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I’m the one who stresses her out, and the one who takes it away. It’s a mutual and rewarding relationship, but still not what I want.
Images of the girl in the alley float through my brain as I gently unfasten the tethers and push Ashley forward, letting her body rest against the mattress as I pull out some cream and rub her down. With the blood seeping from her flesh she needs the bare minimum of aftercare before I empty myself into her and send her packing.
As I tend to the wounds, I don’t see them, I only see the dark hair and narrowed eyes looking up at me like she did. I know she saw me, that’s why she ran, and I wonder if she really will be back tonight.
Who knows, but it’s worth a shot.
“Mmmm, that feels so good.” Ashley moans, her body moving with the force of my strokes across her as she melts more into my bed.
The chiming song of the grandfather clock downstairs in my study rings out eleven times, snapping me out of my thoughts and the caresses across her marred back. It’s nearly time, and I need to be at that window.
“Up.” I command her, helping her rise on her shaky legs.
She practically falls into me, her damp back smearing the lotion on my chest as I hold her up against me. But I don’t give her much time to do anything to steady herself before I yank her hands behind her back and thrust her towards the window, smashing her naked breasts up against the cold glass.
She squeaks in surprise at my sudden movements but doesn’t fight me, she knows better, but she does give a little protesting moan when I grab a blindfold off the top of my dresser and slip it on over her head. I can’t have her seeing what I’m looking for as I take her and drain my desire for another into her pretty little cunt.
“Sir?”
“Shhh kitten. Just go with it.” I say to her, kissing her neck, running my hands up and down her body, grabbing her tits and squeezing them while I pin her hands behind her with my body, crushing her slim wrists together with my weight.
My cock is unbelievably hard and pulsing against her ass as I manipulate her breasts, tugging on them, pulling on her nipples that are hard from my touch and the cold. She’s moaning and trying to press back against me, begging for what she knows is coming.
Kicking her feet apart, I undo my belt and jeans, shoving them down hastily to my knees, and she cries out in the wanting need of my dick.
“Please, Sir.”
“Yes.” I grunt back to her as I drag the head of my cock through her ass cheeks, feeling her warmth and the wetness that’s leaking from her pussy and traveling through the seams of her body.
“Oh fuck!” She cries out as I position myself at her tight opening and thrust up inside that perfect little cunt in one hard push of my powerful hips.
It’s fucking paradise inside her, and the way she molds to me, taking every large inch. She grunts and growls between me and the window as I fuck her, slowly at first, then build up speed as her juices squelch around me, wetting me more, letting me slide through her flesh with no resistance.
“So good, so wet.” I pant in her ear, kissing her neck, biting it, making her gasp and cry at the feel of my teeth in her flesh.
Her hands flex against my pelvis as I slam into her over and over again, rattling the double pane window, smashing her into it. I can feel her fingers grabbing at my skin, and normally I would punish her for the indiscretion, but not now. Now, my attention is on the darkened alley behind my house. I’m watching over her shoulder, waiting for a glimpse of the creature I saw before, wanting to know who she is, why she’s out there, and where she came from.
Curiosity killed the cat dude.
“Adrian!” Ashley screams out as I punish her with my cock, forcing her to take it all, holding her to the glass, lifting her off her feet with each wild thrust of my hips.
She’s close, her cunt gripping me like a fist, her hands slapping and pinching at me to make me stop, but without her safe word being spoken, I keep going. She needs to take me, to help me quench this fucking thirst inside of me for that beauty outside who has yet to make an appearance.
I’m getting frustrated, I want to see her, to look down on her, to let her peer up and see what I am capable of. Something in me tells me that the shy little thing will be just as curious about me as I am of her.
“Oh God, Adrain!”
I’m fucking my secretary harder than I ever have before, ripping her open inside, pushing up so hard that I swear I can feel her heart beating on the head of my dick. It’s not enough, and I growl out my anger as I slam her so hard that her face cracks the glass under it.
The screams coming from her mouth and the feel of her twitching and pulsing around me toss me over the edge into an orgasm that roars all the way up from my bare toes that dig into the rug under them. It’s hard and violent as it tears out of my dick, filling her as she breaks apart around me on a guttural string of obscenities.
“That’s it, take it all, kitten.” I grunt quietly, barely able to hear myself through her vocalizations.
“Fuck, god damn, oh shit, fuck!” She swears as she rides out our climaxes like the good little cum dumpster she is.
I’m empty and panting, my large body crushing hers, and I rest my chin on her shoulder, looking over it to the alley below. It’s empty, with no one in sight, and the absence of the little thing I was waiting for makes me angry.
Fuck!
