the bathtub and Louis bringing me to another screaming orgasm, I was content I'd done all I could to ensure he was in a good mood. After the things I let him do to me I couldn't imagine him having any insecurities about my feelings towards him.
*****
I was excited for Louis to meet Eddie's long time on-again, off-again girlfriend from law school. Eddie and Michelle walked into I Tre Merli restaurant in SoHo a few minutes after Louis and I were seated. I waved them over to our table.
Eddie really was a very attractive man. I don't remember ever thinking he was a man until that moment. He was close to six feet, lean, with jet-black short hair. He had that preppy look going for him. I could definitely see his appeal. He just wasn't my type; he wasn't Louis Bruel. I saw his warm pale blue eyes take in the sight of Louis sitting beside me and become instantly cold.
"Hello, my beautiful Emma … you remember Michelle?" Eddie said, just to get a reaction out of Louis. I never knew how catty men could be.
"Michelle, it's nice to see you again. Let me introduce you to my boyfriend, Louis. Eddie, you and Louis already know each other."
Louis extended his hand to Michelle and gave Eddie a raised eyebrow greeting. The my beautiful Emma comment didn't go unnoticed by my possessive beau. Michelle was very sexy in her own way. She was about the same height as Eddie with a toned lean body. Eddie once told us she swam every morning. Her brown, wavy hair was long and she wore it lose. Her feline shaped, dark green eyes gave her a very exotic look. She and Eddie made a striking couple. Michelle was holding on to Louis' hand and looking into his eyes waiting for acknowledgment from the demigod. I guess every woman unanimously agrees on the appeal of Mr. Louis Bruel. Louis finally landed on Michelle's face and nodded his hello. He let go of her hand, pulled me close to him, and almost urged me to sit on his lap rather than the chair I was occupying. He was trying to position me between Michelle and him, away from Eddie.
"This place makes great pizzas and the best penne alla vodka. Louis and I eat here at least twice a week."
I wanted this lunch to flow smoothly and be fun for all parties. My boyfriend clearly wasn't enjoying himself. He had a serious constipated look going on that even started to make me feel uncomfortable. I needed to make him understand that there was zero sexual chemistry between Eddie and myself.
"Eddie, do you remember when Sara and I were twelve years old and you were like nineteen? Our parents took us on that fancy European cruise to Italy where you and Michelle first met. Sara and I kept trying to sneak up on the two of you making out. You threatened to throw us overboard and we believed you and cried. Wasn't that when the two of you decided to go to law school together after college?"
"Yeah, that was when I fell for Michelle. I can't believe it was that long ago—over six years. I remember it like it was yesterday. I've been trying to make this stubborn girl mine practically my whole adult life. I told our parents on that trip that I fell in love with a girl and our mothers were destroyed. Our parents always thought Jenna and I would end up together but we couldn't stand each other. Adele kept asking me to tutor Jen with the hopes of sparking our romance. I mean, don't get me wrong, Jenna is gorgeous but I couldn't imagine dating a Marcus girl. That's borderline incest. The two of you were like extra annoying sisters I never wanted. I wished you had a brother so at least I'd have someone without PMS to hang out with during our holiday vacations."
We were all cracking up, including my now less constipated looking boyfriend. Michelle and Eddie shared a sweet kiss after that cute story. Maybe Louis could finally drop this everybody wants to fuck you bit and actually get to know Eddie. I didn't think Eddie would fuck me if I were the last female on earth.
"Louis, why don't you tell Eddie about the hotel you're building in Chelsea."
"Em, I'm sure Eddie isn't interested in my business."
Eddie looked up at Louis and passed him the hypothetical olive branch. "Louis, I'd like to hear about that hotel. Chelsea is an up and coming area. My dad's law firm does lots of real estate business there lately. I've recently heard him talking about closing on a few condo sales in that area."
"Eddie, I actually know your dad well. Richard Klein was the buyer's attorney for the last two apartments my company sold. We are currently in the process of creating a new legal department within Bruel Industries to handle our growing business at Chelsea. Besides the hotel, we're also breaking ground on a new residential one-hundred-unit condominium building. If you're as good as your
dad and Em keep raving then maybe you should send over your CV and perhaps come work for me, if that sounds like something you'd like to pursue."
