SERIES : the Twisted Fate Series
PAIRING : Kathryn/Angelus
RATING : NC17 (torture
bondage, kidnapping and rape)
SPOILERS : Just the end of Cruel
Intentions.
DISCLAIMER : I do not own these
characters.
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1
It had been three months since they’d been to the beach. Things
had been busy. He’d been dealing with problems of his claim of LA. For the
majority demons and mortals alike were happy, but there were concerns that were
dealt with. Christopher, a notorious drug dealer and mobster, wanted to be
ensured his territory over Lucifer loyalists. Said loyalists had been disposed
of and Christopher was happy. Several nests went on killing sprees and had been
subsequently punished. Other demons had sworn loyalty to his cause.
He’d heard Jess was getting along with his two childer and the
three were enjoying the French maids in the South of France. Things were slow
going with Kathryn. He was growing impatient with her. He had yet to penetrate
her or receive anything from her except thanks for being understanding. He
tried to understand, but it was getting harder by the day. He wasn’t a patient
man and certainly not understanding. He didn’t want to alienate her or scare
her, but if something didn’t change, she may not like the results. He played
her games far too long.
She had finally gone out with Cassy seven weeks ago. They found
a spa and were going every Tuesday for six weeks. He had yet to meet Cassy.
Meanwhile, the telecommunications company just acquired a smaller company and
was planning on a couple other mergers his lawyers were dealing with. It was
good to be back in the mix, both with humans and demons alike. He was sitting
in the living room waiting for Kathryn to return from the Spa. The door opened
and he looked up.
“You would never imagine what kind of sales I found. I bought a
bunch of stuff.” He didn’t respond. “Angelus? What’s going on?” She asked
kissing his cheek.
“Nothing.” He said curtly. She had noticed a chilling in his
mood lately.
“Why so mean? I didn’t do anything, did I?” She asked shyly. She
hoped he bought it.
“No, it’s just me. What did you buy?”
“Clothes and shoes. What do I ever buy? I found this really
killer dress, the color is perfect for me, brings out my eyes I think. It’d be
perfect, say, for a trip.”
“A trip?”
“Yeah, I think maybe a trip would be nice.”
“Where?”
“I ran into Melanie at the spa and she said she was going to New
York for this opening. It appears young Annette has become quite the artist and
her first exposition is opening this Friday. I was hoping we could go.”
“Don’t you need an invite to go to those things?”
She sat on his lap and ground into him slightly, hesitantly, so
as to not give him ideas. “I was thinking,” she nibbled on his ear, “that
perhaps you could arrange a business meeting she simply *must* attend. She’ll
say something about the gala and you can offer to go in her place. I bet you
could do that for me.” She sucked on his ear lobe, “what do you think?”
“Well, I suppose I could ask her to represent my interests in
that meeting and we could go to New York instead. I have been wanting to go
back.”
“Splendid.” He took her hand and placed it over his jean-covered
erection. She jumped off him and looked scared.
“Kat... I’m sorry.”
“I can’t, I’m sorry.” She said and ran into her room. She closed
the door and smiled. The biggest meanest vampire known was completely whipped,
by her! It was the best high she’d ever had, more so than her triumph over
Sebastian for sure. She wanted him, she’d wanted him for two months now, but it
was amusing to see just how bad she could make him feel. He would give her
orgasm after incredible orgasm and would start moving over her, she’d get
‘scared’ and he’d apologize and leave her alone. It was perfect. Still, she
knew he was cheating on her with other girls. It would be something she’d have
to correct soon.
She let her hair down. She opened the door and he was still
sitting there. “Kat...”
“No, it’s not you, it’s me. I’m sorry I can’t give you what you
need Angelus, I just can’t. I’ve tried.”
“I know.”
“Besides you don’t need me.” ‘See what he does with this.’
“What do you mean?” He asked in concern.
