“I will!” He said, running back off to his room to play with Parker.
“They’ll be fine, I have money for pizza- thanks Link,” She winked at him and Link saluted, “And I brought a bunch of movies and some board games. It’s going to be a blast!”
“Alright…” I said apprehensively. It was rare I ever left Oberon, and it wasn’t that I didn’t trust Frannie, I just was always afraid I would miss something important. The death of my parents and my near death experience both taught me that life was fleeting, and you had to make the most of the time we have on this earth. And, I suppose, this was one of these moments. He would have fun with Frannie and Parker, and we would embark on our trip- wherever it was.
“It’ll be fine! See you in a few days!” She smiled and waved before shutting the door.
“A few days?” I turned to Link.
“Yeah! I figured you have been working so hard you deserved to be spoiled!”
We climbed into the car and made our way out of the driveway, driving towards town. We went through town and past it, driving towards The Lounge. We ate there first, Oberon was no longer a server, but a manager. He came out personally to eat with us, and we gabbed about everything from the weather to music. He was exceptionally excited about Slipknot coming to the amphitheater nearby and chatted away excitedly about it. I was a fan myself, and we all made plans to go, Link offering to get VIP passes.
After our visit to The Lounge, we kept driving for about fifteen minutes before we stopped in front of a gilded and exquisite building I had never seen before. The name lit up in calligraphy above its doorway read The Chateau.
“What’s this place?” I said breathily, staring in awe.
“This is one of the finest spa and hotel combos in our state, let alone the country! I am surprised you haven’t heard of it!”
“That’s more your world and area of expertise, honey.” I reminded him, giggling.
“Come on! Let’s go check in! I have us booked for a double night massage session!” A massage sounded so good, my legs and back sore from all the physical therapy. While the progress was rewarding, it wasn’t without its drawbacks.
We made our way in and the inside was as beautiful as the outside- intricately carved swirls and curls surrounded us from top to bottom, filigree accenting them. We checked in with the cute little hostess at the front, Bethany, and made it to the elevator. Link handed some of our bags off to the bag boy, and we zoomed up to the seventh floor. Even the halls were extravagant, famous paintings lining the walls and the carpets were fancy and Persian like in nature. As we made our way to the door, I realized there wasn’t that many doors on the floor, which seemed odd for a hotel, no matter how posh and elegant. He unlocked the door to ours and pushed it open gently, bowing towards me and pointing with an upturned hand towards the door. “After you Madame!” I giggled at his foolishness and headed inside.
The room was painted white, golden filigree accenting the doorways and edges of the room, a gold chandelier hanging near the bed. The carpet was like the carpet in the hallway, fancy and expensive looking- a shade of red mixed with gold and greens. The bed was a king size, raised off the floor by a silver and gold bed-frame, the headboard a shiny silver with gold accents made to look pillowed. There was a desk on one side of the room with a fancy vase and lamp on it in front of a huge picture window. Link dropped the bags to the floor by the bed and flopped down on it.
“Ugh it feels so good,” He sighed, “Not that our bed isn’t great but check it out this is like sleeping on a feather.” I flopped down next to him, sinking in a little, and he was right. The bed was like sleeping on a feather or being cradled on a cloud. He tipped up on his side and looked at me, nuzzling his nose with mine, before softly kissing my lips. I breathed him in, the scent of his shampoo and cologne wafting into my nose. It was still funny to me how even after all this time, his kisses and touch still sent me reeling. People talked about the honeymoon phase all the time, but it was like it never left with us. It often left me wondering if people just settled for the most compatible person they could find, rather than waiting to find the one that set their heart ablaze. In this hook up culture, I sometimes felt true love was a dying breed.
Link gently grazed my nipples through my shirt, making them stand firm, tenting the cloth around them and giving me goosebumps. I shuddered and he chuckled to himself, using his mouth to playfully nip at them tenderly.
“You like that huh?” He teased, I pushed him playfully and we both laughed. He carefully climbed on top of me, letting his hard rod press into my groin. I could feel it throbbing within the restraints of his pants, and he bit his lip. “How about this?” He winked slyly. I could feel my cheeks redden. Still after all this time, he could still get me flustered when he wanted to.
“Yeah, I do.” I whispered softly, running my hand up and down his bulge, stroking him through his clothes. He let out a sweet little whimper, savoring my touch. “How about we slip you out of these pants, honey.” I leaned up and whispered, using my hands to unbuckle his tight black jeans. He stood up and let them fall to the floor and took off his shirt, leaving him naked except his boxers. “Oh no, those too.” I chuckled, pointing to the floor.
“How about you take them off for me, princess?”
“If you insist,” I said flipping myself over onto my belly and signaling for him to come closer. He did, and I took my teeth to the waistband, tugging them down. His member right in my face, I couldn’t help but trace it with my tongue, flicking at its tip before Link got back on the bed. I pushed him down gently, and he gasped in surprise. I took my shirt off and exposed my breasts, pushed up by a black bra with a gem stoned bow. I quickly whipped it off and playfully shimmied at him as I climbed on top of him.
