Page 110 of Pure Recklessness

Not even a little bit.

I’d wanted Eleanor for so long it was painful.

My blue balls were fit to burst. No amount of wanking could’ve satisfied me and sleeping with someone else wasn’t an option.

The only woman’s pussy I wanted to bury my dick inside was Eleanor’s.

I’d finally got what I wanted.

And it was exactly what I needed.

Ever since I’d fucked her with my fingers at the awards, I couldn’t stop thinking about her. I’d wanted an excuse to see her. I wanted to take things further.

But never in my wildest dreams did I expect that when I called her to my office this evening, she’d spread her legs and start masturbating right in front of me.

Watching her swipe that Lip-Stick over her swollen clit and seeing her pussy dripping with arousal made me feral.

I was so turned on, I almost came in my fucking boxers.

That was when I knew I didn’t have a choice.

I had to fuck her. For my own good as well as hers.

If seeing her touch herself wasn’t a big enough turn on, the growth in her sexual confidence would’ve tipped me over the edge.

Strong women were always my weakness.

Seeing the way she asked for what she wanted, and hearing that it was my cock, set my blood on fire.

How was I supposed to not drop to my knees after that?

And holy fuck, eating her pussy was even better than I’d imagined.

I’d eaten at every Michelin starred restaurant in London and none of those dishes compared to feasting on her.

Her taste, her addictive scent…

I was almost disappointed that I made her come so quickly because I could’ve devoured her for days.

Then the way she took my cock.

Fuck.

Women always told me I was big. Sometimes it was too much for them. But Eleanor, the woman I’d always assumed was so sweet and innocent, took my dick like a pro.

When I first slammed into her, I thought we’d have to stop, but she showed the same determination she’d demonstrated with every work task I’d given her and she’d not only persevered. She’d excelled.

Hearing her scream my name was music to my ears. And feeling her come so hard on my cock made me feel fifty-feet tall.

I collapsed onto her back which was slick with sweat. My tongue instinctively darted out and licked her salty skin.

Delicious.

I was spent, but I couldn’t resist snaking my hands around to her front and grabbing hold of her tits.

Her nipples were hard as stone and I desperately wanted to flip her over and suck on them.

Then I’d love to pull her onto my lap so I could watch them bounce whilst she rode my cock.