by Emma Vikes
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The Bleeding Vow
Emma Vikes
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Contents
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Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Epilogue
Extra Chapter
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Chapter 1
Mike
Just like every other day at the office, Thursday was fast and busy. I had to move from one meeting to the other. It wasn’t easy living the life of a single and driven businessman. I barely even had the time to eat. I had taken dinner at my desk while my assistant went over my upcoming business trip in Amsterdam, where I would be spending two weeks investigating the possibility of opening an office there, and of course, seeing Flora. To be honest, I was looking forward to it. I knew I was getting attached to her, but that didn’t stop me from being eager to see her.
I had met her two years ago when I went on a business trip. She looked innocent, beautiful and shy, a total opposite of all the other women I had been with. And she didn’t seem to know who I was, which was a refreshing change, so I decided to approach her and before I knew it, we were back at my hotel, going rounds.
Ever since then, I could not stop myself from coming around for more, and it wasn’t just about sex. I truly enjoyed her company as a woman, even though I was reluctant to admit it. Although that did not stop me from sleeping with other women whenever I felt like it. I knew she had a special place in my heart. In fact, I had even toyed with the idea of getting married to her but had dismissed it as quickly as it came. Aside from the fact that I wasn’t ready for marriage, I didn’t think she’d be able to carry the burden of being my wife and a public figure well enough. I wanted a more sophisticated woman. And Flora was anything but sophisticated. She was quite slow at times and always saw the good in people. Although that was not necessarily a bad quality, I was not sure that was what I wanted in a wife.
Well, since getting married was going to be a long time coming, I shouldn’t bother my head about it. I sighed before standing up to stretch and switched off the TV. I yawned and walked up the stairs to my bedroom. I needed to get to sleep early, so I would get up in time for my trip.
Within minutes, I had made myself comfortable underneath the covers, and just as I drifted off, I thought of Flora once again. Different thoughts filled my head at the moment, and I couldn’t help but smile at the absurdity of it all. I thought of how happy she would be when she saw me, the way her face lit up like a child on Christmas day, whenever she saw me walking through the door. She was just cute in her own way and a firecracker in bed.
My cock was agreeing on that as my thoughts drifted to another level. Sex with Flora had always been amazing. She was the complete opposite of herself in the bedroom. I really needed to stop thinking along that line. The strain in my shorts started to become more prominent. I sighed and turned to the other side, trying to take my mind off sex with Flora and focus more on her other attributes.
Flora was one of my many women, but she held a special place in my heart. I had even gotten a place for her to live in Amsterdam and furnished everything. And I made sure she didn’t lack a thing. Only, she could not have me. I had seen the longing in her eyes sometimes when we were together, showing that she obviously wanted more than I was offering, but she never voiced it out loud. And because I wasn’t interested in offering more, I acted like an asshole and never brought it up. All the while, I enjoyed the time we were together, which was whenever I traveled over for business. But aside from that, we didn’t see each other, not even speaking on the phone as we had both agreed to not communicate via any other means.
However, now that I was looking to expand my business in Amsterdam, I knew I would spend more of my time with her and would make sure to enjoy every moment of it. As long as she didn’t become clingy, that was. I could imagine how excited she would be when I would get to tell her that. I smiled and drifted into bliss with that thought lingering at the corner of my mind.
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Her laughter filled the room as I walked in through the door. It was soft, and it caressed me all over. I was feeling slightly under the weather, but when I heard her laughter, I paused in my steps, taking it in. It made the house feel a lot warmer and even grazed my cold heart, giving me a glimpse of home. A home with her.
I shook my head at the thought and called out, “Flora.”
I had to do that, so as not to scare her. Because the last time I had just walked in like that, she’d almost hurt herself in fright. Going farther in, I saw her in the living room, watching a comedy show and eating popcorn. And I stood there for a minute, leaning by the entrance, watching her and smiling. Coming back to this every day wouldn’t be such a bad idea. I didn’t bother to dismiss this thought like I did the other.
She had not noticed my presence yet and was laughing her heart out at whatever was being acted out on the television. I felt a tug in my heart at the sound of it. The way her eyes lit up with pure happiness. I wondered how a person could be so carefree. She suddenly stopped and screamed, and I wondered what happened when I noticed she had seen me, but not really seen me as it was dark. So, she had seen a silhouette of me and was scared, thinking it was a stranger.
“Shh, baby, it’s me.” I rushed over to shut her up.
She screamed like a banshee. The sound died in her throat when she heard my voice, and she ran the remaining steps to jump into my arms.
Certainly not a bad idea, coming home to this.
