by Jamie Knight
She ground into me slowly, making the tip of my dick rub on the entrance of her folds, through the fabric.
Fucking clothes!
It was extremely annoying.
“Alexander… quit trying to be impressive and make love to me,” she demanded.
Of course I just had to comply.
Our lips meshed. Her energy seemed to be channeled from out of nowhere, and our bodies bonded together in animalistic pleasure. Valeria grabbed my shirt from behind and pulled until it slid out of my pants.
She pulled the sleeves off my arms and threw it to the floor. Her fingers dug into the bare skin of my back.
“Aaaah…” I moaned, in a blend of pain and pleasure.
I could feel her nails leave a trail of marks and the heat surged on my skin. She was getting freakier with her imagination, and this was exactly what my fantasies had wrought inside my deep, dark mind.
Chapter Eighteen
Valeria
Alexander’s cock was rock hard and digging into my dress. Juices coated my tight pussy, as his touch impassioned my insides with the need to have his dick rammed into me hard and fast.
I was just a virgin over 24 hours ago, but right then, on this fluffy cloud of a bed, I wanted to take care of my needs like a prostitute wouldn’t dare imagine. Stella and I had read enough magazines and gone online enough to know how things were done, and quite frankly, things were fantastic so far!
His tongue rapping at the edge of my neck brought shivers to my nipples. I could only imagine how Alexander Foster felt with his hard dick begging to get into my folds, as his grunts and moans questioned the reason to have any clothes on at all.
Digging my nails into him and taking his shirt off from the tail end while I caressed his muscular pecs made him realize the urgency of the matter, and then feeling how the stiffness in his breast muscles pulsed with his moans confirmed it for me.
He wanted me bad.
He stopped his trailing kisses and looked into my eyes, as if searching for an answer words could not find. I followed his gaze, and we both stared at our lips as the mountain wind outside the windows hollered loud, but not loud enough to get its message through the feelings we had for each other at that moment.
With one swooping motion of his arms, he flipped me over and pinned me to his lap.
“Alexander! What are you…?”
He cut me off with a silent and deadly flick of his tongue on my neck. His bulge rubbed on my thighs, and he ground up into me.
“Ooooh, Alexander…harder, baby,” I begged.
I felt his teeth on my neck. He had enormous hands that held my waist gently, and his breath was short and calculated. He turned me so that I faced away from him.
Slowly, he clenched his front teeth on my zipper and took it down bit by bit, while his dick pushed into my ass. My feet lay aimlessly to the side, and his legs caressed them with a funny pressure that made me ticklish.
“Oh Alexander… I can’t take it any more… make love to me!”
The zipper finally revealed my bare skin, and I could feel his pleasure emanate from the sight that was before him. The bra I had decided to wear that day was my favorite, and he hadn’t seen it before. It was recommended by a lady at the clothing store at the mall, and she had a wink in her eye that suggested that it would work on any man.
The purple shaded lace on my brazier had an edge to it that was sophisticated when paired with its matching thong. A thong Alex exposed quickly as he pulled my dress off my hips.
But my underthings were gone in an instant, without him even taking notice of their design. Alex was too far gone to care.
Now nude, I could not wait for him to do whatever he wanted to me, and to return the favor in a way I had only dreamt about.
“Valeria, you’re a goddess,” Alexander whimpered.
His voice sounded different — strangled.
I closed my eyes waiting for something… something to please me. A faint brush of his fingers along my pussy folds made me shudder. Then they dipped lower, towards my asshole. I was about to panic when Alexander’s soothing words reached my ear.
“Relax, Valeria. Let me please you in ways no other man ever have or will. I’ll be gentle, I promise,” he added, seeing me tense up a little bit.
The ache that sparked from the depth of my womb surged again, only this time I felt something juicy and hard lick the sides of my butthole. It tickled and felt dirty all at the same time.
“Mmmmhhhh… don’t you stop, baby… that feels good,” I moaned.
His tongue was on my asshole, teasing it. I could feel a finger tracing around my pussy folds. I had expected his cock, but yet, Alex kept pleasuring me. I could feel his anticipation, and for some reason he wanted to wait.
His tongue dove into my ass.
“Oh, my God!” I called out.
It was a feeling I could not place. My hands went back abruptly to make him stop, but he moved his tongue around and flicked it so deep I could not help but moan more. My legs quivered as he spread them even wider.
Alexander lifted me onto his shoulders, with my hands on the bed and my curvy body in the air, my ass and pussy all his to devour.
He ate me mercilessly. His moans sent vibrations down my spine, through my stomach and into my heart and nipples, and I wanted him to eat my pussy then.
Fucking eat me out, Alexander… I’m dying to cum in your mouth!
He had his patience, and the euphoria that came with him playing with my engorged clit as he licked my ass in and out in a fucking frenzy crept in and mixed with the feeling of shame about where he was having fun with me.
Suddenly, he stopped.
He grabbed me by the lower back and placed my legs around him, after flipping me back to face him. Tasting my ass was completely uncalled for, yet it still caused my inner folds to steam in liquid heat.
“Valeria, do you trust me?” Alexander asked, staring into my eyes.
