by Alexis Angel
I buck my hips at him immediately, his cock brushing against my pussy; I do it harder, pinning his shaft between my crotch and his body, and then I start to rock my body, grinding against him as if I were delirious. God, I can already feel my juices dripping down my thighs.
“I love you, Athena,” Malcolm says suddenly, and I look at him with my mouth hanging open. I wasn’t expecting that, no doubt about it. And I heard right, didn’t I? Malcolm just told me that he loves me.
After fighting so hard for it, I managed to make him fall for me. All the teasing, all the seduction… It worked. There’s just one little detail that I didn’t know would be part of the equation.
“Say that again,” I ask him, looking into his as a smile dawns on my lips – a genuine, honest-to-God smile.
“I love you, Athena. I fucking love you,” he repeats and, even though I know he’s probably trying to find a way to both love me and save his business empire, I love it. The way these three words sound when they come out of his mouth in that deep voice of his… Oh, I hope this isn’t a dream! “Do you want me to keep saying it? Because I can,” he continues, and I can’t help but laugh.
I press my forehead against his and stay like that for a while, my eyes closed as I try to engrave this moment into my mind. Then I just press my lips on his, kissing him fiercely and feeling more than ready for the second round.
Still with his hands on my ass, he allows his fingertips to slide inward, my insides burning as I feel his fingertips nearing my ass hole. He runs his index finger along the length of my crack, only then pressing it over my hole. I press my forehead against his shoulder as he slides his finger one inch in, using his other hand to angle his cock down. As he moves his finger into my ass, he thrusts at the same time, the tip of his cock touching my inner lips and easily piercing me in a fraction of a second.
I claw at his back, my fingernails digging on his muscles as he starts his see-saw motion, his cock moving in and out of me with clockwork precision.
My pussy pulsing as he fucks me, I consciously tighten it around his shaft, intensifying the pleasure tenfold. I only last a few seconds, and then I have to ease the pressure. Even so, it’s enough for me to let out one harsh scream, my throat already starting to complain.
Fucking me relentlessly, Malcolm keeps on pistoning his cock into me as if he were a machine, his muscles showing no sign of exhaustion. In fact, I think that he could keep going for the duration of the day, holding me close as he thrusts over and over again, demolishing my pussy with his gigantic cock.
Unfortunately, I’m not that resilient.
My brain is already on fire, and I feel another vicious orgasm coming for me, its fangs ready to rip my mind into shreds. And that’s exactly what happens – Malcolm thrusts hard and deep, and I simply explode, arching my back and allowing pleasure to shoot up my spine and explode inside my skull.
For a moment, I think I even pass out. The pleasure is so intense that it feels like I’m floating, my soul leaving my body for a fraction of a second.
Oh, this isn’t sex. This is so much better than just sex.
Succumbing to the intensity of the ecstasy rushing through my veins, I throw my head back and let a loud moan erupt on my lips, the sound of my voice filling the whole room and echoing inside my head.
When I finally stop screaming, Malcolm allows me to fall back and I just collapse on top of the mattress. The moment I feel my back against its softness, I realize all muscles in my body are still twitching and spasming as I reel from the orgasm.
He lays down by my side, one of his hands resting over my right breast, and he lays one soft kiss on my cheek. His hands slides down my breast to my stomach, and then he keeps on going until his fingers are brushing against my wet pussy lips.
Placing his open hand over my pussy, he slides one finger in, hooking it upward until he’s touching my G-spot. He starts rubbing it, pressing there until my back is arched and I’m sighing heavily.
“Swear to God, I can’t get enough of your pussy, Athena… I don’t know what it is about you, but you drive me fucking crazy,” he whispers, sliding one more finger inside of me. As he starts to move his two fingers in and out of my pussy, he presses his thumb over my clit, rubbing it with wide circles until my eyes are shut and I’m bunching up the sheets. With one masterful stroke he presses hard on my G-spot as he applies the same kind of pressure on my clit - I come in a heartbeat, my hands moving erratically over the sheets as a convulsion of pleasure takes over both my mind and body. I’m shaking and trembling, all of me descending into a feverish state as he takes his fingers out of my pussy.
