Our lips met and I sank deeper into the pool of attraction and lust that had pulled me in his eyes. There was no excuse for this because my eyes were opened, I was staring into his eyes as he softly tugged at my lips.
I had to not be in my right senses because I did just the same, pulling at his lips and parting my lips open so he could invade it with his tongue and when he did, I invaded his tongue with mine. What I didn’t know, was that I was permitting him to take this a step further, but when Alexandro King was given a mile, he took ten. Let’s just he took it several steps further.
I felt all gentleness in him give way when the muscles under my hand ticked and his movement became aggressive.
The pressure of his lips became harder, and his urgency crossed the line. I gasped for breath when his lips left mine, but he gave me only a second before he crushed his lips against mine from another angle. I could only moan into his mouth when his tongue snaked through my lips and slid across my tongue.
I lost knowledge of which was his tongue, and which was mine when they began the dance of intimacy.
It was my first make-out session and I’m going to spare myself the regrets and enjoy this. Not like it was in my will to stop it.
I couldn’t even gasp the shock that ran through me when I felt his hands on my zipper and felt the top of my clothes fall loose.
The man had to be an expert at this because his mouth didn’t leave mine as he freed my hands off my clothes. It fell to my waist, exposing my breasts, not to his eyes, but to his hands.
My bra was strapless and all he had to do was push it down before my nipples which had been anticipating his touch sprang free.
He broke our kiss to look at them.
“So beautiful,” He murmured, trailing tiny kisses down my neck while I surrendered to his touch. My head bent backward, and my eyes closed.
I hung on his shoulders for support as his lips finally met my breasts.
Something snapped beneath my eyes, control shifted beneath my reach as lust poured into my blood.
My breasts were not so small, I liked to think I had breasts that fitted my size perfectly and loved that they were full and round. But I had small nipples and Xandro was about to rip them out of my chest.
Maybe because they were small, my nipples were crazy sensitive. Sometimes, they hurt when I wore a bra for too long and they were always aching when I was on my period, but right now I couldn’t tell if Xandro was making them feel better or worse, what I knew was that I didn’t want him to stop.
I loved how he pulled them with his teeth and soothed the sting with his tongue. I saw blue when he sucked at them and moaned when his fingers pinched them.
My hands at his shoulders moved down his back before my fingers scraped back up to tangle in his hair.
I pulled his thick strands into oblivion, his ministration taking me out of reality. There was more and I wanted to reach that more.
Heat and arousal had gathered between my legs and dared to press myself harder against his skin. I itched to get rid of my clothes and feel his touch all over me. I badly ached for him to touch me like he had done the last time I prayed he didn’t stop this time.
Lust must have put me in a bind because I slipped the rest of my suit down my legs and was naked, except for my black panties which I knew were already soaked with arousal.
I never knew I could be like this. Or that sex could be like this. And I hadn’t even had sex yet. Was this the good part? Sex was just the part that hurt?
Alexandro King moved his hands to my thigh to spread them further apart. He moved away from my breast to look down at my bare tights before looking at me in the eyes. I saw the devil smile rise on his lips and I didn’t find the grace to save myself.
I had once heard that one could be a slave to the flesh, but I had not believed it. Since I became Mrs. King, I have begun to develop a great taste for luxury and comfort.
Alexandro’s hands were a luxury, one I couldn’t get enough of after the first day he touched me.
There are things we live most of our lives without having, but once we get a taste of it, we can’t seem to let it go anymore, it seems like we can’t have enough of it.
One slide of my finger into my panties had me moaning aloud. His name had become a chant in my head that I tried to keep out of my lips.
Xandro. Xandro. Xandro.
My Alexandro.
My eyes opened in realization as those two words sounded clearly in my head. Did I just personalize Alexandro?
My whole body froze.
He didn’t seem to notice as he brought his shoulder up to my lips. I shamelessly licked his skin. Maybe later I’d ask myself why I did that, but at that moment, it felt as soothing and delicious as fuck.
“Bite me if it hurts.” The words rumbled out of his throat, deep and hot. I didn’t understand until I felt two fingers force their way inside of me.
I bit down. Hard!
