The Affair (2)

He closed the distance between them, with each step he took, the flames of her desire for him heightened. She loved the intensity of the emotions at play in his eyes as he held her gaze. There was unmistakably lust and desire. She felt a fresh pool of moisture settle in between her legs as he walked up to her.

Not knowing what he wanted to do to her was doing her head in. When he was inches away from her, she held her breath and then he knelt in front of her. She was stunned as his hands slowly worked up the way to her inner thigh. She grabbed on to a chair nearby, not trusting herself to stand her own two feet without support.

He ever so lightly brushed his fingers against her crotch. She bit down on her lower lip, stifling her gasp.

He looked up at her, “Don’t fight it, I want to hear the sounds you make when I please you...”

She exhaled.

He slipped a finger inside her panties and rubbed against her slickness. “Are you always this wet?” he asked in a hoarse voice.

She felt heat in her cheeks, as she bowed her head avoiding his gaze, her thoughts wandered to the few times when it didn’t feel like Luke was doing her favour, yet nothing compared to this. “No” she admitted shamefully.

“Good” he murmured, then he raised up her dress and leaned forward and with his mouth and teeth, he carefully pulled down her panties. She had never felt anything like this as a wave of pleasure coursed through her body. He pulled her panties all the way down with his hand.

She gasped, when his thumb flicked against the nub of pleasure. His thumb pressed and rubbed against her clit causing her to moan in pleasure, her juices flowed freely trickling down her leg. She felt so hot and bothered, “Please more…” she begged him to touch her even more daringly.

“Spread your legs.” He said in commanding tone, without any hesitation, she did, granting him more access to her. He slid a finger inside.

She shut her eyes and bit down on her lower lip. “Mmm…” when her eyes fluttered open, she caught her reflection in the mirror.

“I want you to watch yourself come undone.” He said as his finger moved in and out of her, her muscles tensed, his movements became intense causing her to cry out in pleasure. He was staring at her through the mirror.

She moved her hips to match his movement, when she was near her release, he pulled his finger away.

She gasped, when he put his finger in his mouth and licked it off clean, maintaining eye contact, he groaned in satisfaction, she could feel herself getting wet all over her again. She was not expecting it, if she was honest to herself, she was not expecting anything that he was doing to her.

In an unexpected action, he leaned forward and licked her, her knees weakened as his velvet tongue licked her folds. His movements were torturously slow, her grip on the chair tightened, she bent over, moaning in pleasure. His tongue flicked the pink bundle of nerves and suckled until she felt drowned in pleasure, she wanted more, she spread her legs even further, he parted her slick folds and skilfully worked his tongue until she was writhing in pleasure, “Please…” her knees buckled, as she begged for release.

He took her to heights of pleasure with his tongue and just when she thought she was finally going to get her release, he pulled away causing her to need more.

“Please, fuck me!” she yelled, the need was raw, her heart was pounding in her chest. When he pulled away, he had a smug smile on his face and made a big show of licking his lips. Her knees grew weak but he picked her up bridal style just in time and carried her all the way to the bed. He helped her take off her shoes and then they began to remove the rest of their clothes.

Scarlett felt different, as she held his gaze. She felt empowered and confident as her eyes strayed to the bulge straining against his tight fighting pants. It didn’t matter that she had practically begged him to fuck her, she knew, she had as much power as he had over her. She proved it there and then, she watched as his eyes darkened as her dress dropped to the ground and pooled around her feet, his eyes were fixated on her full perky breasts, she felt them harden under his gaze.

When he freed his cock from the restraints of his shorts, her eyes widened at the size of him. She could already tell he was big from the bulge in his pants but seeing him in the flesh made her believe she had underestimated his size, he saw her gawking and that damned smirk formed on his lips again. “Get on the bed.” He ordered.

She did as she was told.

“I want you to look at the mirror.” He told her, “I want you to look at yourself as I fuck you.”

Anticipation grew in her, as felt the bed dip when he climbed on it, she saw him come behind her in the mirror. She arched her back, she reached behind her and spread her ass cheeks for him, opening herself to him.

He spanked her ass. It was a perfect mixture of pleasure and pain. He rubbed himself against her wet folds. Her body stretched to accommodate the size of him, and then he pushed into her, the pleasure she felt as he grazed her g-spot, made the pain she felt at the beginning inconsequential. He moved slowly at first until she adjusted to the size of him and his rhythm. Their gaze was locked in the mirror, he squeezed her plump breasts.

He let out a satisfied groan at the same moment she moaned. It evoked a pleasant feeling in her, he gradually increased the pace of his movements, he plunged into her, repeatedly hitting her pleasure spot. Her moans got louder, he squeezed her breasts and tugged at her sensitive nipples.

One hand lightly wrapped around her neck in a chokehold as he slammed into her. Her body moved with him in a timeless dance as he plunged deeper and his moves faster. Their eyes locked in the mirror. She was beyond aroused by the reflection of them in the mirror. Her free breast jiggled, matching the rhythmic way their bodies moved, his muscled thighs on each side of her, the feeling of his balls rubbing against her. He gripped her waist as they neared their high.

“I am cumming…” she announced in a teary voice. He pulled away and plunged in harder. She clenched her muscles and just when her release came, he jerked and pulled releasing all over her ass…

Scarlett was pulled into reality by the fresh wetness in between her legs as she thought about the night before. As the cold air caressed her naked skin and she stared at empty side of the bed where the stranger had slept, all the emotions she had supressed came rushing back to her. The betrayal, the disappointment, the fact that she was awfully alone in a city with no one who cared for her. The reality was harsh but it was her reality, not even the pleasures of the night was enough to change it. the waterworks burst open in that moment. Her lips quivered, a knot formed in her throat, she held herself in her arms and cried until her pillow was soaked with her tears.