“Please, you’ve got girls lining up to fuck you, you don’t need
me. Why would you want me anyway? I should just go.”
“Don’t think that. I need you. I love you.” She tried not to
smile too wide.
“But I know you’ve been sleeping around.”
“But none of those girls are still alive.”
“But you’ve still been with others Angelus. Monogamy is
something humans expect.”
“First of all, I told you before I’m not human. Secondly, you
were never monogamous.”
“I was kidnapped!” She started crying.
“Kat, that’s not what I meant. I’m sorry. Please don’t cry.” He
got up and walked to her. Ever since the beach, she’d been becoming more and
more herself, but not enough. The slightest remark would set her off crying. He
wrapped his arms around her as she cried into his chest. “Please... I’m sorry
Kat. I was talking about before, in New York. You told me you never really had
a guy, you just slept around.”
“Slept around, not cheat. I never had a steady boyfriend.
There’s a difference, apparently not to you since I mean so little. You said
you’d respect me, clearly you don’t.”
“I do respect you and it’s because I respect you that I’ve left
you alone. You’ve been denying me for three months now Kat. It’s getting old
real fast.”
“Well I’m sorry if my being kidnapped inconvenienced you.” She
pulled away and ran to her room, barely closing the door behind her. She lay
down and waited. He’d come in. She’d bet vital parts of her anatomy that he’d
come in.
He’d been reading lately, looking into victims of rape and how
they dealt with it. He’d paid doctors to do analyze Kathryn and her case and
they all proved inconclusive, claiming that some victims never recuperate. But
he knew. He’d been playing all along. Her little mind games were intriguing and
new but he was tiring of them quickly. He knew she’d be laying on her bed
waiting for him. He knew she was expecting a night of incredible orgasms for
her benefit only. Well she was wrong this time. He’d show her. He grabbed his
duster and shouted to her from hall before leaving, “I’m going out, see you later.”
He left. “He fucking left me here.” How dare he leave here there
all by herself? He was supposed to feel bad and make her feel better. She laid
in a daze, waiting she knew not what for.
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2
Damn her! She’d been playing him and he’d let her. For the first
month or so after her disappearance, she hadn’t been ready. She’d cried when he
touched her. Then she started getting better after their day at the beach. For
a couple weeks he’d pleased her and not questioned when she’d pushed him away
in tears. He couldn’t know what it was like, but he could understand. Then one
time he’d been sucking away on her, licking and teasing and all the things she
liked, and she’d said, ‘please, inside, now.’ Then as quickly as she’d said it,
she said, ‘no, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it.’ She’d had three orgasms that night
and when he left to hunt, she reeked of her arousal, like it wasn’t good
enough. He wondered what she’d been doing when he was out. Surely she wouldn’t
bring another man ov... perfect. Another woman.
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She was waiting. She had been waiting for two hours now for his
return. He’d surely feel sorry now. She heard the door open and she crept
quietly to her door and peeked out into the hallway. He wasn’t alone.
“So where is it?”
“What’s that love?” He cooed in the girl’s ear.
“The surprise.”
“The surprise is me, that’s why you came here isn’t it? To have
my dick inside you?”
“Yes, but I was expecting something more.”
“There will be baby, you haven’t seen my dick.” The girl giggled
as he unzipped her dress and kissed her passionately. The nerve of him! Vampire
or not, he would NOT bring some two bit tramp into HER home. She slipped her
dress off and pulled a silk robe over her body, leaving the tie loose enough to
show some skin. She walked out to the living room to find the girl clad only in
panties on the couch.
“Oh Angel?” She said song-like.
“Shit.” He said.
“You have a wife? You didn’t tell me you had a wife.”
“She’s not my wife.” The girl jumped up and reached for her
dress. “You don’t have to go.”
“Sure you want her to stay lover?” She said, letting her leg
show through the front of the robe. “I thought you’d have better taste than one
so young. Her breasts aren’t nearly as supple as mine, are they baby?” She
pulled the robe apart at the top to reveal her bare breasts to him.
