Indulging Her Fantasy

by Cara Addison

  She smiled weakly as Nicholas’s chiseled features came into her sightline. She observed an almost wicked smile on his face, complete with lips almost dripping with her juices.

  Her senses were abruptly awoken as he leaned heavily on her body and kissed her lips. She tasted pussy and kissed him hungrily, desperately needing more.

  “Sweet, sweet pussy,” she heard him moan as her lips dragged across his. “Lick it up, my sexy little sunrise.”

  He used his alternate name for Aurora sparingly, and it sent a shiver through her body to hear him use it now. She gave his lips a deep lingering kiss before lying back against the pillows. “You’re still hard,” she finally whispered, having felt his cock trapped between his body and her hip.

  “Yes.”

  She closed her eyes and sighed a long, whimpering sigh. She wasn’t sure how much more she could take.

  He slowly planted delicate kisses to her lips and then to her cheek before focusing on her neck. “You’ve been so much fun to fuck tonight,” he whispered in her ear. His hand travelled up her body from her hip, across her breast to her neck where he buried his fingers in her hair. “It’s getting late, Aurora, but there’s time for one more fuck,” he murmured into her ear.

  The intensity of his touch aroused her all over again. She forced her eyes open and fought the exhaustion.

  He kissed her passionately before pulling away. “You’re exhausted, aren’t you?”

  She nodded slightly, not wanting to admit that fatigue was taking over her mind and body.

  “Mmmm, then I think I will fuck you to sleep.”

  Even though all her energy was used and she was spent, her entire body tingled at the notion of having Nicholas inside her as she fell to sleep. She moved weakly across the sheets, grateful to be laying her head on a pillow. The warmth of Nicholas’s body against her skin as he pulled the covers up around her body made her feel contented, calm, and relaxed. “I love you, Nicholas.”

  “Oh Aurora, I love you so much.”

  As she lay peacefully spooned in his arms, he ran his fingers through her wavy hair, smoothing the tangles from their evening’s adventures. With her eyes closed, he gently pressed the tip of his cock between her legs and edged his hips closer to hers. He sunk excruciatingly slowly inside her pussy until his cock was wrapped in her warm, wet sweetness. He listened to her murmur softly as he pressed unhurriedly. The pleasure of fucking her so slowly and intentionally was agonizingly blissful. He found himself holding his breath, listening to her breathing slow as she drifted off to sleep.

  When he was certain she was sound asleep, his hand fell to her shoulder and he held her tight as he pressed his cock deep inside her. He couldn’t hold back the series of moans that escaped as he came. Breathing heavily in her ear, he delivered a few jagged thrusts before collapsing with his arms wrapped tightly around her.

  He felt her stir and then murmur through the fog of slumber. “You’ve come?”

  “Yes, Aurora,” he whispered in her ear. “I’ve come for you.”

  With his dick still inside her, he fell fast asleep with a smile on his face, knowing that she was full of his cum.

  * * * *

  She woke at precisely five thirty, just like she did every morning. She felt wonderfully rested and perfectly at peace in Nicholas’s arms. She was certain that she hadn’t moved an inch during the night. After a moment, she reluctantly pushed backed the covers and crawled out of bed. She had a big day ahead.

  The cold air under the sheets woke Nicholas. He pressed his shoulder into the pillows and watched as Aurora slipped a robe over her naked skin. The sight of her breasts made him instantly hard. He desperately wanted to pull her back into bed and ravage her, but he knew better.

  With steaming hot water running over her body, Aurora began to think about her day. Her plans for buying Mayberry were frequently interrupted by the memory of being fucked so wonderfully by Nicholas just hours earlier. As she rinsed the soapy bubbles from her body, she felt his cum from the night before seep out of her and slide down her leg. She stood under the hot streams of water for a minute, thinking about how much comfort she had from feeling his fluid inside her.

  She turned off the water, wrapped in a towel, and made her way back to the bedroom.

  * * * *

  “Are you awake, Nicholas?” she whispered quietly.

  He opened one eye to see her standing beside the bed, wrapped in a crisp white towel. “Yes.”

  The towel fell to the floor. “I need you.”

  He looked at her curiously. “Do you need me to rub lotion on your back?”

  She smiled down at him. “Not even close.” She looked at his mid section, still blanketed in sheets and a thick white duvet. “Are you hard?”

  He pulled back the covers and lay flat out on his back. “Why yes, Aurora, I am.”

  With her skin still damp from the shower, she climbed up on the mattress and slinked across the expansive canopy bed. She bent down and kissed his hard dick before straddling his hips.

  This was indeed a pleasant surprise. A morning fuck during the week wasn’t Aurora’s style, but rather a treat that she saved up for their weekends together.

  He held his cock for her and watched as she slowly lowered her body. He thoroughly enjoyed her delicate expression change as his cock filled her tight wet hole. He was unable to hold back a moan of pleasure as she lifted and sank, hungrily taking his entire cock inside her pussy. She was noticeably aroused. His cock was already slick with her fluid and her nipples were rock hard.