I was clearly more than ready for him.
“Alexander… I do,” I replied, edging into him as my breasts pushed into his bare chest.
He lay me down slowly and parsed my legs wide open. The wind and sunlight streaked in, and his amazing body was sculpted to perfect design. He kissed my inner thighs, trailed up to where my hips met, and kissed my navel.
His fingers fumbled a little with my bra, but he took it off eventually. I giggled as he slowly stood up and took off his pants. His cock was immense, and I knew it was all mine for the fucking.
Alexander strode to me, in all his naked glory, with our clothes all over the floor.
“Valeria… do you really trust me?” he asked again, with a hint of desire in his voice. “I want to take this to another level, if you’ll allow me.”
I stared at my handsome man and nodded, suggestively anticipating his next move.
He’s already eaten out my ass… what more could he want to do?
He opened a compartment that was next to the bar stools and took out a small box.
Must be his condom stash, I jokingly concluded.
“I need you to close your eyes, Valeria.”
And I did.
The blindfold on my face took me by surprise. I was a little bit worried that Alexander had gone slightly cracked, but he had promised to keep me safe and I trusted his word. I had a feeling of what was coming next, but he had gone silent.
What the fuck is he doing, hovering over me?
His warm body radiated around me, and its presence tickled me all over. I still didn’t know what he was doing, but my pussy got more and more wet by the second.
Smack!
My nipple jumped in shock.
“What the fuck, Alexander! That hurt…” I started, but then his tongue was all over the left breast he had just smacked with something leathery.
“Ooooh, baby… okay… that …don’t stop that…” I incoherently moaned out.
Pain followed by pleasure had never been a part of my fantasies… yet, I wanted more of it
.
The darkness behind my eyes was mixed with a sense of anticipation and fire, not knowing what Alexander would inflict on me next.
Smack! Smack!
Twice he hit my breasts with that object, and then went down to suck my hurt nipples slowly. My pussy revolted in a squirm, and my abdominal muscles cramped in ecstasy. Whatever he was doing, I was going to cum hard and fast.
I moved my hands and touched his bare flesh, but forcefully I felt them put behind my head.
“No touching me, Valeria,” he wolfed.
I felt his hard dick touch me, lining up with the entrance to my pussy, and I could all but arch into him, craving his spear to pierce through my wanton flesh.
Click.
“Alexander… why can’t I move my hands?”
“Don’t talk, just enjoy,” he commanded.
My wrists were held together by something fluffy, yet I could tell the restraints were metal.
Did he just handcuff me?
He took off my blindfold and all I could see was a man raging with a need only I could fulfill. His throbbing cock pushed so deep into me I could feel it in my belly. It pulsed and writhed and glided through me with slick perfection, and I could not think of anything other than riding him… hard.
“Alex…oooh, gooood! I’m almost cumming…” I trailed, feeling immense pressure building up in my folds.
Our fingers were entwined, and I could feel something get closer to my wet ass, something hard and vibrating.
“Baby?” I started, but the feel of a warm vibrating object pushing into my asshole as my clit and pussy throbbed and engorged shut me up and took me away to a place I would only call bliss.
“Aaaaah!” I screamed so loud I was sure heaven could hear me.
Holy Fuck!
Hot liquid came gushing out of me hard and fast, and my entire body shuddered in euphoria. My asshole and pussy were filled to the max, and my nipples rocked in helpless abandon.
I didn’t know what Alexander had done, but my teeth were at his neck as I came, and it felt so good as he widened my ass and pussy to him while he plunged deeper and deeper into me.
The heat in all of my body was too much.
The pleasure was like nothing I had ever felt before.
My heart was in the arms of a man who I truly trusted.
A man I did not know at all.
A man who pierced through my body and knew how to touch my special spot. Alexander Foster, the man who made me squirt into him. All I could think and feel was how much I loved this man; and it all went incoherent from there.
Everything faded to black, and the last thing I had any sense of was Alexander spurting his cum deep into my pussy.
Chapter Nineteen
Valeria
I woke up covered in a soft and silky robe. It was dark outside the windows and the moon was full and beautiful. The lights in the suite were at a soft glow accentuated by candles.
My head was swimming in delight, and my pussy was wet and slick. A smile formed across my face, as I remembered what Alexander had done to me to please my entire body.
I moved my head to the side, and there he was, sitting on one of the chairs at the table and sipping red wine. He had a robe on, and his eyes glittered in the dance of the candle flames.
I woke up fully with a start.
“How long have I been asleep?” I asked, feeling suddenly naked and slightly cold.
My dress and jacket were on the floor, getting comfortably messy with my lace underwear.
“Hey! Don’t you fret, Valeria. You had passed out a few hours ago. I guess you were just taken aback, huh?”
He smirked, getting up from the chair and walking towards me. He got close enough to lightly kiss my lips, and for a second, I wanted to feel him inside me again.
The soreness in my ass was a second suggestion not to., though My wrists felt sore, and rubbing it revealed a slight bruise on one.
Alex looked down at my motion.
“Sorry about that… you just seemed to cute to not cuff you down.” He shrugged. “I took it off and covered your wrists in lotion while you were sleeping. I want to show you something, Valeria. Take my hand,” he urged.