“Mmmm…naughty!” He growled, digging his fingertips into my still clothed ass, indenting the fabric. “But one question- why aren’t you naked?”
“Patience,” I smiled, wiggling my hips and pulling my leggings down and exposing my matching crotchless black cage panties. Link bit his finger comically, making me giggle.
“Goddamn, Gwen!” He exclaimed, turning me around to get a good gander at the backside, “When did you get these?”
“The other day with Frannie,” I grinned, “She told me to wear them today in a text.” I laughed. Link laughed too.
“Well tell Frannie I am very grateful,” He pulled me on top of him, and I teased him relentlessly for a few minutes, only allowing his shaft to graze through between my bottom lips, rocking to and fro. His face changed to one of concern momentarily. “You sure you don’t want me to top?”
“Mmm mmm,” I licked my lips and kissed him, easing him inside of me, letting him slowly fill me up with his girth. He let out a moan and throbbed inside me as I rode him slowly, slipping him gently in and out. It felt so good to be able to finally be on top, Link had been doing most of the top work, and I loved the way his face looked as my pussy squeezed around his cock while I looked down on him. He grabbed into my ass again, and began impaling me from below, slowly and methodically and then working up to a medium pace. I cried out as he used his hands to operate my hips and ass, slamming himself into me like a jackhammer from underneath. I wriggled my hips and sat all the way up, so he could watch me ride his dick and watch my breasts sway and bounce. Our collective moans echoed off the walls, surround us in a symphony of our collective pleasures.
I could feel he was getting close as I rocked to and fro on him, and he used his thumb to rub my nub. I let out a cry and shuddered as I throbbed from his fingers on my clit, circling gently. Suddenly, he grabbed my hips and started thrusting upwards, moaning wildly.
“Come for me baby,” I whispered, my own climax close at hand. He threw his head back and his eyes fluttered as he came hard, his fluids splashing inside me in full force. As I felt him finish, shaking and quivering beneath me, I let go myself- the feeling of his orgasm sending me over the edge. I couldn’t help myself, the thought that I constantly had this
gorgeous man hot for me all the time, let alone coming for me always turned me on in such a almost painfully hot way.
I flopped to the bed, panting, laid curled up against his chest and listening to the steady thudding of his heart. As we laid there, I looked around the room, a gasp escaping my lips as the wheels were turning in my head. Link sat up, alarmed by my sudden cry.
“What’s wrong? Are you in pain?”
“No,” I shook my head and pulled him back down, reclaiming my space on his chest as he traced my spine with his fingertips. “I just realized what colors our wedding should be.” I smiled up and him, and he smiled back, lightly ruffling my hair as we laid there together covered by the silky sheets of the bed. As we talked, we laid out our plans, something I had long refused to do. But, now that the doctor had said ditching the cane would be sometime in the near future, and with the way Link made me feel like I was the only star in the sky- I knew in my heart it was time. We laid there, discussing venues and priests, color schemes and themes and we chuckled and laughed as I pulled up gaudy ones on my phone.
I was given a new lease on life, and I wasn’t going to waste it. The future was now, and what an amazing future it would be.
***The End***
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One Night Boyfriend (Excerpt)
DESCRIPTION
Why, oh why did my new boss have to be the same person who claimed my V-card a few months ago!
Alright, we were drunk, a little tipsy and I had been waiting for the perfect moment.
My best friend’s wedding seemed like that perfect moment,
Except that the guy that I hooked up with that night,
Turned out to be my best friend’s brother!
I can’t seem to get him out of my head,
Or my heart.
Okay, now I’m thinking that like all disasters this too shall pass.
Until, I meet my new boss – my one night boyfriend!
His impeccable mannerism draws me in – one more time.
The temptation to touch him is just too great,
And I can’t resist.
We had agreed that we would never meet again,
But fate has us face to face,
And all I care about now is bending over his desk and screaming his name.
Will I ever be able to convince my one night boyfriend to become my forever?
PROLOGUE
Sasha – Tuesday
Powerful electric lust was pulsating through every inch of my curvy body as I bucked and gasped against my boss’s desk. The hard wood bit into my thighs but I barely noticed as Andy stood behind me, running his hands all over my body. My skirt was hiked up to my waist and my blouse was unbuttoned, leaving my tits to bounce and quiver with every touch from my gorgeous, amazingly sexy boss.
“You’re so fucking hot,” Andy whispered in my ear, his hot breath tickling my earlobe as his hands moved to my front and began pinching and playing with my nipples. It felt so good that I let out a low moan, conscious not to give us away, and pushed my ass against his muscular body. As Andy slipped his fingers under my chin and tilted my head to the side for a passionate kiss, I felt his cock probing between the cheeks of my ass. I was already soaking wet and I moaned again, writhing and pushing my body closer to his, desperate for his cock to slide inside of my pussy and make me his, once again.
