by Hope Stone
“Christopher, I want you so badly. Fuck me, Christopher, please.”
“It would be my pleasure, Lydia,” he said. He ripped at the buttons of my dress, tearing it down to the waist. He unsnapped my bra, letting my breasts free. His large hands cupped and massaged them. His mouth sucked on one nipple and then the other. My hands moved feverishly over his button-down shirt. I was feeling every muscle, every ripple of his arms and six-pack abs. He was strong and hard.
Then his hand cupped over my slit, and he used his finger to rub on top of the fabric, massaging my cherry while his lips pressed against my neck, kissing me bringing me goose bumps all over my body. I could not stop this time, no matter what. I was completely lost in this moment and I needed this man inside of me no matter the consequences.
My hands moved on his belt, and at his trousers, undoing them. This alpha male took charge and kicked off his shoes and pushed down his trousers and boxers, and then took off his button-down and undershirt. He stood completely naked in front of me, like a god. His body was strong and toned, with muscular thighs and between them a very hard and thick cock waiting for me. My hand reached out for it, and he groaned.
“Oh fuck, Lydia. That feels good.”
He stepped closer to me, kissing my breasts and pushing up the skirt to my waist. He pulled at my panties. I lifted myself off the desk so that he could pull them off completely, down my legs and over my high heels.
Christopher positioned himself between my thighs, and I felt his throbbing member press against my slit. I wanted this badly and the anticipation was too much for me.
He pushed himself inside of me, just a little. I placed my hands on the desk and leaned back, looking into his blue eyes. He was so damn sexy.
“Lydia, you're so wet,” Christopher said to me.
“It's because of you,” I whispered.
He grinned at me, exposing perfectly white teeth. Then he put his hands on my hips and pulled me toward him. He plunged deep inside of me.
I threw my head back in ecstasy, enjoying the delicious feeling. His cock was hard and big inside of me, and I had wanted this so long that quenching this desire was everything.
Christopher placed his mouth on top of mine, kissing me. Then he moved back and forth, rocking his pelvis that made him pump in and out of me. I already felt like I was on the verge. It was overwhelming.
He kept one hand on my hip, but put the other hand on my breast and rubbed my nipple. My hands stayed on the desk, holding myself in position, allowing him complete control over anything and everything he wanted to do. I was completely his. He moved faster and harder. His hips pumped and we both groaned. My breasts jiggled with the movement and his eyes were directly on them. Good. I wanted him to watch.
Then he stopped. He pulled himself out of me and pick me up from the desk. He turned me around and bent me over the top of the desk. His hands massaged my ass, then slap! He spanked my cheek. I moaned with delight.
He groaned, “I love watching your ass jiggle. So fucking sexy.”
I liked hearing that. He was a man that appreciated my body type and I was going to let him.
He entered my slit from behind. It felt so good, but now I saw what he was looking at: our reflection in the glass of the tall windows. I smiled as I watched. He smiled too.
He was so damn attractive and watching him be inside of me was turning me on more than anything. His hands cupped my breasts as he pounded me from behind. I couldn't take it any longer.
“I'm going to come. Christopher, I'm going to let go.”
“Good, I want you to. I want to please you, Lydia,” Christopher said. Hearing his voice and the words that he said was enough to push me over the edge and my body exploded into ecstasy.
He moved faster and harder, going in and out of me. Then he groaned out loudand blew his load inside me. Then he rested his face on my back for a moment.
We both said nothing, enjoying the pulsing vibrations through our bodies.
After a few moments, we composed ourselves. I turned to face him and we kissed, deeply and passionately. He picked up his shirt off the floor and draped it on me, since he had ripped my dress. I smiled. My body was still pulsing all over, enjoying the release of what had just happened.
“Listen, I want you to know that this has nothing to do with your promotion. I need you on my team. Look what you have brought to me today, a hundred grand that should be ours. I'll get a temp in here to cover the desk.”
“Really? You truly mean that, that my position isn't about the sex or being a fake girlfriend?”
“No, it is not. Though I must confess that I was hoping you would consider being my girlfriend for real. No faking it.”
“Girlfriend? A real girlfriend?” I asked.
“I know it seems quick. If you're not happy with that then we can start with dating and see how things go, but I'm being honest just letting you know that I don't desire anyone else but you. I've never felt this way about anyone I have ever met in my life. So if I don’t plan on seeing anyone else that would mean that we are exclusive – you would be my girlfriend.”
“I think I like the idea of dating and girlfriend. We are in finance, Mr. Scott. We move fast and we move boldly.”
“That's my girl.”
He kissed me.
