by Kylie Hudson
No, I am falling for her.
In fact, I have fallen in love with Soraya Griffin. There is no sense me trying to deny that fact.
Soraya reaches over and kisses me on the lips. “One question, Mr. Romeo. Why did you have sex with me in the courtroom? Are you into perverted sex or something?”
Laughing, I pat her on the back. “I hate boring sex. I like fucking in public places and don’t tell me that making love somewhere where you are prone to discovery did not turn you on, because I know it did. Who feels it knows it, remember.”
She nods her head, “Yes I enjoyed the thrill. Where next do you plan to fuck me?”
CHAPTER 6
Soraya
Romeo and I have been playing cat and mouse games all day in the courtroom. I would attack him during testimony of witnesses, pointing to him for emphasis, when all I really wanted was an excuse to look in his gorgeous eyes, watching them twinkle.
Beneath by jacket my nipples are turgid and hurting, in need of his firm fingers kneading them. My sex is clenching at the thought of his dick pressing against the fold between my legs; his hot breath against my neck, and his voice reciting dirty words in my ears.
I am wet and horny.
Our lovemaking encounter in the courtroom seems to have awakened the sexual beast in me, and I am chomping at the bits to have Romeo inside my panties once more.
The man has me in heat, consumed by my lust for him
For the first time in my life I am craving for dick, but not just any dick. I need Romeo Hutton’s dick.
The hours seem to pass by with agonizing slowness, until finally we close another dramatic day. This time I do not rush out as I normally do to escape Romeo, but I take my time packing away my books, until the courtroom is almost empty. Then making my way to the elevator, I know that he is following me.
The elevator opens and I slip inside and I am pressing the ground floor button, when I see a familiar figure enter. I suck in air and a tingle erupts between my thighs. I can feel my juices soaking my panties for the umpteenth time today.
Romeo makes sure no one else enters the elevator. I take a deep breath expecting him to press all the buttons like he did the last time. However, he stands there grinning like a Cheshire cat. To say I am disappointed that he has not tried to steal a kiss, or cop a feel, is an understatement.
Then suddenly, the elevator jerks to a halt.
I start to panic.
Shit, we are stuck.
Then I notice Romeo’s lips curl into a smile.
“You planned this?” I look at him incredulously. “You can’t be serious. What are you up to, you naughty man?”
Romeo thunders forward and forcefully presses his hard body against mine. “We have about half an hour before this thing moves again. That’s thirty minutes to fuck you until you come,” he says matter-of-factly.
“Romeo, this is crazy.” I start to protest, but he silences me by crushing his lips against mine, smothering my attempt. Despite my surprise at his unexpected action, my body warms to him and my panties are literally soppy.
Romeo hikes up my skirt and grabs my ass, forcing his fingers against my flesh. “Shit.” The air rushes from my lungs. “I am so wet for you, baby.” He releases one of his hands from my ass cheeks, seizes the waist of my panties and with one pull tears it off, places it in the pocket of his jacket and then rubs his fingers against my trembling folds. Romeo’s finger strokes my clit assuredly and I groan, cataclysmic sensations washing over me. My little nub is on fire, as is the rest of my body.
“Ugg,” I grunt. “I want you, Romeo.” My voice is like that of an alien. Can you believe me, the ADA, having sex in a courthouse elevator? The idea of our audacious action causes me to drape one of my legs around his back.
Romeo forces one finger inside my sex and I go crazy, my body shuddering as he touches the fleshy part at the top my canal. This must be my g-spot he has found, because I start shaking like a leaf. I never expected sex in public places to be such a turn on, but the idea of his dick piercing my flesh inside an elevator has me panting with lust.
This is so surreal.
This can’t be me.
All my life I have been a good girl. Sex had been the furthest thing from my mind during high school, and after the incident with my uncle, I swore off men in college.
Now look at me, my skirt hiked up above my legs in an elevator, with a beast of a man pushing his fingers into my sex.
