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A tear tracks down my cheek when he comes closer and I hate myself in that moment for the tug of arousal that slices through me. It grows stronger when he brushes his nose over mine. The push and pull of arousal and fear is a juxtaposition of conflict that I can’t control.
“Please… don’t hurt me,” I whimper and the devilish smile that tilts the corners of his mouth sends a shiver of panic through me.
“Hurt you? Looked like you were getting ready to hand me my ass just now Lilly St. James.” He sneers. “Seemed like I haven’t really introed myself properly if you think you wouldn’t know me if not for your situation. You most assuredly, don’t fucking know me if you think for one fleeting second that you wouldn’t allow me to touch you if you didn’t need the money. We’ll see about that.”
In one deft move, he uses his free hand and tears the dress from me. The flimsy piece of pink cloth Tatiana dressed me in tonight and called it clothes. It’s see-through again just like everything else I’ve worn since working here.
I’m left in my panties and pumps. I gasp, sucking in a sharp breath when Christian moves the sheer cloth of my panties aside and pushes his fingers right into my pussy. The smile that lights up his face is equally as scary as the hold he has on me.
“Let me go, Christian,” I plead.
“No… I want more. More of you. I want you.”
“You can’t have me.”
Heat washes over me from his fiery gaze when he looks down to my breasts.
A wide knowing smile brightens his face and ignites the fire in his eyes when he sees the obvious arousal for him from the points of my nipples.
“I already have you.” He nods.
I’m robbed of my next words when he starts pumping his fingers into my pussy.Hard. So hard it fans the flames of lust roiling inside me and the awakening burns through my brain.
A moan falls from my lips even though I try to hold it back. He speeds up, finger fucking me until I’m moaning out so loud, I can’t believe it’s me. I want to tell him to stop. I want to tell him to get away from me. I want to shut my body down from feeling anything, but I can’t do any of that because I want him. I want him and I want this moment we shouldn’t be having.
My tired soul craves the pleasure. My poor heart wants to feel more than pain. It wants to do more than feel nothing.
I come hard, looking away when the wetness flows down onto his fingers. He guides my face back to him, but instead of clamping down on my neck he slips his hand behind my head and brings me to his lips.
I want him so much I don’t protest. I grasp on to his shirt and take the ravenous kiss he gives me. It’s hard and searching, teasing and tempting. It sends me over the edge as forceful as his fingers which are still inside me.
Christian caresses my skin, luring me deeper into the seduction of him. I melt against him when our tongues tangle and he explores my mouth with his.
I’m not ready for him to pull away from me. When he does, releasing me my body feels weak like I’ve had the energy drained from me.
He licks off his fingers and a surge of need rushes over me when he starts undoing his belt.
He shoves his pants down and takes out his cock. When he reaches for me, I go to him willingly, lifting my leg as he takes hold of my waist to bring me closer.
Moving aside my panties again, he guides his cock into me, and I grasp on to his shirt when he plunges into my passage.
I hold on when he starts moving into me and I don’t care that we’re doing this on the stairwell right where anyone can pass by and see us.See me.
I don’t care. As he takes me ruthlessly searing me with the magnitude of his cock, all I care about is how good I feel, and I want more too.
He starts fucking me into the wall, driving deeper, harder, faster.
I take his hard-rough strokes, thrust after thrust and he stares into my eyes as he fucks me, giving me that glimpse of himself. Showing me, he has me.
Showing me he has me outside of money or my need for it. this is us. no booking no payment. He has me and I’m allowing him to take me.
He speeds up, fucking me so hard I see stars and have to hold on to him tighter.
I can’t hold back when I feel the pull of vicious need burning my insides. It takes me higher and higher until I know I’m at a peak where I have to fall. when I do, he comes with me too, sharing the release. I push my head back, curving against his chest, as a cry of raw ecstasy tears from my throat. He growls his release, filling me up with hot cum that warms my insides. It’s hot and virile, possessive, just like him.
I try to steady my breathing, but I can’t. It’s so much harder to attempt to when he kisses me again. I hold on to his shirt and kiss him back and he allows me to.
I’m a fool. I shouldn’t want him. what the hell is wrong with me?
