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Hendrick’s talking to me.
Asking me about dinner, carefully avoiding conversation about the people.
My answers are short, sharp, and disjointed, and he nods like we’re holding a Ted Talk on the food.
When we arrive, he helps me out of the car and leads me in.
It’s not until the elevator doors close moves that the veneer vanishes, and he pushes me up against the door and kisses me.
Long and low and deep
I shudder.
“Please…”
He moves to my throat, kissing and sucking a path along my veins. “Please what? Let me come, Hendrick?”
“Please.” I gasp. I can’t get my brain to work, to form more words. The pressure inside is too much, and I need hispermission. I want to win. I want to prove I can hold off. I want…”
He moves, rubs his erection against me, and I convulse, a wave of orgasmic bliss washing over me, almost drowning me, and I grab at him as my knees give way.
“I win,” he whispers, right as the elevator doors open.
Hendrick drags me into the apartment and lifts my dress. He tugs me to the window where he presses me against the glass. Picking me up, he pulls off the butterfly, and then I hear the hiss of his zip.
He pushes into me, teeth on that spot on my throat as he bites and sucks and slams balls deep. I cling to him. I need… I want more. I bite him back, and he laughs. “Wrap your legs around me.”
I do and he slams his back into the window as he bounces me on him, and then he walks us through the apartment, to the dining table. I catch a glimpse of his trousers and shoes on the floor behind us, and then I hit the table.
I’m so stretched, so sensitive, and it’s not nearly enough. There’s Hendrick deep in my pussy, the plug in my ass, and a wild beast of need in my blood. He leans over me. “Legs on my shoulders, cunt.”
“Oh god,” I say, a moan breaking free as I do it. “Fuck me hard, Hendrick.”
“You want me to destroy your cunt?”
“Yes,” I hiss.
“Fuck you until you can’t walk?”
“Yes!”
He slams into me, dragging me over the edge of the table so my ass is free for him to touch and he drops a hand, grabs the base of the plug and starts to slam it in and out as he plunders my pussy.
His other hand shifts past my thigh to rest on my chest, right under my breasts and he digs his fingers into the material, pulling it down so one breast pops out.
“Fucking stunning,” he mutters, watching through half shut eyes as he takes me hard and deep.
The orgasm that builds this time is so deliciously different. It’s deep, beyond clit, and it takes me. My entire being. I convulse hard, screaming. He’s a savage beast, the consummate master gone, he just takes and takes without mercy, pushing through my orgasm, making it roll in again, harder, deeper, longer, and my pussy spasms so hard on him I can almost feel every single vein of his cock.
“Fuck, you’re so fucking tight, Cat. I can’t hold back anymore. I’m going to paint your insides. I’m fucking coming.”
Incredibly, as the hot com spurts in me, it sets off an even deeper wave of orgasm and the world wavers and moves. I think I have some sort of out of body experience because I can see us both on the table, or maybe it’s just so intense I know every single thing happening and nothing at all.
As I come, I squirt. All over him. Everywhere. And I’m so sensitive, I try to get away to curl up, but he won’t let me. He presses down on my middle, holding me in place as he continues coming in me, his cock moving, jerking. Filling me to the very brim.
That bitch in the room with the knife is placated, and when he’s done he pulls out, looks down at me, and walks away.
I’m too drained to be insulted. I’m too drained to do anything but lie there, dripping, wrecked. Boneless.