Romeo’s fingers feel so damn good as they brush my pleasure precinct. It’s as if my clit is jumping. All my erogenous zones appear concentrated into one point…the center of my universe. “Romeo, are we mad?” I pant. “This is more than crazy.” My hulking behemoth looks at me with glazed eyes. “Mad for each other, baby. Live with me on the edge. There is no turning back.”
All those nights of me fingering myself and imagining that a white knight in shining armor would come and sweep me off my feet, have been reduced to this moment. Except this is no knight, and neither does he wear a shining armor. This is a brute of a man, a killer perhaps, but I can’t resist his advances.
I am consumed by Romeo Hutton. By his Alpha Male persona and his rough, world-be-damned attitude – the total opposite of me.
“Take out my cock, Soraya.” He is not asking.
No, Romeo commands, and I find my fingers tugging at his belt and unzipping his pants, freeing a monster that rears its head and jumps out of its hiding place. Romeo’s prick is so big that I am in a haze as my fingers stroke the head, feeling the slickness of pre-cum coating the mushroom like monster.
“Oh shit, your fingers feel so good, Soraya,” he grunts, sparking a tremor in my tummy. I love when he calls me by my name, making the sex act so personal. It turns me on no end. “I want you down on your knees…I want to lodge my cock between those sweet lips of yours.”
I start to protest. I don’t know what to do, and so I feel clumsy and foolish. “I have never engaged in oral sex before,” I say shyly.
“Not oral sex… sucked a cock. Say it Soraya, sucked a cock.”
I have always been shy about saying anything sexual. “Sucked…a cock.” There, I said it, and it sounds so filthy coming from my lips, but at the same time so incredibly sexy.
“Kneel before me and take me in your mouth. It is my mouth to claim.”
Reluctantly, I kneel on the elevator floor in front of Romeo, and slowly bring his dick close to my mouth. The floor is cold and causes my knees to tremble. It is the ultimate subservient position for a woman as accomplished as myself to be in, but strangely enough, I like it…I like kneeling in front of my lover. Sexually, Romeo is the Alpha, my master indeed.
Romeo, like the sexual savage he is, uses his prick to slap me across one cheek and then the next, while he growls like a wounded bear.
I have never seen anything like this display of pure animal carnality, not even in porn movies, and my chest starts tightening, like it’s imploding. My heart is doubling or tripling in speed like it’s about to catch fire.
Romeo’s cock is pink and engorged. I can smell his arousal as his manliness thickens the air; clean and earthy like the forest at nights, and without daring to think I wrap my hand around his erection, gripping the base, feeling its power in my hand.
My billionaire’s body jerks forward, his cock growing thicker, harder and longer that I ever imagined. I make a fist around the shaft and begin to move it back and forth. “Fuck, oh fuck,” Romeo snorts and his cock comes alive in my hands, as if it has a mind of its own.
Lowering my head, my mouth moves towards his throbbing cock and I slowly lick the head with my tongue. His pre-cum tastes salty but I like its flavor, and another bolt of lightning slams the inside of my wet box.
I am charming the supple serpent with my tongue
“Shit, damn, that tongue,” he says in a raspy voice. “Baby, put your lips on my cock. Enjoy it because this is the one and only cock you will ever take in your mouth. Now that you are mine no man can dar
e come close to you.”
Finally, my lips curl over his dick head, my lips sliding over it. The first prick ever to pass my lips and it feels so good. The texture of his organ is like velvet, yet firm like concrete. It’s pulsing and so full of life inside my mouth.
Me, ADA Griffin, normally the master of my domain inside the courtroom, now stripped of my power and worshipping in front of a phallus, and loving it. My mouth worships at his altar, taking him in with devout desire. It’s as if my mouth was made to hold him as he slides his dick deeper and deeper inside.
Romeo’s dick has now become like male candy to me and I lasciviously lick and suck at its length. I am taking a hot, thrusting cock in my mouth and loving it.
Rome closes his eyes, his face contorted and his breath coming out in short gasps. His fingers knot in my hair working my head up and down his shaft. Then he pulls my mouth down on his dick, causing me to almost choke. “Be gentle. This is all new to me,” I grunt, as he catches himself and pulls it back out. I force my throat to open wider for him, taking him deeper.
