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I nod silently. I look down and then at him. He sucks and bites my nipples with unrelenting desire, then thrusts his fingers into my vagina and slowly turns them around. I moan.
“Harder! I want to hear you! Now,” he grunts.
I loudly groan in sheer delight, then spill my love juices all over his hands.
“Excellent,” he sits down. “Now, come over here. Sit on me backward and place your arms around my neck. Immediately.”
I do as he commands.
He grabs my belly and massages my breasts slowly and lustfully; his pelvis dictates the pace.
“Come on, work for it! Move that perfect ass of yours. More, more. Don’t stop. I’m warning you,” I completely surrender and give into it, submissive and adhering to his every demand. I don’t relent. I pick up the pace. Then, I press my thighs as strongly as I can against his legs, deepening his penetration inside of me.
He becomes frantic, entirely devoted. I gently encourage him by pulling on the back of his neck, prompting him to let lose a little more. Now he leans over me.
“Move!” he yells at me, then spanks my butt. I continuously moan, challenging him and picking up the pace, again and again. My ass seems to have a life of its own, blossoming and blooming, as if it had waited for this passion to revive it. Sheer sensual pleasure. He finishes on my behind.
“You were wonderful; you deserve a prize.” He smiles as he cleans both of us.
“You’re my prize.”
“No, I’ll take you on a trip tomorrow for your prize. I promise we’ll leave the room for a while and experience the city together.”
“Thank you!” I kiss his chest. My neediness for him turns him on.
“Let’s go to sleep right away, so I don’t change my mind.”
“Alright,” I nod, still in my good-girl character, then collapse exhausted on his miraculous body.
“Good morning, gorgeous,” I wake up to the sound of his loving and soothing voice.
“Good morning, my prince,” I stretch my arms and legs.
“Did you sleep well?” He smiles.
“Are you joking? I always sleep well when I’m with you,” he smiles smugly at me.
“So, are we done with this little adventure of yours?”
“What do you mean?” I ask inquisitively.
“I want you to work at my company, at my side. I won’t take no for an answer. I’m not joking,” he continues, preventing me from getting a word in. He places a finger on my lips and asks me to let him finish speaking. “We’ll train you for a position at the PR and sales department. You’ll work at my office. I’ll set up a desk for you, so you’ll have your own spot. I cannot work without you. So, let’s give it a go. Worst-case scenario, we’ll revisit the matter and decide. You’re extremely capable and I want you to invest your talents in my company, regardless of our relationship. This way, no one will snatch you away from me.”
“Are you serious?” I tease. “You’re filthy rich, deadly handsome, sexy, brilliant and gifted; who could snatch me away from you?”
He hides a huge grin, embarrassed by what I had said. “Perfect!” he concludes. “So, it’s settled. Now let’s go have some fun in London. You’ve earned it,” he pulls my arm.
Every second at his side fills me with joy. He seems interested in everything I say or do, he challenged me, ask questions about the time I lived in London, about my first marriage to Joey, constantly peeling away more and more layers. I’m so grateful for all of it.
Time flies, and suddenly, evening falls.
“Should we go to a club?” he surprises me. Usually, he prefers to stay in the evening.
“Sure!” I say gleefully. “I love dancing,” I add.
“Yes,” he nods, “I certainly remember.”
I change quickly; I put on a small, hot, silver-black disco dress. I wear large, square silver earrings. Then, I let my hair down and gently curl it. I attentively apply my makeup, blue eyeliner at the corner of my eye. The color combination is divine; very 80’s. I complete the look with black high heels and a black VHS-tape-shaped purse. I look stunning. I gussy up in front of the mirror and he emerges from behind me, peeking at my reflection, and approaching me enthusiastically.