“I’m leaving. Whatever sick game you’re up to here, I’m not
going to play.” The girl grabbed her purse on the way out.
“So long honey, see ya, ba-bye.” He was practically drooling on
the couch, still kneeling on the floor where the girl had been. She walked over
letting the robe slide to the floor effortlessly. She sat down exactly how the
girl had been, legs spread before him. “Now what, I ask myself, were you going
to do with her?”
“What do you think?” She was beautiful; he looked down at the
clean-shaven pussy before him. She had a garter on, as well as stockings and
her pumps.
“I don’t know. Maybe you were gonna suck her until she came.”
“Maybe. We’ll never know.” He placed his index and middle finger
on the outside of her ankle and ran them up the length of her leg to her thigh.
“You’re so beautiful. Perfect tan, perfect body, perfect everything, except...”
he pulled her leg over his shoulder and kissed her inner thigh. “Except for the
plan.”
“What plan was that?” She said relaxing on the brown leather.
“The plan where I don’t know what you want.”
“You think you know what I want?”
“I do.”
“Then tell me what I want.” She said seductively as his hands
pulled the garter off.
“You want power,” he kissed her thigh, “and money,” he took her
other leg and put it over her shoulder, “and you want me to believe the crap
you’ve been pulling.”
“What?” She asked innocently. Damn she was good!
He ran his cool tongue over the length of her moist slit before
dipping into the juices within. “You tell me what *you* want Kathryn.” He ran
his tongue over her swelling clit while she looked for the words to speak.
“God that feels so good Angelus. I want... I want to go to that
party.”
“I know, what else?” He said through kisses and licks to her
clit.
“I want your... your... your fingers inside me.”
“Is that all?” He was driving her crazy. He was not giving her
the kind of contact and attention he had the numerous times before. He swirled
his tongue over her moistened lips but not long enough, never what she craved,
and he knew it.
“What do you mean?” He sat away from her with her legs draped
over his shoulders.
“You know,” he put one of her legs down, “what I mean,” then the
other. “You’ve been selfish Kathryn. For the first month I bought it, but you
made a small mistake.” He got up and the leather pants slid to the floor and he
kicked them out of the way. His erection jutted out from his body proudly. She
hadn’t seen him in so long. He sat on the coffee table facing her. “I let it
slide then, and I’ve played your little head games but it’s time to stop them.”
“Head games? What head games?” She asked starting to pout.
“I notice you didn’t cringe when I shed my clothes. Your eyes
didn’t dart away from my dick. You’re ready, you’re more than ready and you’ve
been ready for a while. Why deny me your warmth?”
‘Shit.’ She had to get out this one somehow. “I don’t know what
you’re talking about. What head games Angelus?
I went through something traumatic, I’m sorry if I didn’t just wake up
and get over it so you could fuck me. If it’s that important why didn’t you
just do it huh? Take what you want. Show me what a mean bad ass you are. Why?”
“Don’t even shed those crocodile tears with me Kat. I’m not
buying them again.” She was going about it all wrong. He used sex before; she’d
do the same.
She sat up and leaned over to his lap and licked his upper
thigh. He practically came in her face; it’d been so long since she’d touched
him. “You’re right. I’ve been greedy. Can you blame me? You knew I was a
princess when I moved in here. What did you expect? But I guess I can start
repaying you.” She stroked his hard cock before taking the tip in her mouth.
Her mouth was so warm! Better than he remembered; so warm and soft and wet, and
wonderful. She swirled her tongue around the tip before slipping him in
completely.
“Oh Kathryn, it’s been too long baby.” She bobbed her head a few
times and pulled away.
“What do you want?” She asked.
“I want you to suck my dick, that’s a good place to start.” She
smiled and took him in her mouth again, while grabbing his balls in one hand,
while her other hand rubbed his thigh and ass.
