Page 9 of Masked Encounter


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"I want to taste you,” she insisted.

My heart was pounding as her lips encircled my throbbing member. Her hot breath caressed my skin, sending shivers of pleasure through my body. I could feel my pulse racing as she worked her magic, her tongue swirling around it. I felt like I was in some kind of trance, unable to move or even think.

I could feel the sensations building up in me as her lips closed around my member and she began to suck. I felt my orgasm building up and I gasped as my pleasure crested and spilled out of me.

The feeling was unlike anything I had ever experienced before, and before I knew it my body was tensing up and I was ejaculating right into her mouth. I watched her swallow, our eyes locked in a deep, intimate moment, and I was overwhelmed with a feeling of closeness I had never felt with a woman before. All I could do was surrender myself to the pleasure she was giving me.

My gaze drifted down to her chest, taking in the sight of her bare breasts. Her creamy skin was smooth and flawless, her nipples perky and perfectly round. I felt my heart flutter as I looked at her, a wave of desire washing over me. She seemed to be just as affected by my presence, her breath coming in short gasps as she stared back at me. I allowed myself a small smile of satisfaction, basking in the knowledge that I could turn her on without any effort.

"Why wouldn’t I? You just brought me to a private island. You changed my life in many ways. It's the least I can do."

I laughed. "You know I would try to repay you somehow for just doing that but there's nothing that equates to swallowing my, you know, stuff."

There was a thoughtful pause on her end. I couldn't help but wonder what was going through her mind. She had that introspective look on her face.

"What's the matter?" I asked her.

She gave a slight shrug, her shoulders barely lifting before dropping back down. Her eyes averted as she looked away. It was clear she didn't want to talk about whatever was on her mind, and I couldn't help but wonder what it was. I felt a wave of embarrassment wash over me, my mind running through every possible scenario. Had I done something wrong? Was there something wrong with my ejaculate? I felt my cheeks flush as the thought crossed my mind.

"Come on Madison. We've come all this way. You can tell me anything. I promise,” I reassured her.

She gave me her eyes once more and said, "I guess I'm at the point where I'm afraid you’re gonna hurt me.”Whew—so my cum’s fine, then!“You're a billionaire. You could have everything that you want. I'm afraid that you're going to realize that this is crazy for you. Why aren't you with some Victoria's Secret model?."

It was heartbreaking to hear her words, like she had no faith in herself. I didn't even know how to begin helping her to feel worthy. I could relate to her in a way, since I too often felt unworthy and inadequate. How could I possibly give her the confidence she lacked?

"Madison, I'm not a wordsmith. I never have been. Business is my strong suit; romance, not so much. But you, you've changed my life—for the better. You've humbled me and made me appreciate the little things in life. So all I can say is, the impact you've had on me is incredible. I've never brought anyone to this private island before, so that should tell you how special you are to me. You need to recognize your own worth and the effect you've had on me. You're different, and I want you to know that your value is immeasurable."

It felt like I had accomplished something when I saw the look of assurance on her face. Our little moment was, however, abruptly broken when my phone started buzzing like crazy. Text after text kept coming in.

"I guess I should handle this," I said.

My hands shook as I stared at my phone in shock and horror. There, in front of me, were screenshots of Madison and me having sex in the office. I could see the warnings from my staff that someone had posted the footage online. It was clear that the security office had been breached and the images had been leaked. But the worst part was that Madison was exposed for the world to see. I had to act quickly to contain the damage and protect her reputation. The urgency of the situation weighed heavily on my shoulders as I scrambled to find a way to take the images down and erase the evidence of what had happened.

My heart raced as I felt the color drain from my face. I was sure there was no way to hide the truth from Madison—the truth that I had just discovered. If I was to remain the honest man she trusted, I had to be honest with her about this.

When I glanced at her, I immediately felt a pang of guilt. There she was, standing in this secluded island paradise that I had taken her to, and I couldn't bring myself to spoil the moment with the bad news I was about to give her.

I was about to really mess up.

Chapter 14

Madison

As soon as Randy got that text, it was time to go. The change on the island was obvious, but I refused to be the type of woman to demand what was going on. I knew I had to respect his privacy.

On the ride back to the office, I tried to push away my curiosity and focus on trusting Randy. I was better than being insecure.

Though I wanted to know what was going on, I had to do it in a civil manner. I asked him a few questions about his phone—not to pry, but to show that I care. He explained that he was just dealing with some work matters, and I appreciated that he was honest with me.

He didn't have to be, but I was glad that he trusted me enough to share. That was the most important thing—the trust between us. I knew that no matter what happened on the island, our relationship would remain strong.

"Hey, can I ask you a question without it coming off weird?" I asked Randy.

"Yeah, of course." He didn’t look at me when he spoke. For whatever reason, that felt like another red flag.

"Did something happen? Because we kind of left that island pretty abruptly. I know you have a busy life but, I don't know, your entire mood has shifted."

"No, I'm good. I guess I just had a realization that we had to go home, you know. We can't live on an island forever,” he nervously chuckled. “I forgot I had some business to attend to and um— of course I don't regret going to the island, but I also realized that I fell behind on my work. Work hard, play hard, you know?"

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