I’m still coming when he presses the tip of his cock against my pussy, feeding one inch of it into me. Reacting unconsciously, I lace my legs behind his back and reel him in, forcing him inside at once. His cock sheathed in me to the hilt, I start thrusting erratically, lifting my ass up from the mattress as I force his cock in and out of my pussy.
It doesn’t take more than a few seconds for him to take the lead - my hips are no longer moving and I’m just laying back as he starts to thrust, his hips moving so fast that my brain starts to overheat. I claw at his back, scratching and clawing as I urge him to go even faster, even it if that means leaving me in a catatonic state once we’re done. I don’t even care if I’m hurting him - all that I care about right now is that he fucks me as hard as humanly possible, using that gigantic cock of his to stretch my pussy wide and ruin me completely.
“Oh, God…” I moan, the blood in my veins starting to boil.
“I’m your God, Athena,” he whispers into my ear, his pace never dropping. “And I own you right now,” he adds, burying his cock so deep into me that he just rips a scream out of my throat.
He pulls back out slowly, just to thrust with all his strength again. He does that over and over again - sliding out of me as slowly as possible, making me hold my breath, and then going back in harshly. It doesn’t take long for my eyes to be rolling in their orbits, my muscles tensing up as electricity pools in them. I’m like a bomb about to go off, and there’s no disarming me. With each thrust of his I can feel the clock ticking down - until it finally reaches zero.
A numbness blankets my mind as I come, but this time I don’t moan or scream - I try to, but the only sound that my throat produces is a weak groan. My muscles twitch as if I’m being electrocuted, adrenaline coursing through me as it mixes with a batch of endorphins - a pure cocktail of sinful decadence.
I collapse on top of the mattress, mentally and physically exhausted. Malcolm gives me a break, pulling his cock out of me… But, of course, what he has in mind isn’t really a break: he starts kissing my neck, his lips tracing a downward line toward my breasts. He kisses the curve of my tits, lingering for a few seconds on each of my nipples, and then continues its descent toward the valley between my thighs. His kisses make my skin buzz and, the closer he gets to my pussy, the more my body starts to awaken from its stupor. When he finally reaches his target he starts by gently kissing my groins, taking his time as I recover from that mind numbing orgasm.
His lips go over every single inch of my inner thighs, carefully caressing my skin before he finally dives in: parting his lips, he fits them around my clit and sucks it in, circling it with his tongue at the same time. Feeling as if pleasure itself was stabbing me in the spine, I thrust, pressing my pussy against his mouth; he responds by opening it wide, placing it over my folds and sucking on them.
Feeling my lungs and heart about to explode, I try to calm myself and breathe deeply, but that’s an almost impossible task. The more I try to do it, the more furiously he starts to lick me, his mouth completely ravaging me. As he starts to slide his tongue past my lips and into my pussy, he presses his forearm across my waist and his thumb over my clit, massaging it. Even though even my soul is burning, I can’t fight the urges that beg my mind for more: I sway my hips back and forth and from side to side, rubbing my pussy against his face as I start to succumb again.
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p; For the millionth time since I entered his apartment, I come - I bury my fingers on his hair and keep him in place as I thrust as hard as I can, my pussy pressed tight against his mouth. I let the waves of pleasure crash against my soul, rapture enveloping me.
“OH, FUCK,” I scream at the top of my lungs, my mind completely demolished. I didn’t even know I could have these many orgasms. I mean, how many of them can I have? Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine that surrendering my body to Malcolm would be this amazing. He knows how to work my body with the mastery of a man experienced beyond his years and, right now, I can call myself the luckiest woman in the world.
And do you know what the luckiest woman in the world needs right now? She needs more.
Turning around on the mattress so that I’m liying flat on my stomach, I then push myself up with my arms, positioning myself on all fours. I sway my hips, wiggling my ass as an invitation, and then look back at him over my shoulder.