The scream wedged at my throat and threatened to choke me, and I bit down harder. I felt, invaded, pushed, pulled, and stretched. The feeling was foreign, like nothing I had felt before, and less painful than I remembered. Then I felt him pull out, I licked at his skin that I had bitten as I felt guilty for it, later I wished I had done more than bite him because he had crazy plans in store for my body.
I’m going to deny the consciousness of this. My legs, on their own accord, tightened together to trap his hands while the moan I had long held escaped my throat.
His hands steadily teased my thighs apart, before diving him, I raised my hip to meet his hands, the pain had gone, but it left a blaze of pleasure in its trail.
He began teasing me, pushing me towards pleasure then pulling me back, pushing his fingers deeper only to withdraw them but the pleasure grew higher with each thrust, it took me soaring into a world where my moans were a melody, and his touch was bliss.
I opened my eyes to see him watching my face, I wondered what I looked like in his eyes, the intense look on his face gave nothing away as his fingers played me and my body danced to his tune.
He held my eyes when his fingers curled inside me and pushed me over the edge of a cliff I had never been on before.
The feeling was scary and beautiful. It brought pleasure as well as peace, I saw myself on the cloud and I touched stars. I wanted to keep this moment in a glass and hold it forever.
I closed my eyes as he withdrew his fingers and watched me catch my breath. I remembered how my insides clenched madly around his fingers as I came.
I wondered how he felt at the moment, but he opened his mouth and reminded me of the kind of bastard he was.
“I guess there was no need to bother about you finding it hard to touch me. You’d do just fine.”
There was this feeling that always come with doing the wrong things, guilt, and shame. Guilt is strongest when you’re not caught, shame wields most power when you’re caught.Today, I thought guilt would eat me up and I had lost any form of shame when I willingly put my body under Alexandro’s hands.His words were a wake-up call to me, I held my head high and worked my clothes back on, but I was still in disarray when Chloe walked in.Maybe is should have simply been grateful that she hadn’t come in when I was writhing under Alexandro’s touch, but that didn’t make me feel better. Surprise was evident in her eyes making shame raise its evil head inside of me.My head remained low in shame as Alexandro worked his shirt back on. Chloe turned her back to us and kept her head low. I found no grace to lift my head either.“Emily.” He called my name when his clothes were finally in place, I forced my head up to meet his eyes and saw the triumph in them.“Maybe we need to work on the after. Yo
How? What? When?Okay, maybe I knew when. I knew because I had listened to it myself earlier. I had watched Alexandro’s recording of me. It had been on my phone, and I remembered watching it before I deleted it. I even cleared it off my backup files to make sure it was totally out of my phone.Who would have done this? It couldn’t be Alexandro, could it?He wouldn’t do this to me, and then put it in my face, besides, I was sure it wasn’t here before I left the room. It either came there while we were shopping or while the delivery guys did their job.Whatever was in the envelope scared me. It’s scared me very badly. What if it was a nude picture of me? Was it possible this room was bugged?My heart banged in my chest, fear filled my bones and my hands trembled as I reached to pick the envelope. Whatever was inside was flat and thick, like a picture card. It was sealed.With trembling hands, I opened it, breaking the seal and holding my breath. I unsteadily pulled the sheet out of the
It turned out that Alexandro King had a lot of things I didn’t know about, I also had a lot of things I didn’t know about too. Like an international passport.But I was traveling in a plane with only four other people, Alexandro, two pilots and one attendant.I had a feeling Alexandro had fucked her before because she kept giving him a sexy look, opened two extra buttons that revealed her cleavage, and kept trying to jiggle her breast in my front.I didn’t care, except that I thought it was absolute disrespect to try to seduce a man in front of his wife.Call me crazy, but when she turned to enter a door, I didn’t have an idea where it led, I stood up and followed her.Her face fell as soon as she looked back and saw me, but I gave her a death glare that had her moving forward.Her legs shook as she pushed her tiny silhouette heels forward, I had to admit she had a nice ass. What was Alexandro’s taste exactly, Lauren had very crazy huge boobs, this one’s boobs looked nice, but I could