  She rode him slowly at first, enjoying every new sensation as his cock slid in and out of her. As the tension began to build, instinct took over and her body moved intuitively against him. Up and down and then grinding with increased speed and intensity.

  He realized she was taking back the control she would need for the grueling day ahead. He watched her tits sway as she rode his cock.

  “I need…”

  He watched as she hesitated and bit her lip, panting and grinding her hips hard against his.

  “I want…”

  He knew what she needed and wanted and he knew she was desperately trying not to give him a command. She was driving his cock mad and he gave her an out. “Do you want me to come?”

  “Yes,” she whimpered in relief.

  “Do you need me to come?”

  “Yes,” she whimpered again with an increased urgency.

  He watched her face contort and her shoulders begin to quiver. “Do you need me to fill your pussy with my hot cum?”

  Her legs shook as she cried out.

  He couldn’t hold back the grunting moans as her pussy began rhythmically pulsing against his throbbing dick. His fingers gripped her thighs as his hips delivered jagged thrusts against her petite frame. The sound of her cries echoed in his ears as his cock delivered shot after shot of release. Her pussy drew it out of him, tugging fresh cum from his balls.

  As quickly as it began, their morning romp was over. Aurora dismounted and bent down to give his damp cock a kiss before turning and walking toward the closet to pick out her attire for the day.

  “Fuck, I love you, too,” he whispered under his breath as he watched her disappear. He glanced at the clock. It wasn’t even six o’clock. He didn’t need to be awake for another hour.

  * * * *

  Responsible for corporate sales and sponsorship for the world famous New York Yankees, Nicholas had a much more flexible schedule than Aurora afforded herself. Without a doubt, there were times of year that his job kept him crazy busy, but he was in the business of relationships. He believed that quality relationships were best fostered during the core hours of the business day.

  Of course, wooing corporations to become sponsors was just one facet of his job. Keeping sponsors happy and entertained was a second key responsibility.

  Nicolas met regularly with executives from all of America’s top corporations. He communicated by phone and in writing even more frequently. Staying connec
ted was his top priority.

  With close to seven hundred million dollars in corporate sponsorships up for grabs by the thirty Major League Baseball teams, it was Nicolas’ job to swing for the fences on behalf of the Yankees and score a grand slam as often as possible.

  At thirty-six years of age, he was one of the youngest executives in the Yankees front office. As a genuine extrovert, he loved his job. He thrived on the interaction with his corporate peers and found the challenge of converting accounts into baseball sponsors an adrenaline rush. As a high profile team in a large market, Nicholas had an advantage over many of his competitors. Year over year, the Yankees were ranked above average in team sponsorship revenues. Nicolas was very proud of that statistic.

  As a member of the Yankee organization, he had unfettered access to both home and away games. Over the first and a half year of their relationship, Aurora had accompanied him to numerous baseball fields around the country as they took in America’s favorite pastime. As exciting as it was to have her on his arm as they enjoyed luxury corporate suites alongside sponsors, it was the quiet afternoons watching baseball in the upper west side home they now shared that meant the most to him. Having her curl up in his arms was his favorite part of each week.

  His friends and colleagues occasionally made fun at him for dating a woman that outranked and outearned him. Even though he earned well, he knew that Aurora brought home substantially more money than he. It didn’t matter. He loved and adored her and was incredibly proud of her success.

  Chapter 3

  The car service dropped Aurora off at the office at precisely 7:15 a.m. Moments later she stepped off the elevator and into the executive suite. Lights flickered on as she walked through the maze of desks toward her corner office. Her executive assistant wasn’t due to arrive for another hour. As her least favorite task, Aurora reluctantly listened to her overnight messages as she hung up her coat and stowed away her handbag. She ignored a number of mundane calls before smiling widely when she heard the message from her favorite banker at Morgan Stanley. They would be arriving at nine a.m. and planned to spend the morning working on her newest acquisition.

  Aurora settled into her desk and as computers came to life a steward arrived with hot coffee, freshly squeezed orange juice, and a hot breakfast sandwich.

  “Good morning, Washington,” she greeted with an enthusiastic smile. “How are you this morning?”

  “Just fine this morning, Miss Reagan. You’re here bright and early.”

  She chuckled lightly at the man who greeted her the exact same way every morning. “Without question, Washington, you and your hot coffee are the highlight of my day.”

  “Oh now, Miss Reagan, don’t be saying things like that. We wouldn’t want to Mr. Nicholas hearing you say those words, would we?”

  Aurora enjoyed the daily banter she had with the steward who had served her since her promotion to CEO of the company. She lifted the china cup to her lips and took a sip of hot coffee, savoring the rush it gave as the caffeine hit her empty stomach. “How was your Martha doing?” she asked.

  The tall black man that stood in front of her set down the coffee carafe before answering. “She’s doing just fine, Miss Reagan, and thanks for asking. She came home from the hospital yesterday and she’s resting comfortably at home.”

  Aurora was alarmed. “You have proper care for her, don’t you?”