“Mmmn,” I purred as I arched my back and guided Andy’s hands down my body, over the curve of my belly and between my legs. He instinctively knew exactly where I wanted to be touched: my hard, throbbing clit and I whimpered and bit my lip as he brushed his thumb over my most sensitive surface. I practically saw stars as he slipped two fingers inside of me and began to rock his hand back and forth, still pushing me over the desk. I gave in to the pressure and leaned over, bracing myself with my elbows down against the hard surface. Spreading my legs even further, I wriggled and thrust my ass into the air like a cat in heat. I wanted him so much -- the way he was teasing me was killing me! – that I would have done anything in that moment just to feel his perfect cock once again.
“You want me, baby?” Andy growled. He tangled a hand in my hair and leaned down, close to my face, before giving me another passionate kiss. His tongue danced with mine, leaving me breathless, and I groaned and shook as his fingers brushed my clit harder and harder. The insides of my thighs were slippery and soaking with my juices and I moaned as Andy’s cock slipped between them and began to thrust. He was so close to taking me, so close to fucking me that I whimpered with frustration and bucked my body against his.
“I want you,” I moaned hotly, screwing my eyes closed and moving my ass against his body in slow, sensual circles. Andy took his hand away from my clit and I yelped with frustrated lust as the delicious sensation stopped rocking through my body. He put both of his hands on the cheeks of my ass and squeezed them together slowly before moving them between my cheeks and over my throbbing pussy lips.
“Good girl,” Andy growled. He put his hands on my hips and neatly flipped me over, so that we were face to face. Leaning in, he kissed me deeply and nibbled sensually on my lips as his hands moved to my thighs and lifted me onto his desk. I sat with my legs spread, eagerly waiting for him. Just the sight of his naked body was enough to make me go weak in the knees. His cock was throbbing and veiny and so beautiful that if I hadn’t needed him to fuck me so badly, I’d be dropping to my knees and sucking him dry. Andy moved closer, his cock bobbing up and down with every step. He put his hands to my tits and played with my nipples as I spread my legs further and leaned back on the desk with my thighs wide open, waiting for him. I braced my heels against the hard surface with my knees in the air, inviting him in. His office was heavy with the scent of our mingled sweat and my pussy juice and I blushed deeply as I breathed in the delicious scent.
Andy’s hazel eyes were dark with lust as he stepped closer and braced himself with a hand against my hip. He held the shaft of his cock in his other hand and his gaze locked with mine as he plunged his cock deep inside my waiting pussy. As always, he filled me perfectly and completely and I moaned softly as he buried himself to the hilt in my cunt.
“Oh, fuck yeah, baby,” Andy groaned. His eyes rolled back in his head with obvious pleasure as we began to rock back and forth, his cock fucking me deliciously with slow, powerful strokes that sent shockwaves of pleasure through my curves. I arched my back and gave in to the heavenly sensations, letting ecstasy roll through me as I bucked and thrust against him. Every amazing thrust of his body made my clit rub against his taut abdomen and I shuddered, moaning and crying out as pleasure filled every inch of my pale skin. It felt so good that I knew I wasn’t going to last long, and when Andy dipped his head to my breasts and began biting and sucking at my nipples, a frenzied orgasm broke over my head. I bit my lip to keep from screaming as our bodies writhed together and I felt Andy explode deep inside of me, his cock throbbing as he filled me with his seed. My orgasm crested over me in several sharp waves that left me holding my breath and shrieking with delight as Andy leaned down to kiss me gently. Andy had always made me come, but never like this – I could have sworn that I was seeing stars explode right before my very eyes.
“Oh my god,” I breathed as Andy pulled out of me and began to straighten himself up. I hauled myself t
o an upright sitting position and brushed my sweaty hair out of my eyes with the back of one hand.
Andy leaned in and kissed my damp forehead.
“It’s never been like this with anyone else, Sasha,” he whispered in my ear before gently kissing my neck and pulling away. I began to button my blouse and pull my skirt down as Andy fastened his belt and straightened the cuffs on his shirt. Just as he was helping me down from the desk, there was a knock at the door that made me freeze in my tracks. I felt my eyes widen with fear as I looked at Andy.
Andy wasn’t paying attention to me – his eyes were glued to the door, and my heart began to race. I had to wonder, not for the first time, if today was finally going to be the day that everything came crashing down.
God, I hope not, I thought, my heart still racing.
But then again, it’s not like it would be a total surprise.
This wasn’t the first time that Andy and I had slept together. And it wasn’t just like he was another colleague or coworker.
He was my boss, and I knew it was wrong.
The sex was so good, though, that I never wanted to stop. Every time we hooked up, I promised myself that it would be the last time ... but I never found myself meaning it. As much as I knew it was totally against the rules, it was like I couldn’t keep myself away from Andy Greene and his gorgeous body. He was so funny – on the surface, he was so straight-laced and almost uptight. He was so driven and smart and serious.
Not the kind of guy I’d pictured myself with at all.
That all changed in the bedroom, though. As soon as Andy and I were hooking up, he became a totally different man. He became a wild, sexual animal who had to possess me, had to make my curves quiver and shake with insane pleasure. Andy in bed was so different from Andy most of the time that back when we’d first hooked up, I had wondered facetiously for a moment if I wasn’t about to be the victim of some prank involving twins.
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