I want to fuck you like I mean it right now

ALASTAIR’S POV

Being a crazy rich bachelor doesn't stop me from getting as many women as I want for myself on my bed. wet dripping. All it takes is ‘power’ and a lot of money that could make death bow on thy feet. Power!

As I sat at the meeting, listening to many cracking sounds that made me uneasy and sick every single time, I was seated like a small boy who was being forced to listen to old profitable conversations.

“Go straight to the point, project manager, this is an hour to my break time” I yanked in annoyance,

I was losing my patience, watching the whole scenario becoming more exhausting for me. I was patiently waiting. Keep listening. It was a challenge I had to deal with every weekday just to keep up the big life I admire and the women of my desire.

While the meeting was on, all I could think of was sex, I crave sex, I need...Latifa to quench my urge. There was something about her that I couldn’t get over with. Was it the way she challenged me over things every random submissive woman would never do? Or was it the fact I felt pity and attracted to her? If that is the case, she must be something I haven’t tested before. The thoughts were bothersome and the elders in the meeting were blabbing about the goddam white paper works!

 Immediately I signed to my driver standing right behind me, making him bow to the level of my mouthpiece and I whispered.

“Escort Miss Latifa to Mrs. Maddy, let her prepare her, and you get her to me” I instructed, glancing through my wrist to check the time, “… now!” I ordered fully.” But again.

“Come back... do you understand?”

“Yes sir”

Back to the unending meeting.

 A few hours later, my order arrived. I stood up and walked towards the window as I shifted the blinds in between to get a better view. I saw Latifa stepping out of the car. she’s a silver glamorous look that made my dick twitch. Sparkles like a princess as she walks majestically Oh shit, I love those curves. I smiled as I concluded with my sinful spirit about how I was going to eat her up right here and now. 

Moving away from the view, I saw Damy nodding at me through the transparent wall of the conference room which signifies, done. I reciprocated and returned to my seat, circling the mug with the pen between my fingers as my heart ticked alongside the clock on the wall. I was on the fourth and last meeting of the day.

“We’ll call it a day” I smiled as I dismissed myself first before everyone else.

Strolling back to my office which was situated at a solitary site, I opened up to see Latifa seated with her eyes gleaming alongside her dress which I had asked Damy to fetch. He understood the assignment. I have a taste when it comes to women's fashion. I shut the door behind me and I moved fast to Latifa, stood her up as I grab her waist forcefully  

“I... I” she tries to object but she has no say in my urge.

“Shh,” I whispered placing my hand across her lips as I kissed her so deeply, my whole mind was just too focused on having her at the moment than any other thing. I peep through her dress and squeeze her breast with my right hand as she moans for me, positioning her on my desk as I slide my fingers in between her tight and slowly move it up to her mouth.

“I’m lost, Latifa, I couldn't focus. All because of you, your body, your smell...don't say anything.” I ordered, “Oh Latifa,” I moaned again, pulling down the tie around my neck.

“Come here!” as I jerked her from where she was resting, 

“Aah” she gasped 

All this while of being horny I've lost the good part of me that was being a little bit concerned about her cause now, I just want to fuck! her feelings were supported but my urge was full of toxicity. 

“Oh shit, I love that” I squeezed more and kissed her harder, placing kisses on her neck, pulling her upper cloth as I stuck my mouth to her breast just then, the sculptured glass fell from my table and broke but it didn't stop the heat. I needed to be inside of her. I’m having my way but I still can't have enough of her, I ripped off every hook and zip that's on my way.

“Spread your legs for me, Latifa”

She moaned so hard and genuinely, pleading I get inside of her immediately, but she still didn't get it, I can't get enough of her body. Her groans mesmerized my head, with her facial expressions on point. I know I have been cold since she came but that was to calm the monster in me, I didn't think she would like the first impression if I had my way on that first day

“Please, Alastair” she groaned pleading for a lesser hit.

“No Latifa” I refused to listen, I refused to grow any empathy,

I yanked and turned her around, I made her position like my puppy, spreading her hand across the table for a grip, I spanked her ass, playing with her clitoral as she groaned in sweet pain.

“Hold it tight” I suggested and took my hands to her neck. slightly held to get a better hold of her.

I inserted my cock from behind and starts banging her so hard, fuck. she cried out. I could feel it skin-to-skin, how warm the wall of her kitty was, then it occurred to me that I was making out without a condom knowing fully well the possible outcomes but the feeling was heavenly, I couldn't stop and I couldn't slow down. I'm trapped in the sweetness of it.

“Fuck!” she gasped with her face responding to me, she opened her mouth to protest but I shut her up by raising her head to mine and deepening an intense kiss. 

I fucked. Touched. Kissed. Spanked her harder repeatedly.

“Aaah_ yes… yes... Don't make me reach out for it, push it out for me” as I continued unleashing the hidden urge inside of me 

I know I should have done better than this but I couldn't hold it anymore. Going as far as having sex in my office was the height of being obsessed and horny.

“Tell me I am not your type one more time” I reminded her of the statement, spanking her ass over and over again. 

“Ooh fuck” she coughed

“Yes, that’s right, I heard it. Unfold that vigor, Latifa” hitting her so fast this time until... I spilled off my white cream Cummins over her back down to her waistline.

“Fuck shit. I came so hard... you have a nice ass covered under that gown all this while” 

Latifa looked at me, stretching out her hand to reach the cum as she ran out from my presence taking along some baby wipes to the washroom, within my office. I smiled because it felt great like there was a connection for the first time. Latifa returned from the restroom and stood still in front of me, all exhausted. watching her dress up after the scenario was another satisfying angle that tickles me. As exhausted as I was, I packaged my greatest tool of all time back into my trousers, zipped up as I sat down on my seat, breathing heavily, in a sweaty mood.

“WTF!” I gasped 

The whole me wants to cuddle her right away, pushing her onto her back as I cover her with my body. But I've got to work and also not make further moves on her as I am beginning to know her.

“Damy will take you home when you are ready,” I said to her

“We aren't going together?”

Of course not.

I kept mute about the question and smiled at her, walked closer again, kissed her on her forehead, and stepped back to watch her, she bit her lips as she raised those eyes and immediately put them down, I guess she had nothing to say to me. I looked at her wildly for a long and noticed she had hidden unspoken words, “Do you have something to say?” I initiated, but in the absence of no word I continued,

“Don't tell me you are shy”

“Shy for what?” she cut in with those words as she looked at me and diverted in checking my office, but she did that with no compliment.

“Mm-hmm, but in the absence of nothing, Damy will take you home and...” Before I could finish, she stood up, picked up her purse, and headed outside the office as she paid deaf ears to me, leaving Damy the messenger boy behind.

“She's got attitude and I like that” I murmured, swiping my tongue off my lips as I watched her swing those butts off the air. This was the closest I have been with her since she came in yesterday, there's more to this whore.  

She seems nice and honest from the inside but her extravagant behavior says otherwise 

I want more with her. More!