Chapter 3.1

Chapter 3.1

WHEN Anastashia felt the elevator rise, she looked away from Arthuro. She stared at her reflection on the smooth metal wall of the elevator.

He didn't move. Anastashia feels that Arthuro wants to do something to her. If there is, she won't want it. That was also in her plan that she had to follow. But she couldn't stop the nervousness that rose in her heart. This isn't her first time to fuck with a stranger. She has had sex before but it feels different now. But she tells herself that it is a normal thing.

She glances at him. When she looked at Arthuro, she only then realized the horror she was feeling. She was horrified by her thoughts.

This is it, Anastasia! Don't waste your hard work! She advised herself.

Actually, there was nothing in her plan that went as far as having sex with Arthuro. All she really wants to happen is to seduce him and be submissive. But with what she thought, with her current feeling of gust of emotion, she put it aside immediately. She wants to feel his flesh.

"You make me insanely horny, Anastasia." His gaze was murderous. His gaze seemed to burn her. It seems like she can't do justice to her revenge.

Arthuro stepped closer to him. She was just looking at Arthuro.

He spoke again, "You are responsible for my desire for you now. You started this, you will end this,” Anastashia knew what she was getting into. She takes a risk. But she guesses this is the risk that she should regret. Or is she right to regret it?

Anastashia was nervous because of Arthuro's burning gaze.

He stepped again. “You will regret this. You made me crave you.”

Those are spicy words. She could not understand the beating of her heart. Her heart shouts something unclear.

The young man's movement was still fast at four o'clock. His body was glued to her body. It turned violent.

He held her cheek and kissed her passionately. His kiss is dangerous and can destroy her in no time.

"Oh, Arthur!" she screamed as his lips moved away from hers.

Arthuro moved a little away from her body. Anastashia thought that was all there was to it, but it wasn't. Arthuro quickly removed his clothes from her entire body.

She guesses he's not in his right mind anymore and doesn't think they're in the elevator anymore. At any moment the elevator would stop and it would open without them realizing it.

Anastasia also thought about that incident. This is what she wants but she knows it is not the right place just to fuck with Arthuro. But she could not stop the gust of her emotions.

"I will fuck you now, Anastasia. I'm so horny. You are responsible for how I feel.” The desire was clear in every utterance of Arthuro's words. He wants to explode.

Anastashia can feel his thirst for sex. It's obvious that he hasn't had active sex recently.

When their bodies touched again, she felt his warmth. She knew what kind of heat it was.

His lips moved away from hers and he knelt in front of her womanhood.

"It's my responsibility, Arthuro. I will not deny you this thing.” Anastasia didn't flinch. "It's all yours, Arthuro." Her voice made it easy to sound so sexy and horny.

Anastasia saw the change in expression on his face. He looked at her with surprise in his eyes.

"Y-you didn't wear underwear?" Arthuro asked in amazement when he realized that she wasn't wearing her underwear.

She bit her lip and couldn't help but have a light on her face. This is her plan. She didn't wear underwear to make the scene easier.

She plans it very well. She really put time into being like this. All she has to do is to get her performance into a higher level.

Arthur laughed. He couldn't stop himself from looking at her womanhood again. The cut on his lips widened.

And Anastasia can't content herself just by it. Arthuro must have done something because her leg was shaking. He is very horny.

"Of course, it's easy to make lust with you." She bit her lips after she said that. She finds it hot as hell.

"I like the way you make it," he said in a deep voice. His ears tickled because of that.

A few moments passed and the young man ignored him. He focused attention on her burgeoning femininity. She, on the other hand, hung her thigh on his shoulder so that she could better look at her reddened and shining femininity.

She wants to feel his fingers inside her. She couldn't help but think about that when she had just planned.

Then she didn't speak anymore.

She kept up with what the young man did. "Make it hard or even more, Arthuro. Oh! Yes!” she screamed with pleasure. He played with his gem.

Seconds later, she felt Arthuro's soft and warm palm on her known femininity. He rubs it smoothly, that makes Anastasia moan in a long way. It made her feel the true power of the palm of his hand. Even gently stroking her femininity is like bringing her closer to the sky. She is like swinging in the clouds. It was strange on her body, it made her hair stand up. Arthuro is good at rubbing her pearls. The feeling she feels is unexplained. She couldn't tell if she really enjoyed it or if she was just dreaming. Arthuro's hand was good at caressing her boasted gem.

