Tenth Chapter

He didn't let me say another word, before barging into my apartment. I took a few steps back, watching in total shock as he scrambled to shut the door. He then proceeded to lock it before turning to me with hungry eyes.

“What're you… what're you doing here?”

I stammered, my voice barely audible. It was just two days since they left and the couples trip was supposed to last an entire week. I subtly pinched myself to be sure that I wasn't dreaming. He was not supposed to be here at all, and certainly not in my apartment.

“I couldn't do it, Raya," his passionate tone and intense gaze petrified me. "I haven't stopped thinking about you the minute my plane took off,”

He started to come near me and for some reason, I started to back away. “And your beautiful body," his deep tone had a seductive touch to it. “I haven't been able to get it out of my head."

I continued to back up, holding his desperate gaze. Just then, I hit the single creaky couch, immediately falling into it. He placed both hands on each arm, leaning closer to me just like his son did hours ago.

“All I can think about is tracing my fingers over your beautiful bare body,” he breathed, creating tension that I struggled to suppress. “There's so much I want to do to you, Raya.”

I wish my boy didn't react to his words, but it did. I was already aroused and my eyes wandered to his lips. I tried to keep my brain working but it seemed to be signing off on me.

“How did you…” I paused, closed my eyes and shook my head in a bid to Kickstart my brain. “How are you here?” I asked when my eyes opened. "Does Rain know you're here? Or Chyna?"

My arousal started to be replaced with anxiety. I didn't care so much about his wife knowing, but Rain, I couldn't deal with him finding out. I watched David shake his head. “No one knows, but you Raya,"

He mumbled. “And I would like to keep it that way." for a moment, his tone was commanding. I instantly nodded my head.

He took his fingers to my lips. My body froze, my brain finally shut down. I braced myself for his kiss but he didn't. He caressed my plushy lips with his thumb, pulling on my bottom lip delicately. When he returned his eyes to mind, I caught a glimpse of the lust in his eyes. It aroused me even more.

Just then, his thumb left my lips. His fingers started to trail down my chin, across my neck heading towards the buttoned up pj I had on. All the while, his eyes didn't leave mine even once. The temperature in the room suddenly increased. When his finger got to the top button, he used the same one hand to unbutton it. One after the other, he released all of my buttons. With every button that he undid, I let out a small gasp.

Finally, all the buttons were undone. He resumed his journey, trailing his fingers from the top of my neck, down to my chest. He traced a circle around my left breast before moving on to my right one. He was precise not to touch the breast itself, teasing me as he did so. I wanted to moan but I stopped myself, biting my bottom lip to stifle it in. In a flash, he stopped tracing my breast and took his hand around my neck in a firm grip. I let out a loud gasp.

“Don't stifle," he growled. “I want to hear you moan."

I couldn't respond with his hand around my neck. When he was convinced that I understood, he pulled me up by my neck. I still had my lips slightly open from my gasp earlier and he seemed to enjoy the look. After a moment to bask in self appraisal, he used his second hand to cup my exposed breast. With his other hand around my neck, I struggled between gasping and trying to breathe. What was strange was how I didn't put up a fuss. I let him choke me.

When he was satisfied with playing with my nipples and teasing me, he let go of my neck. I took in a deep breath, watching him smile widely from the corner of my eyes. After he watched me stabilize my breathing for a few seconds, his eyes trailed down to the roof of my shorts. “Take it off," he commanded. His eyes returned to my widened ones. "Take everything off.”

Without question, my hands moved to do his bidding. He took a step back to watch me. I started by taking off my already unbuttoned top. When I began to pull my shorts down, I caught him biting his bottom lip. Whatever he wanted to do to me, he was getting impatient, and strangely, so was I. Eventually, my shorts arrived at the floor. I slowly stepped out of them, bringing my eyes to his when I was completely naked.

“Beautiful," he whispered. "Now undress me.”

Like a robot on command, I walked towards him to do as I was told. He had already taken off his shoes, leaving him with his buttoned up long sleeved shirt and belted pants. I started to undo each bottom after the other, beginning from the bottom. I was halfway through the process when I felt his hands cup both butt cheeks and jerk my towards him. Another loud gasp escaped my lips when my breasts crashed against his chest and my vagina felt his bulge. I didn't understand why or how I was even enjoying this. The initial idea of sleeping with my boss's husband repulsed me. I was disgusted at him when I realized he also wanted to do the same, but now. Now all I wanted to do was nasty things.

I resumed unbuttoning his shirt until I was done. Then I went for the belt on his trousers. I pulled it out, let it drop to the floor then began to undo the bottom on his pants. All the while, his hands massaged my butt cheeks, building up my expectations for what was to come. I didn't take long with his pants because it was just two buttons and a short zipper. When his pants came down, his erection sprung in my direction, as if being kept out of its cage. Even through the shorts, I could tell it was a big one. The type of ones you see in p**n clips. The type that leaves the women overly satisfied. My clit pulsed excitedly.

He took my hand into his shorts, wrapping my fingers around his fleshy dick. As he slowly moved my hands over the length of it, I felt the veins popping out of it. My heart started to rise and fall quickly as I craved the entire length of it inside of me. I had never seen this side of me, it was scary yet I wanted to see how far I could go. I then took charge, gradually increasing the pace at which I pleasured him. I could tell by the way let me take over that he was enjoying it. Little grunts resonated from the back of his throat. It motivated me to keep going, increasing my pace.

Almost instantly, he yanked my ponytail. I gasped loudly and stopped. He pulled my back to him, bending me over without hesitation. He pushed me towards the creaky single couch, stopping when we got to it. It was my turn to grip both arms tightly. He pulled his shorts down, wrapping my hair around his hand. He yanked my head up, spanking my right butt cheek. I couldn't control the loud moan that followed. I felt his thumb brush lightly over my wet clit. It was swollen, dripping pussy juices. It wanted some action.

After another spank, I blurted out the words, “Do it already!" with a loud moan. I couldn't wait anymore. He built up so much tension, I felt like I was going to burst.

And so he did, thrusting his meaty dick into me. My eyes widened, I gasped and moaned at the same time, sinking my nails into the couch.