“Oh fuck baby that’s good.” He whimpered as he thrust up into
her mouth. “Keep doing that... yeah, like that... a little harder, suck it
harder.” She complied and he kept thrusting upward into her mouth. He was gonna
come at any moment when he felt pain. He looked down to see her holding the
base of his cock. “What the fuck Kathryn?”
“You were gonna fuck her in MY house.” She said coldly.
“What? Who? The girl? I was gonna eat her.”
“In more ways than one, I’m sure.”
“Kat...”
“NO. How many other girls you fuck lately?”
“Would you just let me get off? We’ll talk later.”
“NO. Let me get this one thing clear.” She squeezed him harder.
“There will be NO other girls, you fuck me and me alone. I so much as smell
another perfume on you and you’ll never so much as see my pussy again. Got it?”
He didn’t answer. He wouldn’t answer. The best way to handle
force was to give it back. He smiled and lunged at her, literally throwing
himself onto the couch on top of her. She didn’t seem scared. He grabbed her
wrists with one hand and held them above her head and used the other hand to
spread her legs. In one swift hard thrust he was buried completely inside her.
He kissed her ear lobe and whispered, “you really didn’t think you’d come out
on top, did you Kat? You’re not the only master manipulator in the world and
honey you can’t even compare to me.”
She looked at him, tauntingly, “welcome home,” she said as she
slid down a little, angling herself for deeper penetration. She’d won. He did
exactly what she wanted. Damn. He pulled out and slammed back into her.
“This isn’t over, don’t fool yourself.”
“I’m not.” She grabbed his ass as he ripped into her and she
screamed his name. He nipped at her neck and their lips met in punishing
kisses. He felt her wrap her legs around his waist and the heels dug into his
back. He smelled the blood from the digs as he continued pounding into her
welcoming body, meeting him stroke for stroke. His pubic bone put pressure on
her clit and he tasted the delicious skin of her breasts. “Please... Angelus...
make me come... come with me.”
She heard him change, felt his change, heard him growl before
she felt his fangs painlessly slide into her neck. Her passage shuddered around
him, her vaginal walls contracting wildly around his thick penis. She felt him
pumping her full of his cool seed as she orgasmed around him. He growled loudly
as he drank from her. He pulled his fangs out first and remained on top of her,
inside her for a while. She unhooked her legs from around him and he rolled
onto her side, still on the couch.
“It’s good to be back baby.”
“Yes it was. But I meant it, no one else, only me.”
“Only you? You know I don’t work that way Kat.”
“Well start, otherwise I’m moving out, and I mean that.” She
said standing up. “I’m starving. I feel like I could eat a bus.”
“If you were a vampire, we could go out and eat one, well, the
passengers on one.”
“I could never be a vampire, I like my reflection too much.
Anyway, I’m eating and you’re telling me about the arrangements for our trip.
Are we driving?”
“We’re flying. I’ve got this damn ring and we’re flying in the
sun. We leave Wednesday, the party is on Friday, right?”
“Correct sir.” He sat at the table and watched her. “So you
really knew I was faking it?”
“Two months ago you slipped and covered yourself up quickly, but
I knew. I’ve been around over two hundred years, I’m good at reading people.”
“I’ve been out of practice. I’ve gotta get back in the game.
Where are we staying?” She sat at the table with her pizza. “This is so good.”
“The Plaza Hotel.”
“The Plaza? That’s the most expensive and prominent hotel in New
York.”
“You said you wanted to show them you didn’t need them. Right?”
“Right, but the Plaza? I’m getting used to this having money
again thing. It’s been too long. You know what we’ll have to do? See a ballgame
at Madison Square Garden and walk through China Town. I’ve never been.”
“You’ve lived in New York, you grew up there and you’ve never
been to China Town?”
“A Manhattan debutant does NOT feel comfortable in China Town,
or safe. But with you I know I’m safe. You’re a big comfy blanket with fangs.”
