PROLOGUE: FLAVOR OF THE MONTH

“Oh God, you're so deep,” Paula moaned, her voice trembling with pleasure as she began to move atop James, her back arched in the reverse cowgirl position. Every curve of her body undulated as she ground against him, her soft skin glistening under the dim bedroom light. “You're so big, I can feel you in my tummy,” she whispered breathlessly, her hips quickening as the rhythm between them intensified.

James’s hands gripped her hips firmly, guiding her movements as she rode him. He watched her with a burning intensity, mesmerized by the way her slender waist swayed above him, her figure creating an erotic silhouette against the shadows of the room. His desire flared, each sensual movement pushing him closer to the edge. The sight of her delicate back, the soft sway of her hips—it was enough to make him feel as if he were engulfed in flames, his lust for her an insatiable fire.

Her moans were like music to his ears, every gasp and breathless cry a symphony of pleasure that echoed in his mind. He could feel himself throbbing inside her, the tightness of her body sending waves of pleasure coursing through him. She was in control now, like a driver shifting gears, and he let her take the lead, savoring every moment.

“Fuck me harder, James! Oh yes, just like that, don’t stop!” Paula’s voice rose with urgency, her head thrown back as the ecstasy overwhelmed her. Her body moved faster, her cries filling the room like an electric current that made his skin tingle. Each thrust, each movement, sent ripples of heat through both of them, their connection electric and raw.

James allowed her to ride out her pleasure for a few more moments, feeling the tension build inside his own body. Her soft, needy moans only spurred him on, pushing him closer to his own release. Even he couldn’t resist the soft groans that escaped his lips as his desire for her built to an almost unbearable level.

But soon, he could no longer hold back. With a swift motion, he flipped her over onto her knees, positioning her in front of him. Her breath hitched in her throat as he gripped her waist from behind, his hands firm on her hips. Without hesitation, he thrust himself deep into her slick entrance, feeling her warmth envelop him fully. Paula let out a sharp, breathless cry, her voice trembling with both shock and pleasure.

Like many women before her, Paula was just another "flavor of the month." James had met her two weeks ago at a trendy bar in Makati, not far from the Business Process Outsourcing (BPO) company where she worked as a Team Manager. From the moment he laid eyes on her, he knew she would be easy—her bold demeanor and confident smile told him she wasn’t the type to play hard to get.

And he hadn’t been wrong. Paula was stunning—her smooth, porcelain skin, her hourglass figure, her long dark hair that framed her beautiful face. She was the perfect blend of elegance and seduction, and in bed, she was wild, fiery, and exactly the kind of woman James loved to indulge in.

“Oh God, don’t stop, yes,” Paula moaned again, her eyes squeezed shut as she lost herself in the sensations coursing through her body. James’s deep thrusts hit every spot perfectly, making her toes curl with pleasure.

“James, shit, James, I’m gonna cum! I’m so close! Shit! Shit!” Paula’s voice grew frantic, her words slurred by the overwhelming ecstasy she was feeling. Her entire body trembled as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her, until finally, with a guttural moan, she collapsed forward onto the bed, her face buried in the sheets as she gasped for air.

James felt her walls tighten around him, her climax pulling him closer to his own release. With a deep breath, he quickened his pace, thrusting harder and faster until he could feel the pressure building inside him, ready to explode.

Unable to resist the rising heat any longer, James reached down and tangled his fingers in Paula’s hair, pulling her back as he captured her lips in a searing kiss. His body moved with an urgency, each thrust deep and deliberate, as though he were claiming every inch of her. He knew his size was hitting her deepest points, pushing her to the edge of insanity with each powerful motion.

Paula’s body quivered beneath him, her voice reduced to nothing but soft whimpers and breathless gasps. He could feel her shuddering, completely overwhelmed by the pleasure he was giving her. Even when her mind began to drift in the haze of ecstasy, James didn’t stop. He continued his relentless rhythm, not slowing until he too reached his peak.

Finally, after a series of deep, powerful thrusts, they both collapsed onto the bed, their bodies slick with sweat, their breathing ragged. The room was thick with the scent of their passion, the echo of their moans still lingering in the air.

“You were amazing,” Paula whispered with a satisfied smile, her eyes half-lidded with exhaustion and contentment.

James chuckled softly, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “Thanks,” he murmured, leaning down to kiss her once more. He grinned as he pulled back. “One more round before I go?”

Paula’s eyes widened in surprise and excitement. “Seriously?” she asked, her voice filled with longing. “Do you have extra?”

James smirked and reached for his jeans, pulling out a silver sachet from the pocket. “What do you think?” he teased, his fingers trailing down between her thighs, finding her most sensitive spot.

Paula moaned as his touch sent shivers through her. Without wasting time, James slid a finger inside her, moving it in and out in a teasing, torturous rhythm.

“J-James…” Paula whimpered, clutching his arm, her body trembling with anticipation. “Please,” she begged, her voice laced with desperation.

James didn’t waste another moment. He positioned himself between her legs once more, entering her swiftly. And just like before, the room was filled with her cries of pleasure, the sound of her moans rising as he took her again.