I start sucking for dear life, sliding my head faster and faster over his dick, turned on by his raspy groans and grunts. I am enjoying the mixed emotion of being used as a toy by this man-god. He is having intercourse with my mouth, and my goodness, how I am loving it, even though my lips are starting to feel sore and my mouth violated.
“Stop,” he says firmly. “If you keep that up I am going to come and I want to shoot my load in your wet pussy. Do you want that?”
My mind is in a whirl. I have never wanted a man to pound my insides like I do now. “Yes, I want your dick…your cock,” I croak.
Romeo grabs me by the shoulder and pulls me up to him, kissing my lips roughly, stifling the groans into the back of my throat.
He is gruff, possessive and uncouth, but I revel in the experience. I enjoy the way this man commands me.
Yes, I needed an Alpha in my life.
A man like Romeo Hutton.
If only he wasn’t a killer.
And yes, the thought of this taboo relationship has my tummy in knots; has me on the edge of a cliff from which I want to hurl headlong into the dark, unknown abyss below.
As if I am a twig, Romeo scoops me up in his arms, forcing me to wrap my legs around his waist while he remains standing; my monstrous dick pressed against the entrance to my sex…no my pussy, Romeo would want me to say pussy.
“I am going to fuck your tight pussy, ADA Griffin,” he bellows. “You are guilty and need to be punished.”
My body is experiencing thrills I never thought possible as this illicit scene unfolding.
I am wet and ready, begging for him. His shaft teases my fold, coating itself in my wetness as the silky heat between my thighs captures him. Emboldened by my own reckless and wanton desire, I tug at the head of his dick, edging him ever so closer to the ultimate prize.
Passion flames hotly shoot inside me as I feel his cock fatten and press urgently against my sheath. My nails dig into his back, drawing blood and I whimper like a bitch in heat.
I begin writhing my hips shamelessly and suddenly Romeo plunges his shaft inside me. The inescapable thickness of what I have been craving, now nestled inside my canal, causes my body to go crazy, shuddering as he rams into me violently; each stroke causing me to say his name in muffled tones. His magnificent and delicious cock is plowing into me like a battering ram as my juices coat the inside of my thighs.
There is no question that Romeo wants to strip me of all resistance and make me his. “This is my pussy from now on, you hear me,” he snorts. “Mine and only mine. There will be no other cock filling this hole.”
I can only nod as tears flow down my cheeks.
Tears of pain.
Tears of pleasure.
All these years of pent-up sexual emotions are released from my being, pouring into his body and soul.
The tendons inside his neck are standing up in sharp relief as his dick sears into me as if branding me for life.
We become like animals now, bodies slapping against each other, his balls rubbing against my puckered asshole.
I am his concubine. His whore. This is the animal only he can bring out in me.
Hard, rough strokes are pounding my poor little pussy. My tender, inexperienced little sheath is getting the ride of her life.
His deep, deadly strokes are causing me to shake. This is now my mighty prince, my stallion, and although I am naïve sexually, my God-given femininity takes over and I grind and ride his cock. “Fuck, I am going to come inside you soon. This pussy is too good,” Romeo croaks as I feel the first tingle of my impending orgasm.
I grit my teeth against the onrushing explosion. The need for release building up inside me like a rising crescendo as Romeo moves hard and fast, jackhammering toward a desperate climax.
Romeo lets out a blood-curling growl of pleasure that flips me over the edge, causing a storm of lust to blow inside me. Grabbing my hips, he thunders inside me like a storm; his hot love erupting virile and volcanic. His manhood is dancing and spraying my insides, coating me in hot, sticky come.
Now it’s the turn of my body to tremble in orgasm overload, shaking me, causing me to feel like a helpless rag doll of desire. Erotic oblivion is gripping me, almost numbing my body and dashing me over the edge. My bones go liquid and my body quivering in contentment.
My orgasm is a blade that has severed me from all reality; desire in my core that has erupted in seismic waves.