“You’re amazing.”
“I know and I need clothes, a whole new wardrobe.”
“I’ve also got a surprise for you once we’re there.”
“What is it?”
“If I tell you it’s not a surprise.”
“Will I like it?” She asked as he felt her concealed foot
running up his leg.
“I think you’ll love it.”
“Good.” She stood up and turned to him, “race you to the
bathtub!”
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3
“Nervous?”
“No.”
“Liar.”
“A little.”
“Don’t be.” She held his hand. “And if it turns out you’re
really scared, I’ll have to distract you. You did eat before we left, correct?”
“Yes dear.” She leaned her head on his shoulder as the engines
started up.
“What the fuck is that sound Kat?” He growled.
“The engines, it’s perfectly normal. Relax.” Relax? RELAX? How
could he relax? “Just close your eyes and imagine having sex with me. We’ll be
in the air in no time.” Imagine having sex with her, he could do that. She’d be
naked on the bed waiting for him an... they started moving. He looked out the
window.
“What are we doing?”
“We’re taxiing to the runway. I can’t believe this, big bad
demon guy is scared of a little flight.”
“I’ve always had a problem trusting these modern machines. I
know how truly stupid some humans can be, I have a hard time putting stock in
your genius inventions.”
“Well trust me, these are perfectly safe.”
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“Kat?”
“Yes?” She sighed.
“How much longer?”
“Two hours.”
“Oh.”
“Just relax.” She leaned against him and slid her hand between
his thighs. “Just concentrate on something else. It’ll be over in no time.” He
felt her stroking him through his khakis. He still couldn’t believe he was
completely pussy whipped.
“What do you suggest I concentrate on?”
“I have a few ideas, grab the blanket.” He passed her the
blanket they’d been given and she spread it over his lap. “Think you can be
quiet?”
“Why would you ask me that?” She unzipped his pants and reached
in to his rapidly hardening penis. “Oh.”
“Like I said, think you can be quiet? Cause I don’t think so.”
“Oh you don’t? I can.” She smiled wickedly. Damn. He fell for
her tricks every time.
“Care to make a wager?”
“What are the terms?” He asked.
“If you so much as whimper you stop fucking everyone else but
me.”
“Everyone else who?”
“All those little girls.”
“And if I win?” He asked.
She smiled, she’d said this before. “I’ll fuck your brains out.”
“You do that anyway.”
She squeezed him and licked his ear, “I’ll let you put it
anywhere.”
“You’re on baby, do your worst.” He said as she pulled his
erection out of his pants and pumped him a few times.
“Okay, but mum’s the word.” She kissed his lips gently before
leaning against him again. This was a bet she could win. She felt the pre-cum
oozing out the tip and swirled it around the head. She slid her other hand
inside his pants and grabbed his balls in her hand to play with. She began
pumping him in her hand while nuzzling against his chest. “How ya doin’?” She
asked glancing up at him. He just smiled. ‘Okay, time to start phase two.’
He had smiled. It had taken every ounce of will power not to
tell her to just fuck him right there in front of everyone. “Boy am I tired
honey. I’m going to take a little nap.” She smiled wickedly as she slipped her
head under the blanket. Fuck this was not good. He surveyed the surrounding
seats. There was a three year old and her mother sitting kitty-corner to them,
across the isle sat an elderly woman and a younger man. In front of him sat the
three year old’s older brother and their fa... FUCK! What the hell was she
doing to him?
She licked up the base of his impressive length and cleaned the
pre-cum from the tip. She felt his hand slide around her small frame and cup
her breast, which was just fine with her, she was getting rather wet.
He barely choked down a growl as the scent of her sex hit him.
He squeezed her breast and she slapped his thigh. The blanket began to bob on
top of her head as she took him in her mouth. He thrust up to her mouth and she
forced his hips back down. Fuck. He closed his eyes, trying to concentrate on
anything but her moist mouth taking him to the back of her throat. Her mouth
was so willing to take him, so perfect for him. He was getting so close, so
close to winning the bet.
