Chapter Nine

Melinda

He walked toward me, taking my face in his hands and kissing me deeply and passionately. I could barely breathe, my lungs were moving so fast, and I could feel my heart beating in the palm of my hands. There was something so sensual and erotic about his touch. I moaned softly as his lips moved down my neck, and I reached up, grabbing his shirt with both hands and pulling him into me. I pushed my hips against his cock, feeling it bulging inside of his pants.

Just knowing how much he wanted me made the heat in my chest move down between my legs. He reached around me and unzipped my dress, pulling the shoulders down and trailing his lips across my skin. Then he pulled the dress from my body and tossed it to the side, reaching back and unclasping my bra. My breasts bounced out, my nipples hard from the feeling of electricity between us. He kissed my belly as he bent over and slipped my panties down, allowing me to hold on as I stepped out of them.

When he stood back up I unbuttoned his shirt, pulling it from his body. I reached down and unbuttoned his pants, letting them fall to the ground and watching him step out of them. His long, hard cock was pushing, trying to be set free from his boxers. Instead of pulling them down, I backed up, sitting down on the bed and pulling him toward me. He stepped forward, running his hand over the top of my head. Slowly I pulled his boxers down and off, tossing them to the side. I ran my fingertips down the shaft of his cock, listening to him groan softly above me.

I looked up and met his eyes, feeling the ecstasy rolling between us. The passion that we felt, that magnetism pulling us together, was the strongest I had ever felt before. I no longer felt like I was fucking a stranger, but instead making love to a man that I felt very deeply for. That should’ve been terrifying, but in the moment, it wasn’t. And I didn’t question it.

My hand grasped tightly around his shaft, moving up and down slowly as I leaned my head forward and ran my lips over the tip of his cock. He groaned as I took him into my mouth and plunged my head down, my lips reaching the base. As I slowly pulled my head back up, I sucked hard at the back of my throat and swirled my tongue all around. He let out a deep breath and tangled his hand in my hair, pushing me lightly as I went back down. His huge cock filled my throat and as my head came back, I glanced up at him, my eyes watering and a moan vibrating through my throat. I reached my hand up and cradled his balls, rubbing them around in my hand. He growled as I continued, sucking his dick faster and faster, feeling it bulging inside of my mouth.

After a few moments, he pulled my head back and reached down, grabbing me under the arms and pulling me up onto the bed. He moved back in front of me and stroked his cock for a moment, looking over every inch of my body. Watching his hand move up and down his shaft was insanely erotic, and I spread my legs open, welcoming him in. He reached forward and slid two fingers through the folds, rubbing them over my clit and then moving down to slide them inside of me.

I moaned loudly, feeling him bending forward and bringing his face into my wet mound. I lay back, feeling his tongue running through my juices, unable to control myself any longer. I spread my legs apart and began to grind my pussy against his mouth, screaming out as he moved me closer and closer to orgasm.

As his fingers moved in and out of me, his tongue massaged my clit, sending electricity through my body. Just as he picked up the pace, I arched my back and grasped onto his back, feeling the heat inside of me explode. Tendrils of electric waves pulsed through my muscles and my body screamed out in pleasure as my juices trickled out into his mouth. He groaned against my pussy as my body shook and writhed beneath him, feeling every second of the orgasm.

As soon as my body had relaxed, he climbed forward, rolling me onto my side. He laid down behind me and picked up my leg, scooting in and rubbing his cock through my juices. He reached back and grabbed a condom from his nightstand, slipping it over his hard shaft and returning quickly to my side. He pushed forward, leaning his body against mine as he entered me, filling me fully with his cock. I moaned loudly as he wrapped his arm around me and rubbed my nub, his hips moving in and out with a slow steady rhythm. I could already feel another orgasm coming on as if the first had triggered a waterfall of pleasure inside of me. I gripped down on the comforter next to me.

My heavy breathing showed him where I was, and he started to rub my clit harder and faster. I screamed out, feeling all the sensations at once, knowing that I was about to explode all over again. He sucked on my ear, his hot breath flowing over my neck.

“I’m gonna come,” I moaned loudly.

“Yes,” he whispered. “Let me feel it, baby.”