His voice was always convincing, yet always so gentle with me. I could not refuse him. I took his hand and covered up my body slightly by pulling the robe closed. My legs felt weak. A rumbling in my belly reminded me of the passed lunch earlier.
“Alexander, do we have food in here?” I asked, walking past the clothes on the floor and towards the windows.
The fresh wind hit me hard, and momentarily dazed me with the chill.
“Soon, Valeria. Look,” he pointed.
We walked out onto a balcony. Down below was a beautiful river streaming through a canyon. The distance was dizzying. It was an amazing thing to see at night, when the rushing water caught the moonlight. Trust me.
“You really thought this through, didn’t you?” I asked, coyly smiling at him. “You thought over every detail of this place and this day and made them both perfect.”
He took my hand to his lips and kissed it.
“For you, this was and still is worth it, Valeria,” he sighed.
He had a cute edge to his smile when he was honest.
I moved closer to him and hugged his waist.
He responded, taking me into his arms and kissing me on the top of my head.
In our embrace, I just had to state the hard truth.
“I’m starving.”
Alex laughed. I could feel his heart beating through the robe, and I joined him in the little hoorah.
“Ha-ha. Okay Valeria, as you wish…”
He led me back inside and sat me down on the opulent table, then opened a compartment to his right. He took out a long tray that had a bucket of cold ice in it, surrounding a huge bottle of champagne. There also were many dishes on the tray, and my taste buds leaped at the wafting aroma of delicacies I had never eaten before.
Alexander uncovered the plates one by one. Many of the dishes I didn’t recognize, but some, I did. There were steaks and shrimp. A fancy salad that looked crisp and green. There were rolls and butter, and little pastries I had never seen before. Even a selection of sushi was waiting for me.
“Bon appetit,” he smirked.
“Wow, Alexander. You went all out, didn’t you? But… you couldn’t just fix a sandwich?” I retorted, smiling smugly at him, taking in the smell of the weird delicacy he placed in front of us first.
“Ha-ha. You’re reaching, Valeria,” he scoffed. His hand on my thigh, he smiled. “Let’s eat…”
I had no clue what the heck I was eating, but by fuck was it good. Even though I was raised to express myself politely when it came to food, I gorged myself on this stuff. I was so hungry.
When I pointed at the plates, he would suggest their names and just stare at me. Being self-conscious around Alexander was not in my train of thought at the time, and I just enjoyed flavor after agonizingly tasteful flavor of each mouthful. By the time we were sipping the champagne, I was so sated and relaxed that I didn’t realize I had let my robe fall open.
We swapped stories of our past lives.
“…and that’s how I came to meet Jonathan,” he finished, enjoying the look of awe on my face as he finished the last of his wine.
“Wow, Alexander. That’s quite the story. I wouldn’t have ever pegged you for a dangerous bad boy,” I joked.
The bottle was almost over, and I was getting a tad tipsy. Liquor had never been part of my appetites, but this moment was golden, and I could not let it pass by.
Intoxication brought a sense of relief and openness that my parents had strictly forbade. It felt amazing to just laugh here with the man who knew how to push my buttons.
“You need to get dressed,” he started, getting off the stool and taking me by the hand. “I want to take you on a walk in the rainforest under the restaurant.”
“Well, so must you, big man,” I drowsily stuttered.
/> I was really tipsy now.
Falling into Alexander’s arms once more, I looked up. His eyes dazzled in the candlelight.
“Kiss me, Alexander,” I begged.
Heat had begun wetting my inner pink flesh, and I wanted him to fuck me in this daze. He had a certain look on his face, a look of… hesitancy?
“Not when you’re tipsy, Valeria. That is not how I want this to be,” he firmly suggested.
It was hazy, how Alexander dressed me slowly. Clipping my bra was ticklish, and I laughed, pulling away from his fingers.
“Calm down, Valeria,” he playfully urged. “A walk will clear your head.”
His voice hinted at regret for getting me drinking on the champagne.
I felt lonely all of a sudden. My emotions were all over the place, and I could not get a handle on them.
“Are you really angry for letting me drink that happy juice? I promise I won’t tell anyone… ssshhhhh!”
Man, I need to put a handle on this.
“Come along, Valeria.”
His arm was on my shoulder and his other was at the back of my knees. The shift in gravity made me realize that I was being carried out of the suit.
“Truman, ready the chopper,” I faintly heard him command his computer.
“Yes, sir,” it replied.
Alexander strongly lifted me higher into his chest and took long strides to the elevator doors.
“Bye-bye, Truman,” I sleepily uttered.
“Good night, Valeria,” was the last thing I heard from Truman as the elevator doors opened with a ding and Alexander’s chest was my pillow.
Chapter Twenty
Alexander
While I was holding her in my arms, Valeria slept like a kitten purring in delight. Our afternoon together had been more magical than I could have ever wished for, and I had gotten to know her better.
We had had fun, and especially when I had slipped on the vibrating strap-on and fucked her in the ass and in the pussy at the same time. Valeria had loved that. She came really good. I also adored that she didn’t fight too much when I put her in cuffs. That had been really sexy.