I laughed and hugged her close, breathing in her scent. “I’ve missed you,” I whispered to her. Her body trembled for me, and I smiled in satisfaction. Just the reaction I was looking for. She was just so responsive, and that happened every fucking time.
“I missed you much more.” She spoke into my neck, and it came out muffled.
That action caused my cock to harden in my pants as she pressed her soft body against mine.
“Hmm, is it you or your pussy that missed me?” I teased, as I carried her to the bedroom. Now that I had her in my arms, I couldn’t wait to have her.
“We both did.” She giggled when I deposited her on the bed. “Someone can’t wait to get it on with me.”
“You got it right, babe. You certainly don’t know how much I’ve been thinking of this.�
�� I shucked off my clothes in a hurry without taking my eyes off her.
I stalked closer to her like a man with a mission and a glint in my eyes. I could feel her heartbeat increase with each step I took toward her, and I guessed her core was dangerously wet. I puffed my chest in pride a bit, knowing I caused that reaction in her all the time.
She swallowed hard as she raised herself up, raking her eyes all over my body in the process. It had been so long since we’d been together. I could not travel here all the time; my business meant more to me than any woman. But I still tried to make do with what I had and ensured to get a woman in each place I went, and Flora was just my favorite. And from the look of things, I was hers too. She looked at me hungrily, as if she wanted to devour me, her eyes not straying away from the sight of my hard cock bouncing up and down.
“I want to suck you, Mike. It’s been so long that I hardly think I can wait to taste you,” she said huskily, not taking her eyes off my cock, which was now dripping with pre-cum.
Her words affected me like no other, and I stepped in front of her, legs spread wide, and stood proudly with an angry, hard cock twitching for some attention. She smiled, got on her knees on the bed and took my balls into her hands gently to squeeze. I replied with a groan and thrust forward. I knew she said she wanted to take things fast and I was torn between taking her fast or slow. Although, all I wanted to do at that moment was to finish off in her mouth and fuck her after.
And I did just that.
In a minute, she was struggling not to gag as she took me wholly into her mouth, enveloping all of me in her warmth. She might be shy but Flora was certainly not shy in the bedroom, and she knew how to give a damn good blow job. In fact, she couldn’t get enough of giving blow jobs. She was insatiable. She withdrew a bit and licked me all over, from my balls down to my tip, teasing me with her tongue, enjoying the sound of my groans as I tried to force myself into her lips.
“Fuck, Flora. I need your mouth. I need your warm mouth wrapped around me,” I pleaded.
Flora felt her panties get soaked at the sound of him pleading. The sound of Mike Sanders at her mercy. And she went in to devour him, taking all of him into her mouth while making sure to avoid using her teeth on him. And she was rewarded with his sounds of pleasure, indicating how much he was enjoying her ministrations. That only encouraged her the more, and she did something she had read about: hum on his cock, causing vibrations to go through him while she rolled her tongue on his tip. He jerked his hip forward at that and gripped her tight in his fist.
“Fuck, what was that?” My voice thickened with desire.
She smiled around my cock and did it again. I jerked violently in her arms and pulled her head away from me, trying to control my breathing.
I gently raised her chin and bent down to take her lips in mine. She was still fully clothed when I kissed her. The kiss was gentle at first, but quickly became passionate and needy.
I had to stop her in time when she did that thing on my cock. If not, I’d have blown my load inside her mouth. Which would not be so much of a terrible thing, but I had decided to take my time with her. There was so much to explore after such a long time.
She held onto my cock and stroked it lightly as I continued to suck on her mouth. I could feel the urgency in her touch and in our kiss and reciprocated the feeling. I tried to undress her as we continued to kiss, not breaking off for a minute when I removed her shorts, along with her panties, and only broke it off to admire her naked body.
I would not get tired of seeing this body all the time. She was fucking beautiful. My gaze caressed her body from head to toe, touching every curve and spot, stopping at her nipples.
“You’re beautiful,” I croaked out, answering the call of her dark pink nipples as they poked their tiny beads at me, begging to be sucked.
My tongue ventured forward and carved out slow, lazy circles around her areola before covering the entire nipple with my mouth. Flora moaned and stroked the tip of my cock.
I groaned at the feel of her hand while alternating between each breast. I made sure to give each its deserved attention without playing favoritism, caressing and fondling the one I wasn’t sucking. Her nails dug in my back as she continued to cry out in pleasure. Her nipples were hard and very sensitive, just as I remembered.
I continued to fondle and suck on her succulent breasts. My hands slid down to cup her sex as she curled into me. I palmed it lightly as I licked and sucked on her nipple. I loved the fact that she was so responsive to me.
“Open up for me, baby,” I said against her belly button as I kissed my way down to her brown curls in the midst of her thighs.