He was close, she knew he was. She wrapped her hand around the
base of his cock and squeezed, cutting his orgasm off, simultaneously biting
him. “KAT!” He growled and she sat up.
“I win, no more whores.” She smiled and leaned against the
window to catch the view.
Fuck! “You’d better finish what you started.”
“Oh sorry. Was I doing something?”
“You bet your ass you were.”
“Oh, I won the bet, did you not get that part?”
He leaned close to her with gold flecks in his eyes, “you get my
dick in your mouth or you’ll regret it.”
“Let’s get this straight right now Angelus. You are not the
owner of me. You do NOT have the right to tell me what to do. I do what I want
when I want. I’m not going to follow your orders.” She stood up. “Excuse me.”
She edged in front of him to the isle and he grabbed her arm.
“Where the fuck do you think you’re going?”
“Bathroom all the way at the back of the plane on the right.”
She winked and strolled away. He tucked his dick back in his pants and followed
her quickly. He got to the bathrooms in the back and she reached out, grabbed
him and dragged him into the bathroom. She was stark naked and locked the door
behind him. “Glad you came, I was dying out there.”
“You gonna finish what you started Kathryn?”
“No but I’m gonna let you fuck me and we both get off.”
“Fair enough.” She unzipped his fly and his erection sprung out
of its confines. She hopped up onto the sink and sat on top of her dress. Her
dripping cunt was at the perfect height and he pulled her flush against him as
he sought her mouth in a passionate kiss. He was never sure if they were
fucking or making love or neither, but whatever it was, it was good enough for
forever. He slammed inside her grasping pussy and buried himself in that tight
heat he’d been longing for. “Can I scream now?” He grunted.
“Sure, just not too loud.”
“Then you better kiss me.” She forced her tongue in his mouth,
mimicking the action of his manhood as it plunged into her hot center. “Fuck
you’re so tight Kat.”
“And you love it.”
“Yeah I do.” She clenched her pussy muscles around him and he
growled. “Yeah baby, grasp me, pull me deeper...” she followed his directions
and moaned.
She began sweating and her body heat alone was enough to steam
the mirror in the small bathroom. “Angelus... please... make me come...” he
pinched her clit and she came hard as he continued to saw in and out of her
body. “God... more... harder... deeper... please... faster...”
“Baby you just want everything don’t you?”
“Don’t you?” She fired back between nips at his neck.
“What else do you want baby? Tell me and I’ll make it happen.”
He mumbled.
“Bite me.”
“What?” That was the first time she brought up anything like
that since her kidnapping, the first time she’d asked without him initiating.
“Just bite me, make me yours again.” He immediately shifted and
slammed into her once more as he pierced her skin they came together. Her
muscles milking him for every last drop he had, flushing him with her own
juice. He drank a couple mouthfuls and pulled out of her. “Do you feel better
now?” She asked, her face flushed.
“Much more relaxed.”
“And you know,” she hopped off the sink, “if say you should be
nervous again in another hour or so, I’d feel it my duty to help in anyway I
can.”
“I’ll remember that.”
She slipped the dress on and felt their come oozing down her
leg. “I’m going to wash up here, meet you back at the seat?”
“Okay.” He unlocked the door.
“Oh and Angelus?”
“Yes Kat?”
“I won, seriously. No more sleeping around for you, me and only
me. Got it?”
“I never reneg on a bet Kat.”
“Good.” He kissed her quickly before leaving her to her
business.
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4
“Does it usually take this long?”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“Cause people need to get their luggage off the plane.”
“Why bring luggage?”
“Cause unlike you they are not incredibly rich and unlike you
they are not planning on wearing one tux and then spending the rest of the week
nude.”
“You know me too well Kat.”
“Well, weren’t you the one who said we were one of a kind?”
