Chapter Six

FREYA

I knew I hated him, but the touch he gave me wasn’t enough.

I want more of him. I wanted him to grab my waist and bang me the way he just did. I want that cum in my mouth once again.

I ran my tongue around my lips, capturing the cum that was leaning on them, and taking down my throat like he ordered, feeling the creaminess, and yearning for more.

I stood up, and fixed my gown, which though I was clad in it, left the feeling of being stack naked on me, because it was transparent, and he could see not just my breasts through it, but my pussy.

I inhaled and returned to the massive room he walked into, but he wasn’t there. He must have left the house, naked.

I wonder why he would do such, because his trousers which he took off during his bidding of driving pleasure from my pussy by giving me pleasure.

I walked over to the bed. There was entirely nothing to do in the big room, if not to walk around the house, sleep, and probably get fucked the second time.

I didn’t feel the urge to lay back on the bed, so, I trudged to the big door, opened it, and harled myself into the balcony, but there he was, standing naked like the biblical Adam, and staring into the massive garden down stairs, while I, the Eve, stood behind him.

“You are supposed to be inside, right?” he turned to meet me.

My heart skipped a beat, and thumped against my chest. I didn’t think coming out to the balcony would be another way of infuriating him.

“I…I…can’t stay…alone.”

He smiled and gently walked over to me.

“I know what you want, bitch. You want more.” He grabbed my right hand and turned me over, then, he pushed me to the railings of the balcony, making me hold the railings, then, he made his fingers wet, by putting them into his mouth, and thrusting them into my pussy.

I knew my pussy was not messed, because he didn’t cum into it, earlier, so, he wouldn’t have his fingers scoop out melted cum from my already wet pussy.

His fingers went into me the way I wanted early, played in me for a while, and ushered in his dick.

That creature called his dick was a long fair thing that had a way of making me forget the spelling of my name, whenever it finds its way into me like the stab of a double-edged sword.

He pulled out and pushed in.

He, too, just like me, seemed not to be satisfied with the first man and lady exercise we had at the first place.

He continued pulling out and pushing in so hard, getting to the peak of my hole, making me gasp in utter pleasure, and scream his name without being asked to do so.

“Jax…ton!”

He liked it.

I could tell that, because his performance in me grew twice as fast as the speed of sound, and while he ran in and out of me, I felt that usual feeling of heightened pleasure that made me forget the pain of being beaten with a whip in his red room the other night.

I tightened my grip on the railings and gnashed my teeth.

“Don’t you dare, you bitch. Hold it!” he screamed into my ears, making me hold hard.

He rammed harder and harder into me, till I could hold it no more, but while I let go without being told to, he came into me, making me extra-wet as I came.

The feeling made me shiver so hard like a frost stricken fellow, and before he could free my waist, I collapsed into his arms.

I had gotten to my climax, but I didn’t just get there alone. He got there with me, and he poured in his seeds into me, making my pussy slippery.

He laid my body on the floor of the balcony, climbed my body, and put his dick into my mouth, and I did what I wished.

I suckled at it, and extracted the sperms left in it, tasting myself as I did so, because his dick was supper wet with my juices.

He exhaled and pulled his dick out of my mouth.

“Go and shower up, the maids would bring you clothes and food.” He grabbed my left breast, squeezed it, and stood up.

I wanted him to lye next to me on the floor, and suckle on my breasts, but he left.

It was really crazy to desire such stupid thing as I desired. Never would he cuddle me as long as I am in his care, under his roof.

But I just noticed something the very moment I walked in on him at the balcony. The building we were in was different.

We had left the hotel, and were probably at his home.

How come, I was tossed out of the hotel and brought to this place, without knowing my body was being moved?

Those thoughts found their way to my mind, because his dick had fed my pussy with cum, making satisfied with my cravings, which he provoked when he fucked me the first round and came into my mouth.

I scrambled up my feet and fixed the transparent gown, and thus came the hunting for the bathroom.

I don’t understand the building yet, but I was mean to do so, because I knew what I had hatched up in my mind.

I can’t be held down in this place and be treated like a whore.

Yes, being treated that way came with a lot of pleasure, but being a collateral was a mad idea, which I was sure I can’t ever concede to, even if I was forcefully tossed into it.