Nerthus“He is gay.” I scoff. “That’s what makes him special. Men usually give me the ick.”“Me too?” Our eyes meet again, and it suddenly seems like there isn’t enough air in the room.I clear my throat and press my tongue to my teeth. “What do you think?”“I think you are pretty itching for me.”“Agh, is the spray still having that much effect? By giving you hallucinations, I mean.”He chuckles again, leaning closer to me. And I hate how my skin yearns for his touch, making me think ‘finally.’“See.” He just whispers, as if he was able to look into my soul. My eyes follow him slowly as he presses his warm lips against my cold skin. And even if I would like nothing more than to wipe off this smug grin of his, it makes my heart beat faster.Stupid thing. “I don’t know what you mean.”“So, you are repulsed by me. And would like to go on entertaining other men. And when you are busy, you want me to take another woman.”The way my body reacts to this has me questioning my sanity. I have
Nerthus Sun beams streaming into the room aggressively wake me up rather brusquely. As I stretch myself on the bed, I groan happily and get up in a good mood. After washing my face, I get to the kitchen to make breakfast as my attention gets caught by a movement outside. I find the reason of my peaceful sleep practically camping in front of my door as I step on the little patio. “Good morning, guys.” I shout happily, spotting the two men looking back at me with a frown. “How is your nose?” My former abductor scoffs, pointing to his bruised face. “It is wonderful, thank you so much.” I laugh, crossing my arms over my chest. “Why don’t you guys come in? I’ll make you breakfast.” As the broken-nose-man seems to hesitate. His young colleague practically lights up. “Oh, that would be awesome. Thank you!” He is already sprinting into the cabin, followed by our sulking friend. The men take their place and look around in silence as I prepare our breakfast, humming. “So, what are your
NerthusBy the moment I’m climbing on the giant bed in my flimsy dress and high heels to position myself in the middle of it, my panic is already rising.I had the brilliant idea of thanking him by surprising him and got into the penthouse.Without informing him. As my stupidity dawns on me, my panicky thoughts are suffocating me. I had never done such a thing for a client before, and suddenly I curse myself.What was I even thinking? What if he is with another woman? I contemplate just running back out and my nervousness must reach its peak as I don’t even hear the lock of the entrance door. My train of thought is still drowning me as I spot him already standing in the door.“I got your gift.” I say, getting on my knees shortly before sitting down again. I try to bluff, pushing down my fear of being thrown out in shame.Throwing his jacket on the leather chair, he stops in front of the bed to have his gaze roam over my body. He has his hands in his pockets as he watches me intentl
Nerthus “No way.” I say, feeling his presence behind me. “I’m not signing this. Even if I did, it wouldn’t be binding anyway.” “Says who?” He asks in an annoyed tone as I shake my head. “I’m saying this! This is-” I gasp as he slumps down into the seat next to me, pulling my chair between his legs. Sliding the paper across the table, he positions it right in front of me. He is so close that I can feel his warm breath fanning my skin. “Do you want to call a lawyer?” “I don’t need one! I’m not signing anything.” “Didn’t you have a contract at your old workplace?” I nod and he taps his finger on the paper. “This is just an agreement between you and me.” I lay the pen down and watch him pick it up with a swirl. “What bothers you?” “You… I… This is too restrictive!” I finally exhale as I get to tear my eyes away from the pen between his fingers. “Restrictive?” He hums, making me shudder. “I’ll practically be your slave.” He laughs, turning the contract as if he was reading it
Nerthus This is bad. I comb my hair with my fingers as I watch Arawn drying himself through the bathroom mirror. My head is still a little dizzy from the hot air, and the orgasms I had surely did the rest. Not wanting to be a bother, I pretend that nothing is wrong. Even if he asks again. “Yeah!” I answer with a forced smile, making him frown at me. He releases my chin, and I can turn my head back again. “You look pale.” “Don’t worry. I’d tell you if I felt sick.” I chuckle, trying to fight the urge to pass out. With a hum, he wraps his arms around me, pressing his lips to my shoulder. My heart does a painful flip as I watch him do it through the reflection. God, it looks even better than it feels. “I never asked you…” He raises his brow at me, but I continue anyway. “About the name you gave me.” He looks at me unamused and lets me go to put his hands on the gray granite vanity top. “I thought you didn’t ask questions.” “Sorry. It wasn’t my place to… I assumed as the sit
“Are you okay?” His deep baritone makes me to look up, and our eyes meet through our reflection once again. It feels like a vision as I watch myself nod automatically.He doesn’t seem convinced by my answer and grunts, frowning at me.“Lock your hands behind my neck.” He instructs me and I obey with a smile. But I can see that it doesn’t fool him.As soon as I have wrapped my hands around him, he lifts me up and spreads my legs. I throw my head back and scream in pleasure as he lowers me onto his cock slowly.“Don’t look away, beautiful.” He speaks directly into my ear, and as he moves himself in and out of me, I raise my gaze with a gasp. “Look how fucking beautiful you are. How your pussy eats up my cock perfectly.”“Oh, God!” I breathe out as he continues fucking me in his arms, myself opened perfectly for him. Keeping my eyes glued to our reflection, I come hard as I watch him pound into me with relish.And I can’t remember ever seeing anything that made me so horny. My dizzy sta
“You always spoil the fun.”I curl up into a ball, protecting my head with my hands as Francis yells down at me.“Why are you such a crybaby? He told me that you cried the whole time. Do you think this is fun?”“But he… He was hu- hurting me. Wha- What should I d- do?”I whimper as he grabs my arm to pull me up. “He paid for it, you stupid bastard bitch. What you should have done is stop crying and moan a little more.”He lets go of me brusquely, making me hit the floor.“If this ever happens again, you will pay for it.”Because of the impact, I don’t get to move in time to protect my stomach before he lands his first kick.I gasp for air as I jerk up.Putting my hand on my chest, I take slow breaths to calm my erratic heartbeat.All is good now. It was just a nightmare. Slumping back down, I close my eyes and inhale deeply.As if having a huge crush on a dangerously gorgeous client wasn’t enough, I noticed that I never had a nightmare when I woke up in his bed.So stupid. Dragging
Arawn “Oh, yes. Baby, yes. Just like this.” I plunge my tongue deeper between her folds as her juices are dripping down my chin. God, her taste is addictive. Her nails scrape my head softly as she clenches my hair harder. I can feel her nearing her orgasm, and I suck her swollen nub between my teeth. “Oh my God.” Her screams of pleasure fill my bedroom, and I can feel my cock getting even harder. Ready to take her after she finally came on my tongue. As I feel her legs shaking at my strokes, I increase my pace softly, licking her like she is the best ice cream I ever had. And to be honest, she fucking is. I groan approvingly, as she comes on my tongue. Her back arching off the mattress, my head buried in her amazing wet pussy that just assaulted me with its juices. Licking her from back to front one last time, I lift my head with a grin. I admire her beautifully blushed face and her full breasts that bounce up and down as she catches her breath. “Don’t look at me like that!”