“Indeed I did.” She got her bag down from the overhead
compartment and he swung it over his shoulder.
“Such the gentleman.”
“Tell that to that street whore.”
“What street whore?” They followed the path of the other
passengers through baggage claim.
“None, never mind, I was joking.”
“No you weren’t, but that’s okay, in the past, before I kicked
your ass, sexually speaking.”
“If that’s your definition of kicking ass, you can kick my ass
any day of the week.”
“And I just might,” he took her hand and they walked outside,
the sun was streaming down on them. He still couldn’t get over the magnificence
of the sun, the glory of the heat on his skin; skin that had been cold for so
long. “So how are we getting to the Plaza? I don’t see a limo.”
“Cause we’re not going in a limo, we’re going in style.” She
looked at him questioningly and followed his finger as he pointed to a car
parked about a block down.
“IS THAT... IS THAT WHAT I THINK IT IS?”
“Yeah baby, do you like it?”
“Do I like it? I love it!” She took off running in heals for the
car. “How did you do this?”
“Asked around, twisted a few arms, spend some cash.”
“It’s perfect.”
“Care to drive?”
` “I’d love to.” She took the keys and hopped in the 1957 jet-black
Jaguar Roadster. He sat beside her. She turned the ignition and listened to the
engine purr. “She’s perfect.”
“The car’s a she?”
“Of course. And she likes to go fast.” She threw it into gear
and they were off.
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She pulled into the parking space reserved for the penthouse
guests below the hotel. She left the car going, feeling the vibrations surge
through her. Kathryn closed her eyes and relaxed.
“Kat?”
“Yeah?”
“Are you gonna turn it off?” She turned to him smiling and
inched over to him, slowly unbuckling his belt, unzipping the leather
pants. “Kat, what are you doing?”
“Making you scream.” She laughed as she stroked him to hardness.
“Why here?”
“Why not?”
“Good point.” He went for her blouse and she slapped his hands.
“No touching.” She pulled his belt from his pants and tied his
hands behind his head. “Beautiful; bondage looks great on you baby.” He nipped
at her breast through her shirt. “Now now, if you don’t play by the rules
you’ll find yourself bored stiff.”
He watched entranced as she pulled her skirt down and struggled
to take off her blouse and bra. She was completely naked in the parking garage
of a well-known hotel in New York City in her car with the top down. He loved
it. He’d always been a bit of an exhibitionist. He stared at her fingers that
stroked the outer lips of her cunt. Her fingers came away covered in moisture
and he tried so hard not to break the belt and fuck her. He wanted her to have
some fun, but she wasn’t making sense, which was he loved about her.
She kneeled over his thighs and impaled herself on his velvety
steel and moaned softly as she began rocking her hips. She took one of her
breasts and offered it to his tongue for worship; which he did willingly. He
suckled her as she quickened her pace, rapidly throwing herself onto his cock.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and took his hands in hers as she slammed
herself onto him, nearing release. He felt her hands toying with her clit, one
of her nails scraping his cock as she fucked him. She screamed as her orgasm
ripped through her.
“Okay, let’s go, and quickly.” She said getting up, her come
flowing down her legs.
“WHAT?” He growled, still unsatisfied.
“Upstairs, to our room. We do have a room here, right?” He had
no idea what she was doing, except that she had their bags out of the trunk and
was still lacking clothes, save for her stockings and high heals. “Oh, and
gimme your duster.” He sat, hands still behind his head. “Oh, right... no need
to be all stoic and tied up.”
“WHAT are you doing?” He asked angrily.
“I’m getting wetter by the minute, so let’s get up there quick
lover.” He just stared at her. “She grabbed his cock and squeezed it. “I’ve got
plans for this upstairs, so LET’S GO.”
With promises like that
he leapt out of the car and shrugged off his duster. She used it to conceal her
naked body. The smell of her sex permeated the air around them as they got in
the elevator to check-in.
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