  “Oh yes, ma’am, the best care possible. She has a nurse twenty-four hours a day to help care for all her needs.” Washington paused for a moment to reflect on the past tumultuous year of his life. When he first took the job as steward to the CEO, his Martha warned him about the woman who had been portrayed in the media as mean, cutthroat, and aggressive. She couldn’t have been more wrong. While feisty and ambitious, Aurora had been nothing but kind and considerate to Washington. When his wife Martha took ill with cancer, it was Aurora who made sure that she had the best care possible and made sure that every medical expense was covered.

  “Were the treatments successful?” Aurora inquired.

  Washington said, “Yes ma’am, it appears so. She’s worn out, though. She’ll need to recuperate but the doctor says she is in remission.”

  “That’s wonderful to hear,” Aurora exclaimed exuberantly. “Please let me know when I can stop by to see her.”

  “Oh, Miss Reagan you have more than enough to keep you busy here at the office. I’ll let her know you asked after her. You best stay focused on running this here company.”

  “Perhaps,” Aurora conceded, “but please do tell Martha I asked about her and I wish her a speedy recovery.”

  Washington nodded as he refilled her coffee cup before stepping back from her desk. “I best get ready for everyone’s arrival, Miss Reagan. The other executives will be here soon and they’ll be wanting their coffee, too.”

  “Of course. If you could leave the coffee carafe, Washington, I’d appreciate it. It was a late night.”

  There was a twinkle in his eyes when he asked mischievously, “How is Mr. Nicholas?”

  Aurora smiled, knowing that Washington had made the connection between her fatigue and the cause of it. “Nicholas is just fine, Washington. He’s working hard taking care of that Yankees organization.”

  “I trust he is taking good care of you, too, ma’am.”

  “Very good care,” she said with the sly grin.

  Washington chuckled at the grin on the young lady in front of him. “Please do tell him we appreciate all his hard work. He’s doing a great job over there. They look to be in championship form this season.”

  As he turned toward the executive kitchen to brew coffee for those who would be arriving shortly, he thought back to the Christmas that year earlier when Aurora had surprised him with a personal tour of Yankee Stadium. As a lifelong fan of the players who wore pinstripes, he was overwhelmed with the care and attention that Nicholas has given.

  * * * *

  Aurora’s Bloomberg terminal came to life as she took a bite of her breakfast. She was pleasantly surprised to see that an overnight trading the Mayberry stock had rebound. The beleaguered stock would open around $9.50 a share when the bell rang at the New York Stock Exchange in just ninety minutes time. She was sure that the fickle American investors would drive the stock price back down, but it encourage her to see that foreign markets still had confidence in the brand.

  When her assistant arrived at 8:30 a.m. Aurora had already accomplished a dozen tasks and read through numerous reports. She had conferred with Jack, the company CFO, on their financial position, leaving him to focus on the quarterly earnings responsibilities. Having acquired numerous fashion brands over the years, F-Five always had a healthy war chest available. With financial information in hand, she assured Jack that she had the acquisition under control. Together, they’d get through what looked to be an incredibly demanding week.

  She paused to review the written messages and emails that her assistant had highlighted upon her arrival. Aurora typed out a series of email responses to the numerous queries that had been presented to her. Just as she pressed send on the final message, she heard her assistant announce that the bankers from Morgan Stanley had arrived and were setting up in the conference room. Aurora smiled to herself. That was Jason for you, perfectly punctual as always.

  She made sure that coffee had been served to her guests before making her entrance. Wearing a perfectly accessorized chic business suit from Dior and the classic pair of pumps from Manolo Blahnik, Aurora stepped into the conference room. All conversation instantly halted as three impeccably dressed men stood and watched her brunette wavy hair bounce as she strolled confidently across the room to take her seat at the head of the table. She looked at the banker on her left. With short dark brown hair and steely blue eyes, he was her all-time favorite investment banker. “Good morning, Jason. Great to see you again,” she greeted. She turned to the bankers who sat on her right. “Douglas and Steven, so good to see you again. Thank you for coming on such short notic
e.”

  After a quick round of pleasantries they immediately got down to business. Aurora passed out the packets of information she had assembled along with the legal work she had asked be prepared by in-house counsel. She took her seat and got straight to the point.

  “I want shares.”

  “Pardon me?” Douglas asked on behalf of the Morgan Stanley team.

  “As an insurance policy, I want us buying up shares.”

  Douglas glanced at both of his colleagues before responding. “Is there any reason to believe this deal has gone hostile overnight?” He wondered what it was that Aurora knew that he didn’t. He didn’t like being in this position of not having all the information necessary to make informed client recommendations.

  “Not specifically,” Aurora explained. “There was a slight spike in overnight trading. There were certainly a lot of shares trading hands while we slept.” She took a slow sip of water before she continued. “As I sat in my office this morning, I wondered what John was thinking. He has to be putting together a number of strategies to mitigate this situation.”

  They all knew she was referring to her peer, John Noble. As founding CEO of Mayberry PLC, he was currently faced with a corporate nightmare. It was likely that the company would consider numerous options over the next few days.

  “I’ve only met John on two occasions, and I don’t know him well, but if I was in his shoes at this moment, and I was dealing with losing the company that I had built from the ground up, I’d be doing everything in my power to save it.”