He began to push hard and deep as I clenched down, screaming loudly and throwing my head back into his. As the pleasure pushed through me once again, I could feel how sensitive my clit had become. I reached down and grabbed his hand, a mixture of moans and giggles escaping my throat. He chuckled as he moved from his side and crawled back in front of me.

I lay there for a moment, breathing heavily, and looked up at him. He smiled mischievously before flipping me over on my stomach and spreading my legs wide. He reached underneath my stomach and lifted my hips so just my ass was in the air. He slid forward and rubbed the tip of his cock against my wetness before slowly sliding into me again.

I screamed out in ecstasy and grabbed onto the edge of the bed as he began to thrust hard and deep inside of me. I could tell he no longer had the self-discipline he had shown before and he was fucking me as hard and deep as he possibly could. It felt amazing, and I pulled my legs in slightly and tilted my hips to give him better access. He reached his hands forward and grabbed my ass as he plunged in and out over and over again.

“Fuck,” he groaned. “You are so fucking wet.”

I moaned loudly at the sound of his voice and I could tell that every time I screamed, he became needier. He slapped me lightly on the ass cheek and the pain mixed with pleasure shot straight into my stomach. He reached his hands up and gripped my waist tightly as his cock began to pulsate inside of me.

“Yes, baby,” I moaned. “I want to feel you come.”

He growled loudly as he thrust forward three more times before falling into me and gripping tightly to my hips. He pulsed his body against me as he leaned his head back and moaned loudly. His body was stiff against mine and after a few moments, I could hear the air leaving his lungs. He leaned forward and kissed the center of my back before pulling out and allowing me to fall forward on my belly.

He got up and walked into the bathroom to clean himself up. When he came back out, he plopped down in the bed next to me and smiled. My head was still spinning just a little, but I didn’t want him to know that. The sex was amazing, in fact, it was probably the best sex I had ever had. I didn’t know whether it was the alcohol, him, or a combination, but everything had completely blown my mind. Our chance meeting at the party; our date tonight; just our overall chemistry.

However, as I lay there watching him, I realized exactly where I was and exactly who I was with, and I started to immediately regret what I had done. I didn’t even know what to say at that point, and all the comfort of the night immediately left. I could feel myself retreating back into my serious mode.

“Stay the night,” he said, smiling.

“I can’t,” I replied. “I have to be at work bright and early. In fact, I have to get going soon.”

On the inside, I started to feel panicked like I needed to get away, and I needed to do it fast. It wasn’t that I didn’t enjoy being with him; I actually really liked his company, his conversation, and his seriously hot body. The reality of it was, I couldn’t let myself get involved in anything like this. I had too much at stake and too much going on right now. I needed to focus, and I couldn’t afford to get distracted. I pulled myself out of the bed and picked my clothes off of the floor.

I could feel Troy watching me as I pulled my clothes on and looked in the mirror, patting down my hair and wiping the makeup from under my eyes. I leaned over and picked up my shoes, looking back at Troy in the bed. He smiled at me with that charm, and I couldn’t help but smile back.

“When can I see you again?”

I stood there, hesitating, not knowing what to say to him. I didn’t want him to think I hadn’t enjoyed myself. At the same time, though, I really had nothing to offer him. I needed to be focused on what was important to me—my careers, my goals, all the ones that still remained—and having Troy in my life was not going to let that happen, I could already tell.

“I don’t know,” I said, leaning over and putting my shoes on. “I mean, I’m super busy right now. Even tonight, if you hadn’t hijacked me for a date, I would have been at work until at least nine.”

“I can eat at nine,” he said, smiling.

I was torn, fighting myself on the inside for the answer that was right. I wanted to give into him. I wanted to say that I would stay the night and that we could have dinner any night that he wanted, but I just couldn’t. I knew, no question, that I did not need the distraction in my life. I needed to get out of there, and I needed to put this behind me, pushing forward at work and continuing to move toward the new ten-year plan that I had just created.

“I’ll call you soon,” I said, walking over to the bed and kissing him.

Then I turned and left the penthouse, climbing in the elevator and leaning back against the wall as the doors slid shut. I let out a deep breath and straightened my dress in the mirror. I knew that I had no intention of calling him, but I just couldn’t bring myself to tell him. I just had to remember that this was all for the best, or at least I hoped it was.