Xavier
I just fucked Allie again for the first time after so many years and I'm surprised by how amazing it was. She's intoxicating and I don't know what this pull is from inside of me to be with her.
She’s fucking stunning and I guess it’s thrown me a little off guard even though I’m trying to be distant with her. I’ve teased her and toyed with her over lunch and now she’s my prey, caught in a trap of intrigue and deception.
Part of me wants to hear her scream my real name, Stanley, the name she used to know me by, but there’s no time for thinking about that shit. Right now, I’m still rock hard and ready for more.
She’s a fucking model after all. Let’s not forget that. And she probably uses her charms on every man, not just me. That’s how it was before. I’d do well to remember that.
I bury my feelings and remember my true motives for this escapade. I'm trying to ignore the nostalgia, the aching need to be with her, but it’s hard. Allie has that effect on people. I aim to stay detached but it's fucking harder than I anticipated.
I take the blindfold off, her eyes open, and she looks at me in such an intimate way that it gives me pause. I pull away and try to act indifferent.
"Want to take a shower?" I ask.
She's spread out on my bed like she could stay there all day. I can tell she feels freshly fucked and probably unable to move. The crisp gray sheets envelop her body at the perfect angle, showcasing her gorgeous curves. She makes it look like an ad for men’s cologne or some shit.
I press a button to open the blinds and fresh sunlight comes streaming in. It hits her body and she lazes in it like a cat.
I can’t shake this vision of her tangled up in my sheets. It feels so right, as if having her here is what I’ve been missing all along.
But this line of thinking will get me nowhere. I have a plan, a need to destroy her, and even her naked body spread in the sexiest position out across my bed will not sway me.
Allie must pay. But first I’ll have her screaming my name one more time. It’s a sound that I’ll never tire of hearing. Allie Baldwin crying out for me, craving and coming around my cock, submitting to me in every way. I want it all.
I'm dying to get her into the shower so I can fuck her one more time.
I take her hand and pull her up off the bed. I can't help but admire her body every second that she's naked. She’s definitely cut out to be a model. I wonder if she works hard for that body or if it just comes naturally to her?
I lead her into the bathroom, which is huge and decked out with every possible luxury and amenity you could ever want. There are double sinks, double closets, a steam room, separate sauna, an oversized tub, and a shower with multiple rain shower heads. What fucking else would you expect in a penthouse?
I dim the lights in here too so I don’t abruptly shake her out of her blissful oblivion. Then I turn on some music and light candles. It's sexy and romantic, and I don't fucking know why I’m doing it, but I feel like she deserves this kind of treatment.
I start the water and make sure it runs nice and hot for her. She takes a seat on the side of the tub, likely wondering what craziness just ravaged her body.
I don't fuck like normal guys, I fuck like a damn champion. I know she's feeling all of that right about now. Pretty soon she'll start to harbor feelings for me and think about our future together. This is what all women do.
Unfortunately for them it never works out. But at least they get the opportunity to experience what it's like to be with a real man.
And when Allie starts to feel that way, I’ll have her just where I want her.
I take her hand and pull her gently into the shower. She lets the water run over her blonde hair that hits the middle of her back. For a while I just watch her.
She's like a golden goddess in the shower. I think I'd like to take her to Hawaii and put her under some waterfalls.
There's a reason she's vying to be a supermodel. She literally makes men think of taking her to glamorous places and doing filthy things to her just because she fucking stands out against Mother Nature herself.
I won't let my mind wander now. I only have Allie for a couple more hours before I have to get back to work.
I get in the shower with her and let the water hit my skin and am immediately intoxicated by the effect of being in here with Allie.
There's something about her that causes my heart to race just a little bit faster.
I have to be inside her again soon. I want to connect. These are definitely feelings I shouldn't be having right now. That’s not part of the plan.
Maybe they're leftover obsessions from high school. I don't fucking know, but for this one moment, I have to give into my need to be with Allie.
I'm not going to worry and I'm not going to strategize. I’ll just allow myself to be, then I’ll worry about the rest later.
After she's nice and wet from the water, I sit down on the marble bench and pull her towards me. She gets down on her knees and immediately starts sucking my cock before I even tell her to. It’s like she’s starved for a taste of my cock.
The warm, almost hot water grazes my skin and it makes the heated sensation of her lips around my thick shaft all the better.
This is one of my favorite places to fuck, in the shower. Especially when you have a shower this big. It's large enough to fit three girls. Believe me, I know from experience.
But again, being here with Allie is different and I can't put my finger on why. I feel so angry at her and those emotions still rise to the surface, but she's tenderizing me in some way that I can't explain. A way I don’t want to fucking acknowledge.
It's feels fucking amazing to be with her. Especially when I look down and see her lips spread wide over the girth of my enormous shaft.
She's hungry for it and I'm hungry for her.
"Fuck, Allie, that feels so fucking good. Just like that, baby," I say through gritted teeth.
She's going down on me with vigor, and I have to say, this girl has some moves that I've never seen before. She's like an expert at sucking cock. I could get used to this.
I don't want to come down her throat, though. I want to come inside of her again.
Right as I'm at the brink of orgasm, I pull back. I get up and I bend her over the marble stool so that I can take her right here in the shower with the water pelting down upon us.
I slam into her from behind, and it's an electrifying feeling. We're completely connected, our bodies so close it’s hard to tell where one ends and the other begins.
We find a rhythm easily and she's quickly moaning again and crying out in pleasure. I've never been with a girl like this. It's never been this good. It surprises even me. And I don't get surprised very fucking easily.
We fuck, and fuck, and fuck. I could do this all day. I want her every second.
But eventually we have to go back to the real world and I have to go back to hating her. So, I pump into her a couple more times, and when I know she's at the edge of her climax I command her to come.
"Now, baby," I growl. "I want you to come right fucking now."
On command, she climaxes right then. Her pussy gets tight as a fucking vise around my cock, and it feels incredible. I take that as my cue to unload inside of her.
A hot flow of cum shoots out of me directly into her waiting pussy. The idea of my sticky cum being inside of her, filling her so full that it starts to run down her shaking thighs is such a fucking turn on. The shower water washes all the stickiness away before we have a chance to enjoy it.
She cries out as she comes. She screams my name. Hearing my name on her lips is like the ultimate satisfaction. I could drink that shit up all day.
By the end, we’re both spent. It's been quite an afternoon. I wash her down with soap and rinse her off. She steps out of the shower and into one of my terrycloth robes.
She looks so fucking beautiful, and I don’t want to admit it, even to myself, but I could get used to this.
I decide then and there that to fully enact my plan, I’m going to need to get her even more addicted to me. I just have to watch myself, though, because if I don’t? I’m toeing the line into fucking dangerous territory.