"Yeah man, that's definitely something for me to think about. Thank you for the opportunity. So we're cool? I hope to see you both at my party this weekend, right?"
"Yes Eddie, we're cool. I may have overreacted last weekend. I tend to get very possessive with the things I love. I may have channeled my macho emotions on the wrong person. I can't wait to do some dancing with my girl."
Hallelujah … I thought I'd diffused that situation nicely if I do say so myself. Louis and Eddie might still be friends or even work together. That lunch went better than expected. I would definitely be attending Eddie's birthday party after all. Go me.
Chapter 18
Louis Bruel meet my friend Pinky...
That weekend we were heading to Cheetah Club in midtown to celebrate Eddie's twenty-sixth birthday and graduation from law school. Eddie didn't know yet, but tonight Louis was going to offer him the position of a lifetime with Bruel Industries. Louis showed up early to pick me up. My parents were out of town at a medical convention for the whole weekend. It was just me at home when I answered the door. He was a good hour early. I'd just gotten out of the shower and wasn't dressed yet. I was wearing my black silk robe and nothing else. Louis looked delicious, as always. He was wearing black jeans with a black V-neck t-shirt and a gray blazer.
"Are we alone?"
"Well, hello to you, too," I said mockingly.
We hadn't seen each other all day. He had important meetings that he couldn't delegate to someone else to attend in his place. I had plans, too; I was helping Jenna and Mike set up for a posh baby shower on the West Side. Now I knew why he was here early. Louis needed a private dose of me before we went out in public. He did seem a little on edge and was looking around to make sure it was just the two of us before he pushed me to the entrance floor.
"I need you to do something to me … maybe you could ride me. I haven't come since Thursday night and I'm about to explode. I'll be in my boxers; I just need to feel your naked body on top of me."
"How could I say no to such a romantic request? Come on, it's time for you to see where I do most of my Louis dreaming."
He followed me up the stairs like an obedient puppy. We got to my room and I locked my door just in case someone unexpected decided to show up. I had a pretty good idea how we would be spending the next hour and it wasn't appropriate for an audience.
"Emily, how did you manage to enslave an almost thirty-year-old grown man, self-sufficient in all aspects who up until four weeks ago never had to ask a woman for anything? I will do anything you tell me. I will take whatever scraps you offer me and I've never been happier in my entire life."
"Louis, I don't know. I ask myself that every minute—"
"Shhhh … Em, this is not about me telling you I don't think you're good enough for me. This is about me telling you that you have me completely enchanted. I am yours. I never want to stop being under your spell. I've never been happier just to have a woman agree to dry rub me. Even if you only let me hold your hand, I'll take it."
"I'm yours, Louis. You have this all wrong. If you want my body I'll give it to you. I love you. I will do anything for you."
If he'd asked me to sleep with him right then and there and take my virginity, I would gladly have given it to him. But I knew he loved me too much to ask or push this topic. I loved him wholeheartedly but I wasn't ready to have sex with him, yet, and he knew it. I was still worried that tomorrow he would wake up from my bewitchment and— abracadabra—all this between us would go away. Louis might finally realize he didn't need me in his life. That he had willing, beautiful participants for sex lining up by the busloads. If that day came, I would still have a part of me that I didn't give to him. I would know that he didn't take with him all of me: heart, body, and soul. My chastity wasn't so much of a physical entity, but more of a spiritual virtue I was holding on to.
"I want you to feel secure enough in our relationship and my love for you to want to make love to me. I don't want us having sex because you think I need it. All I need is you close to me."
I walked over and backed him into a chair. He looked like a giant sitting on a baby chair. Come to think of it, Louis in my room looked out of sorts and funny. He was too much for such a feminine small space. He was watching me intently. I hadn't realized until that moment that the ball really was in my court. I was the puppet master for once. That feeling was empowering. I untied my robe, dropping it to the floor. His pupils dilated and his caramel colored eyes turned black. He ran his hand through his hair. I could sense his need to touch me. I took both his hands and brazenly placed them on my aching breasts. He smiled, exposing that delicious dimple and started to take over. His long fingers spread and squeezed my tits hard. It was almost too painful. He pulled me closer and sucked on one nipple while pinching the other. He quickly got up to remove his blazer, shoes, t-shirt, and unzip his jeans. He sat back down only in his boxers.