“Well?” I ask him, biting down on my lower lip. “Don’t tell me you’re tired already,” I tease him, and he just throws me a coy grin and, grabbing his shaft, kneels behind me and presses his tip against my pussy.
“I never get tired when you’re around,” he says and, with a smirk, thrusts. As his cock strains against my inner walls in its way in, a violent scream climbs up my throat and explodes in my mouth, waves of ecstasy riding through me as Malcolm starts to fuck me viciously.
I lose all notion of time as he thrusts, my body burning as my mind slowly drowns. My rational mind vanishes into oblivion, and all that’s left behind the wheel are my primal and savage urges.
I thrust back at Malcolm matching the movements of his hips. My ass cheeks slap his thighs, the sound of flesh on flesh driving me even more crazy. I’m sweating once more, pushing my body past all limits and forgetting about the exhaustion that is seeping from my muscles to my bones.
Gritting my teeth, I exhale sharply as he spreads my cheeks apart with his hands; he then runs his index finger over my crack, placing it against my hole. Slowly but steadily, he slides it in, a long moan tumbling out of my lips as I feel him go in. His whole finger inside of me, he starts to fuck me even more relentlessly - I’m not even moving anymore, I’m just there taking it in and trying not to pass out from all the pleasure.
“Malcolm…” I moan, the way his name feels on my tongue like a perfect aphrodisiac. “Harder! Harder…! HARDER!” I shout as loud as I can, my lungs hurting from the effort. I come violently, a shiver of ecstasy going up my spine as he stops moving, his cock deep inside of me.
My body still trembling, he pulls his cock out slowly, each inch that slides out between my inner lips making me tremble even more. The moment he lets go of me, I collapse on top of the mattress, seeing all black - I have to take a few deep breaths to steady myself, trying hard not to pass out. Who knew that obscene amounts of pleasure could make you pass out?
I turn around on the bed again so that I can look at him and I realize that his whole body has turned rigid, his muscles becoming as hard as concrete. I look at him, see him with eyes closed and gritted teeth, and get ready to finish the job – I sit up on the bed and reach for his cock, gripping tightly with one hand. Taking a deep breath, I start flicking my wrist as hard as I can, stroking him hard and doing my best to push him over the edge.
It happens fast.
His cock starts to spasm and a thought crosses my mind – moving fast, I lean forward and wrap my lips around his cock just in time, a torrent of cum filling my mouth at once. Cupping his balls as he comes, I stay in place while he empties his whole load inside my mouth. His flavor is salty and raw, manly like everything in him.
He keeps cumming for what seems like forever, his cum gushing inside my mouth with no end in sight. I feel my mouth becoming full, but even then I don’t pull back - I remain still, strands of cum dripping down my lips and chin. It’s simply too much for me to hold it all in my mouth, and it keeps on coming. Thick drops fall to my breasts, my chin covered in his semen… Only when I’m a wet mess does he finally stop, pulling his cock out of my mouth with an exhausted grin.
Proud of what I just did, I smile at him, opening my mouth and showing him his own cum.
“Beautiful,” he says, leaning forward. His lips touch mine and, before I even know what I’m doing, I’m pushing my tongue inside his mouth, opening my mouth wide and swapping his cum with him. It’s crazy, and it’s absolutely naughty – and I love every second of it. I mean, how couldn’t I? What we’re doing is dirty and kinky but, on the other hand, it’s just so intimate.
When our kiss finally ends, I open my eyes and lock them on his; I lick my lips wantonly, scooping whatever cum I can, and just swallow it. He looks at me as if he were entranced, the expression on his face one of pure delight.
When I’m done, I simply collapse on the mattress, spreading my legs and arms to the side, exhaustion suddenly filling every fiber of my being.
“I love you, Malcolm,” I find myself saying, my voice just a whisper. Oh, I’m so in over my head right now.
Oh God. It just dawns on me.
How fucked am I?
Athena
The cold air of New York’s night wraps itself around me, caressing my skin with its cold embrace and my mind with whispers of doubt.