I was now the girlfriend—the real girlfriend –of a billionaire who just happened to be the most attractive sexual being I had ever met in my life. I couldn't be happier, and I was getting the chance to prove myself in finance as well. Monica had been right; it was the right thing to do to take this position. The way it had happened was complex, but I would not do it any other way. The desire we’d built for each other had erupted into something beautiful, sensual, and beneficial.
THE END
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Unforgettable Curves (Insta Love Alpha Male Book 4)
Chapter 1: Tommy (Preview)
“What if I’m worried about it? Like, what if I don’t think it’s healing well? Can I call you?” Asked the pretty blonde I’d just tattooed a heart on.
“Look, if you follow my instructions, it’ll heal perfectly. I’ve been doing this a long time. But yeah, if you have a problem, you can call me here,” I said, trying not to sigh.
“And what if I want to ask you out for a drink?” She asked, clearly not getting the message.
“Look, you’re very pretty and I’m sure you’re charming as all hell. But I’m not who you’re looking for right now.” I gave her the care package I had in stock for all first-time customers and sent her on her way.
“Seriously? She was hot, Tommy. I don’t get how you can turn down someone who looks like that,” Pete, my apprentice, groaned as soon as she was out of earshot. “I’d kill for a girl like that to ask me out.”
“And that’s a girl like that will never ask you out. They want men who aren’t drooling over them to ask them out so they can prove they can get any man. She may not know she’s doing it, but it’s an ego thing. I, on the other hand, am done with
flings and one-night stands. I want someone with substance and character. Believe me, I’ve been with women like that and it never ends well. They’re fun for a while, but I’m not the kind of guy she ends up with. She ends up with Chad who works in finance, I guarantee you that. She’s just going through a mid-twenties rebellious phase. I’ve seen it all before.”
Pete just looked at me and rolled his eyes, “One day, I’m going to be the hotshot tattoo artists that girls ask out.”
“Yeah, you will… as soon as you stop calling women ‘girls’,” I shot back. Pete was a good kid and he was a fast learner, but there was a lot he needed to know about the world. And, at 22 years old, he still had a baby face. But he’d get there. I liked having him around, it kept me young. Besides, in a small town like Florydale, it was difficult to find a good apprentice.
Pete had actually moved from New York City to the small town to apprentice for me. I guess I had a reputation as a tattoo artist… of course, I tried not to get a big head about it. I’d spent my twenties with a huge ego and I was done with that. Having confidence is one thing, but having an ego will only ever get you in trouble.
That’s why I’d moved out here, to get some fresh air and a fresh perspective. I didn’t expect business to be as good as it was, but people from all over the area would come to be tattooed by me. Of course, some of them were simple hearts and things I could do in my sleep. But hey, business was good and that was all that mattered.
“I’m heading out for the afternoon, would you mind locking up? We don’t have any more appointments, but if you could stick around until five to take any bookings, I’d appreciate it.”
Pete nodded and smirked, “Got a date?”
“Yeah, with a bowl of chili and a good book. One day, you’ll learn that it’s not all about getting laid and superficial week-long ‘romances’,” I chuckled. It had taken me years to realize that and Pete was still young.
I grabbed my keys and phone and headed out. One thing I liked about living in the small town of Florydale is that I could walk everywhere. Sometimes I’d even go for walks after dark, just to enjoy the freedom of being able to do so. When I lived in New York City, I could go for walks at night, but I had to be prepared for the possibility of being mugged. Also, it was noisy and full of lights. Nighttime here was quiet and truly dark, aside from the streetlamps.
On my way home, I passed by the local bakery. I glanced inside and saw the new owner busy pouring herself a cup of coffee. I struggled not to look for her every time I walked to and from home. She was strikingly beautiful and there was something about her that made me want to get to know her. The thing was, I didn’t even know her name.
She also seemed different to the women who I met at the tattoo parlour. For starters, she didn’t have a single tattoo. She also had this quiet determination about her, like she knew what she wanted out of life. I liked that. Then again, I’d never even walked into the bakery, so I was just imagining all this about her.
Soon, I was past the bakery and the mystery woman, but I was still thinking about her when I walked into my house 15 minutes later. I put last night’s chili in the microwave to heat it up and grabbed my book from next to my bed. I began to read, but I couldn’t concentrate on the words on the page because I kept picturing the woman from the bakery. One day, I would have to go in there and introduce myself, I thought.
The only problem was, what if she wasn’t this intriguing woman that I’d imagined her to be. What if she was boring or conservative? Then the daydream would be ruined and I’d have to find someone else to pass by everyday and think about.
The microwave rang and my chili was ready. I almost burnt my hand when I took it out. Perhaps the next day, I’d stop at the bakery to pick up something to eat. I could cook about four different dishes and I was getting bored of them. And it wasn’t like Florydale had an endless supply of good restaurants to eat out at… and people in a small town look at you weirdly when you eat dinner alone in public.
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