He turned me around away from him and then pulled me down to sit on him. I could feel how hard I made him. I started rocking back and forth on his lap. We both needed the sexual relief we offered one another. He was cupping and kneading both my breasts. There was a silent rhythm we both moved to. I wanted to be so much closer to him. To think that only six weeks ago I'd had my first orgasm and now I couldn't survive without at least a few of them a day.
I brought my hand behind me and reached into his boxers to free the beast. I positioned his cock between my legs and squeezed both thighs and started to milk him. I was already leaking wet and my juices were lubricating his long shaft lodged between my legs. He was so quiet. I turned my head to see what kind of expression he had on his beautiful face. His eyes were downcast and I could see him watching his dick rub against my butt cheeks and disappear towards my sex. I felt the need and the yearning in his silence. I just couldn't give him all of me, yet.
"Where should I come? I'm almost there."
"Come anywhere you want. Should I suck your dick? Are you asking me because you want me to swallow your cum?"
I didn't get a response. He pushed me off him briskly, lowering me to the floor on all fours. He ejaculated all over my back.
"Shit, baby, I'm sorry. I'll clean you up"
Sorry? There was nothing for him to be sorry about. Knowing that I could make him lose control in a matter of minutes was a very potent aphrodisiac. He ran to my bathroom and came back with tissues and a small wet towel. He cleaned his cum off my back and picked me up off the carpet and carried me to my bed.
"Now we need to take care of you … how do you want me to make you come?"
I had an idea I just hoped he wouldn't be against it or think less of me.
"I bought a vibrator a month ago. Will you use it on me to make me orgasm?"
What would he think if I told him that he was the reason I went with Sara to buy the stupid thing?
"Did I tell you that every time you open your mouth to speak I want to fuck you for the rest of my life?"
"You've mentioned that a few times … should I stop talking until we're ready to start fucking?"
"Yes, stop talking and go get your vibrator. I want to see what I'm up against."
We were laughing. I ran into my closet and took my pink silicone dildo out of an inconspicuous shoebox. The vibrator was about half the size of Louis' cock now that I looked at it in my hands. When he saw my battery-operated companion he almost fell off the bed laughing. It was kind of hysterical having my real boyfriend meet my rubber boyfriend.
"Louis Bruel, I'd like you to meet my friend, Pinky."
He took the toy out of my hands and placed it against his semi-erect penis. It was much thinner and smaller than his. I'd bought it a few days after I had my first orgasm. It was after that night I first saw him. The night he didn't say a single word to me and left. I needed that vibrator to get me through my
Louis Bruel obsession. When I saw it in the store it looked huge. Sara called it a good start. Now looking at it compared to the real thing was comical.
"Pinky, it's a pleasure to meet you. Thanks for making me look good … your days are numbered. Once our girl over here gets a taste of the real thing … you'll be history my friend. Enjoy her while you can."
Louis Bruel having a serious conversation with Pinky the pink vibrator was priceless. He powered up Pinky and proceeded to take care of me. I lay back on my queen-sized bed surrounded by pillows. He spread my legs out and started teasing the oscillating tool between my folds. He was spreading my moisture all over the pink dick. The act was so sensuous.
"Are you dripping for me or Pinky?"
"I bought that thing so I could pretend it was you … oh … and now here you are in my room using it on me. Louis this is so much better than any fantasy. I'm wet for you 24/7."
"What did we say about you talking? I'm hanging on by a very thin thread around you, little girl. Have some mercy on me and stop talking."
The more he spoke the more aroused I got, too. He still hadn't penetrated me with the vibrator. He was just leisurely teasing me. Louis was on his side facing me with his arm bent and head resting in his hand. He lowered his lips to mine to absorb my whimpering moans. Those full lips and that talented tongue engulfed my whole mouth. I forgot all about the sex toy he was using on me and closed my eyes, succumbing to our deep passionate kiss. The fake dick was definitely smaller than Louis' cock but longer and wider than his finger. He unexpectedly inserted the artificial penis all the way inside me, in one crude thrust. I opened my eyes in shock. He was watching me to see my response to his vulgar manipulation with a huge smile. The vibrator was fully lodged inside my sex. It was vibrating at a persistent speed. I had never actually inserted it all the way. It felt so deep. Louis lowered his head to make sure my clit wasn't feeling left out. He was flirtingly poking his tongue lightly at my peak.
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