Flora obeyed immediately and spread her legs slightly, just like the little flower that she was, to accommodate me as I took up a position kneeling at her feet between her legs. I gazed at her mound for a bit and leaned in to kiss her lightly. She threw her head back and her toes curled.
I grinned at her reaction, ignoring the throb of my erection, as it yearned to sink itself deep into her pussy. I licked my lips in anticipation as I looked at her glistening pink clit, swollen and begging to be sucked. I had never seen a more beautiful sight.
I made sure to tease her, not going in immediately for the kill, but kissed my way around her pussy.
Her pants grew louder in anticipation of unleashing my tongue on her. Flora became a quivering mess, as she arched her hips forward, whimpering. “Suck me. Please, Mike, eat me with your tongue,” she begged.
I extended my tongue and swiped through the glistening pink slit opening slowly like a spring flower. I could see her lips swelling with arousal and her pussy secrete more of her juices as I tongued her with a probing lick. She moaned my name, and I couldn’t hold back anymore. Closing in on her fully with my mouth, I sucked her clit in and grazed it with my teeth lightly, causing a shudder to run through her.
She tasted fucking good, so clear, and wet. I used my hands to gently pull her lips apart, so I could delve farther in. She continued to thrash against the bed, moaning and clutching my head closer to her.
Her cries of pleasure were only prodding me to use more of my tongue on her. I flattened my tongue to delve deeper into her core, sliding through her slippery folds. Teasing, sucking, and licking until she ground her sweet pussy against my face. She was getting wetter by the minute, and I could taste how sweet her juices were.
Flora kept grinding her pussy into my face as if hungry for more and she couldn’t endure all the teasing done on her most private part. She clutched a clump of my hair in her hands and pushed me in, with her legs raised up on my shoulders, giving me full and complete access for an even deeper exploration.
Then, I added a finger inside her while my other hand pinched her nipple and my tongue continued to slather her clit. I could feel the sudden change in her body response as she shuddered hard; the urgency in her hips bucking against my face increased. I could feel her impending climax. She was close. So, I doubled my efforts, thrusting my fingers into her sopping wetness, in and out. My tongue mimicked the rhythm on her clit while my other hand pulled at her nipples.
Her body began to jerk as she screamed out in pleasure. “M-Mike—I think I’m cumming. Fuck, yes. Don’t stop, Mike. I’m cumming. Don’t fucking stop.”
And with that, she flooded my mouth with hot streams of cum, squirting into my mouth as I lapped her greedily. Her hips continued to jerk forward involuntarily, and I didn’t stop sawing through her folds with my fingers, raising my head to look at her come apart in my arms. She was fucking beautiful.
“Fuck, Flora, you’re amazing.”
“I need your big cock in my pussy,” she growled, with a wild look in her eyes. Then she swung her leg over my waist and grabbed my throbbing hard cock and guided it to her dripping, hot core. She hesitated a bit just when I thought she was going to impale herself on me right away and moved the head of my cock back and forth along her juicy slit, moaning as she did so. Her pussy slit was warm and slippery, showing ho
w incredibly wet she was.
I looked down to see her lips glistening from her juices as she strummed her clit with the head of my cock expertly, like a singer with a guitar. She closed her eyes and hummed a tune, and I shook my head at her weirdness. Flora could be strange like that.
“Are you ready for the ride of your life, Mike?” she teased as she straddled me, lining my cock against her entrance while rotating her hips on the tip.
I felt my breath catch in my throat as I mumbled and gripped her hips hard, trying to pull her down on me, but she remained stubborn. I groaned in frustration as the tip of my cock was just barely engaged with her entrance, and I heard a deep, satisfied groan as she lowered herself a few inches. I rewarded her with a groan of my own.
“Ah, fuck,” she gasped. “Mike.”
“Ride me, baby. Fuck me hard with that tight pussy of yours,” I growled.
She leaned forward. Her hands gripped my shoulders as she held on tight to me and began to slide up and down, sinking a little deeper with each drop. Within a minute, she had bottomed out on my cock, and we both let out simultaneous groans.
She closed her eyes, as if she were concentrating deeply, and began to slowly ride up and down the length of my cock. She sank deep each time down and let out a not-so-quiet moan of pleasure. I tilted my hips up so she could take as much cock as she could handle. She was a tight fit, but it didn’t take her long to get comfortable with my length. Once her pussy had taken all of me inside her, she picked up the pace.
Within minutes, she was riding me like a porn star. Her eyes were closed, her voluptuous breasts were bouncing on each ride, and she released a shuddering breath each time she went down fully.
“I’m going to fucking marry you after this. Fuck, you’re damn good at this,” I gasped.