I thrash and moan, lost in an earth-shattering climax.
My pussy coated with the seed of my lover.
Blissful, blistering pleasure consuming all that is me.
I have become lightning and shooting stars - A love-streaked comet set to shatter.
“I love you, Romeo,” I hear an unrecognizable voice moan, not even recognizing it as my own.
“I have loved you from the first moment I saw you,” he pants in my ears. “I don’t know what the future will bring, but all I know is that I am never letting you do. ADA Griffin you are mine, body and soul. Case closed. Verdict delivered.”
CHAPTER 7
Romeo
Dominic takes a deep puff of his fancy Cuban cigar and blows smoke all around the room.
My buddy is such a cavalier bastard, reminding me of Fidel Castro the way he is dragging away on what I consider a cancer causing agent. Hey, we are all adults up in here, so to each his own.
Dominic takes another puff and surveys the room. “Romeo, your intuition was indeed spot on,” he says, in that deep voice of his that sounds more like a growl than anything else. “Carl’s tapping of every phone and mobile and internet devices on the fucking planet, as well as my Intel on the ground, finger Logan Davoe and his mob crew as the ones who set you up in order to take over your land holding and build themselves a freaking mall through which they can launder more of the millions they are making. Seems the banks aren’t willing to take any more of their dirty cash and they are desperate.”
Carl scowls, his nerdish appearance forgotten for a moment, and in its stead now emerges the forceful look of a titan of the tech industry. “These guys knew your penchant for beautiful women and planted the girl to pick you up in the hotel bar. Not only that, but they had the bartender slipping mickeys in your drink…shit, this is like something out of a spy novel.”
Dominic leaps out of his chair, his normally handsome face taking on a devilish mask. To say he is angry is an understatement. The man is seething with rage. “Then the motherfuckers have the girl press you for rough sex and text her sister while in the bathroom that she was scared for her life. Then after you left, instead of paying her, they strangled the fucking life out of her and splashed your semen from the condom around her pussy. How fucking sick is that.”
Carl again takes over, continuing the saga. “They also pulled the hotel security tape of you leaving so you could not verify when you left, or the exact state you were in. But, I’ll get those tapes, don’t you worry.”
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Taking a deep breath, I blow air up in the ceiling. “I am going to kill those motherfuckers and feed them to the fishes,” I bark, shaking my head.
“The problem is,” Carl says. “It may take a little time to gather the evidence.”
“We don’t have much more time,” I bellow. “Doug,” I shout, pointing to my lawyer seated in a corner of the private board room beside Tanner and Noah. “Doug can only buy a few more days in court as the prosecution will be wrapping up their case soon. We are running out of time.”
Tanner shakes his head. “And if Romeo spends one night in jail I am sure they are going to have him eliminated.”
Doug finally stands up and paces the floor. “I know I can beat that hot-shot prosecutor Griffin. This is a damn circumstantial case.”
A burst of emotion wells up in my throat. “I don’t want us to beat her,” I sigh. “I want us to prove my innocence before the jury has to deliver a verdict. Being declared not guilty doesn’t tell my business partners that I am innocent.”
Doug looks at me calmly. “Romeo, I know you fancy the girl, but as your lawyer and friend, I say to you, we have to take her down in court.”
“And as your client, the one who is paying your very expensive fees, I am saying to Dominic and Carl, go gather the evidence, deliver it to the police and then privately we take their entire fucking operations down.”
A fire gashes in Dominic’s eyes. “Now you are talking like the Romeo I know. No matter what transpires, Logan and his crew are toast, and my merchants of death are just chomping at the bits to snuff them out.”
Dominic and Carl brief us on a few more items and then take their leave. Tanner and Noah gather by my side, eyes blazing from all the unaccustomed excitement. “Sounds like you are really taken by this prosecutor, big bro,” Noah opines, flexing his muscles. “Cause this sure ain’t like you to show any mercy to anyone.”
Tanner lets out a whistle. “And by the way, a friend of hers called me. I gather you gave her my number.”