No one was on the other side waiting for us, but Alexandro insisted we held hands out the plain. Stella and someone who I didn’t see on the plane helped us pack our bags out while Alexandro and I drove in a separate car to our destination.Because it would be rude to be sitting beside him with my ear pods in my ears, I removed them and kept them in their case. My ears were hurting a little too, it wasn’t so easy to keep them in your ears for hours.I had carried this funny cap along that shielded my face from the sun but just held it in my hand and didn’t wear it, until I was ordered to.“Wear it.” My head snapped in his direction to see what he was talking about; my mind wasn’t there. It was far away, wondering how we would pull this off and make everyone believe that we were a real couple. Looking back, I realize I had underestimated Alexandro King’s acting skills.He signaled to the cap in my hands with his eyes, “Oh.” It was at the tip of my tongue to ask why, but I swallowed it p
I couldn’t tell when the shift happened. Where Alexandro’s actions moved from ‘just for show’ to being intentional.My heart skipped a beat at his words. The memory of his head between my legs sent a shiver through me and I couldn’t help getting turned on at his words.My hands were still wrapped around his neck when the suite door opened, and we walked in. Paris had to be magical, we seemed to be moving from one world to another, one dreamland to another. A place of imagination because this couldn’t be real.This place had to be special.It was in my head that we were just going to another hotel, and when I saw that it was just one of Alexandro King’s hotels, assumed the interior would be the same or similar to the one we were coming from. Only for the sight before my eyes to remind me that this was Paris.It had a beautiful view. The first thing that caught my eye was the beach. People were jumping and playing, looking happy, and kids running around in shirts, the women wore almost
ALEXANDRO KINGI felt it the moment she broke out of her lust haze. What I didn’t know was why. Everything had been going smoothly. She wanted me from the moment my lips touched hers, I had thought this would be it.I had no intentions of having her today, maybe I was sure she’d be under me before we left for home, but today had been unexpected.It had seemed like she set out to seduce me. The first was with the dress, it was soft and light, like another skin, and it made me want to touch her.Then her little drama with Stella, she didn’t know I knew about it, but I liked to have my eyes everywhere. I couldn’t believe she could be successfully intimidating. It was a beautiful sight. Stella and I had never had sex, and I didn’t go around fucking my staff, but there was a time I spent hours traveling and, on the plane, and we had come a bit close. I wasn’t stupid enough to repeat one mistake twice. I still had Alisha on my neck, and I didn’t have any idea of how to unhook her from my sk
EMILY KINGHe couldn’t go slow.I didn’t want him to. I was scared, I wanted to get over with this. I needed to cloud my mind and this was the most potent way. I loved the feeling of his body under my hands, how his muscles jumped at my touch, I only melted like butter under his.He took that thrill away by handing my hands up, I needed a form of contact, I needed to touch him one way, I leaned in and caught his lips again.He groaned into my mouth; I loved it. I didn’t have much experience in kissing but I kissed him the way he kissed me. Open-mouthed, consuming, devouring. It was way better this way, I felt more. I sucked at his lips, enjoying how it felt inside my mouth, it was smooth to lick, and it gave me a wonderful thrill.He snapped away before I could do it again, I scrolled at him. He wasn’t touching me and he wouldn’t let me touch him. I didn’t know where he found it, but he brought up a rope and swirled it around my hand, restraining me from touching him, it was tight eno
I didn’t stop screaming his name. it had become a prayer on my lip, a plea for satisfaction. I arched my back to meet him.It felt so good. The movement of his tongue pushed me towards the edge, I moaned over every slide, every dip, every lick. Dear God, I was going to come. I felt the rush coming at me so hard it stole my breath away.One second I thought I was going to come, I could already taste the climax on my tongue and the next he withdrew his touch completely off me. It felt like I was yanked away from paradise. I scrawled my legs at him, close to howling out in pain and screaming his name, but when I opened my eyes, he was over me.His hands pulled my legs apart as I saw his dick approach me. My throat went dry for another reason. The need to cum seemed to choke the fear of his size. I wanted him so badly.I was too far gone to fear anything, when I felt the tip of his cock on my entrance and his finger tightened over my hip, I shut my eyes hard and anticipated the feeling. I