At the same time as she was clinging to Arthuro's hair, she said the same thing. "I-I don't know why... ugh... Michel... oh... yes!"

"Just give me a loud moan, Anastasia. That's good to hear,'' he ordered, his voice deep and truly manly.

This was lustful! Too much.

That's when Anastashia pointed out the release of loud growls. He was strong and seemed to be delirious from the strange sensation she felt.

"I want you to rub it as fast as you could," she ordered Arthuro out of her own hands.

But Arthuro stopped stroking her womanhood. She cursed because he was about to get out but it stopped. She hung up. Arthur looked at her. His eyes are like investigating her.

"Keep going, Arthuro. Rub me again. Enter me.” She doesn't know why she said that because it came out of her mouth on its own. She seemed to feel annoyed with the young man. Is Arthuro's effect on him like this? He is making her insane. She can't bear it. He is hanging.

However, Arthuro did not follow her. He stood up with her arms around his and kissed her on the lips which made her stop. And when the young man moved away from her a little, she looked at his masculinity. Arthuro rushes as his readiness goes along with the beating of her heart.

"You like my manhood, Anastasia?" His voice is attractive. Sexy and dirty.

"No, Arthur." She lied because that was what she knew would make the young man work.

"You must like it." He came to her again and pressed his manhood to her chest.

He kissed her on the lips. His kiss seems rough but sexy. She can feel his motivation.

"You can access me, Arthuro. It's for free.” She wraps his leg around Arthuro's waist so that Arthuro's readiness can enter her womanhood. "Put it in!"

Then the young man stopped kissing her neck. The young man grasped the tree of his readiness and focused it on her wet womanhood. A strong sensation surrounds her body. A warm and bold feeling invades; she can absorb it.

Arthuro slowly inserted his masculinity into her. What Anastashia felt was the indescribable pleasure while his full manhood had not been fully inserted inside her. The young man stopped moving. Because Anastashia couldn't stand it, they changed positions. She sat in front of Arthuro's manhood.

Anastasia bites her lower lip again and she hums. "Um... very long." She bit his lower lip again.

Arthuro's manhood is really long because he is of British descent and he's proud of it. Also because of his height, he was able to marry many women. He has pleased many women before. No matter where he goes he can't help himself.

He is a healthy man so of course he will look for it and besides that, his ex-girlfriend Michel said, he is a passionate sex addict. He didn't deny that either.

And now when he's close, he can't help himself. He is being seduced by Anastasia. He is insanely horny. His body is burning like a wildfire. He has always had his eye on Anastasia. He just hid his feelings for the woman, but she was Michel's friend. But now, he doesn't know why Anastashia attracted him. He saw no reason.

When his position with Anastasia changed he felt even more joy. Honestly, he hasn't felt it before. This sensation isn't burning his body. He felt it only now since they were still at the bottom of the building. Only Anastashia makes him like this.

“Oh… Holy cow!” he moans. Anastasia sucked his manhood.

He wants her to stop because he knows she is still Michel's friend, but he can't do it. The influence of lust invades his whole body. The only thing he wondered was why she wasn't afraid of him, that's how Anastashia knew him to be a dangerous and super big boss.

"Ugh." Seems good, warm, and dirty. That's what he feels as Anastasia continues to absorb his manhood.

When he felt that he was going to come out, he grabbed her hair and tightened it to bury his length in her throat. He doesn't care if Anastasia gets hurt. What he wanted was to shoot his sweaty juice inside Anastashia's mouth.

“Oh! Oh! Oh!” he moaned one after the other as he came out and stiffened his seemingly stiff legs.

When he confirmed that he couldn't get anything out from inside him, he quickly got dressed. He looked at Anastashia, she was already dressed and seemed to be smiling at him.

He came a little closer to her and caressed her cheek, then he violently pulled her hair to bring her dry lips closer.

“Shit!” Anastasia cusses.

He didn't care if he hurt her. That's what she wants. And after he kissed her, the elevator door opened just in time. He adjusted his necktie. But before he exited the elevator, he said something.

"Don't tempt me anymore, Anastashia. You don't know me at all. And act like my secretary because this is my territory.” Then he exited the elevator.