I snuck out of Malcolm’s apartment as he slept, doing it just like a thief afraid of getting caught. I simply couldn’t remain there. Lying by his side, I remained wide awake as he fell into a deep sleep. I stared at the ceiling for God knows how long, just hearing the beating of my own heart and Malcolm’s soft breathing.
And then… I just couldn’t take it anymore.
I pushed the sheets back and, moving as silently as I could, I slid out of the bed and got dressed in the darkness of his bedroom. I left on tiptoes, careful not to wake him, and glanced one last time at him before I left the room. The sheet covered half of his body, hiding his cock from sight but allowing me a glimpse of his rock hard abs, his chest softly rising and falling as he breathed.
I can’t even start to tell you how hard it was to leave then. I was just seconds away from taking my dress off and crawling under the sheets once again. I bit on my lower lip as memories of everything we did flood my mind but, somehow, I find the necessary courage to do what I have to do. And so I turned on my heels and left, silent as a mouse. Why? Because I’m a fraud.
I’m a liar.
I’ve been lying to Malcolm all along, seducing him because I was worried about my company… and now I’ve fallen in love with him, and I’ve fallen really hard. Karma is a bitch, right? Worst of all, I have no idea what I should do now.
If Malcolm admits he’s in love with me, I’m sure Ben will use that to ruin him… But if I just step out of this whole mess, removing myself from the equation to try and save him, Ben will leak the tapes and drag me and my company through the mud until there’s nothing left but ruins.
But I can’t lead Malcolm on.
I can’t ruin him like this.
The woman I was before getting to know Malcolm would do it in a heartbeat, but that woman had ice running in her veins. Malcolm melted all that ice and now… Now I can’t destroy him.
I’ve parked my car around the block and, the moment I see it, I open the door with one click of my keys. Sitting behind the steering wheel, I lock myself inside and throw my head back against the headrest. I take a deep breath, trying to think of a solution; then, with a sigh of resignation, I take my phone out of my purse and go through the call log. Finding what I’m looking for, I press the Dial green button and press the phone to my ear.
“Yeah?” I hear Ben’s voice on the other side of the line and, with that, loud music. The asshole he’s probably partying in some club right now, not giving a fuck about me or anyone else. That’s Ben for you—a complete sociopathic asshole. “What the fuck do you want, Athena? Did Malcolm admit he has fallen for you?” I can hear the eagerness in his voice, and I have to struggle against the urge to simply end th
e connection. But no, I just take a deep breath and try to rearrange my thoughts.
“Ben … this isn’t going well,” I start to stay, praying to God that my words come out truthful. “Things aren’t working out between Malcolm and I, and I --”
“Oh, please, Athena,” he cuts me short, his tone one of amused annoyance. “Feed that bullshit to someone else. You’ve always been a shitty liar.”
“It’s not a lie, it’s --”
“Shut up, Athena. Remember what I told you; do your fucking job and everything will be okay. Don’t, and you and your company we’ll be fucked. For good. I can do more than just release these tapes, you know? Just like I have dirt on you, I have it on other people as well … and some of them are reporters. Can you imagine the kind of bullshit a reporter would print just to get rid of me?”
This time I don’t say a thing. I know exactly the kind of shit a reporter would print in a situation like that. I mean, I’m working on the ruin of the man I’ve fallen for, and that because I’m being blackmailed. Printing a smear article is nothing when compared to that.
“When did you turn into such a bastard, Ben?” I ask him, anger replacing the feelings of frustration I was feeling just minutes ago. He’s lucky he’s not here right now, because I’m not sure if I’d be able to suppress the urge to kick him in the balls.
“I’m not a bastard, babe, I’m a realist. And I’ve always been this way… It was you who thought I was some kind of fucking Prince Charming. You’re a hot woman, Athena, but you really gotta pack those rose-colored glasses of yours.”
I’m about to tell him to fuck off when I hear the voice a woman.
“Who're you talking to?” I ask, and Ben says something I can’t quite hear. Then, just like that, he ends the connection. I throw my phone over to the passenger seat and close my eyes; I rub my temples with my thumbs, already feeling a headache brewing inside my skull.