Money Shot (88 page)

“Yes, Sir,” I whisper.

I climb on the bed like a puppy, not daring to get up on my feet, which would have made it a lot easier, and place myself as he has asked. He lets go of the belt so that it is loosely hanging from my neck.

“On your elbows, hands together, face down,” he continues. 

As soon as I obey, he wraps a piece of rope around my wrists, tying my hands together before he fastens them at the headboard of the bed.

“Ass up, legs spread,” his next command follows. “Give me a good view of the sweet pussy I will get to enjoy.”

I do as I am told and he produces more rope to tie my ankles to the posts at the end of the bed on each side respectively. 

“Perfect,” he evaluates when he is done. “I wish you could see how perfectly beautiful you look right now, little girl.”

“Thank you, Sir,” I utter, partly suffocated by the sheets. 

He pauses for a moment and looks at me, intently observing every little movement as I am getting adjusted to the position he has tied me into. I am breathing heavily, burning with anticipation and excitement. 

Eventually, he climbs on the bed behind me, placing himself between my legs, facing my exposed center. 

“Still drooling like a bitch in heat,” he assesses.

I flinch when I feel his hand on my sex, gently massaging the wet area. I blush as I can literally hear how aroused I am. 

He massages my clit, just as skillfully as he has done the day before. I squirm and groan loudly as he pushes a finger inside me. 

“Fuck me...” I beg helplessly, my voice so low that I am unsure whether he can even hear me.

He can. 

“What is that, my little slut?” He asks. 

“Fuck me!” I repeat. Loudly this time, my voice filled with desperation. “Please fuck me, Sir!” 

He chuckles and continues to finger me for a few moments, obviously enjoying my desperate convulsion. Then, he suddenly removes his hand and I hear him fiddling with some plastic packaging. A condom, most likely. Finally!

He is handy and quick. Just a few moments later, I can finally feel the tip of his gorgeous member teasing my entrance. 

“Say it again,” he demands. 

Oh, for God’s sake!

“Fuck me, Sir!” I exclaim. “Please fuck me!”

“As you wish, slut,” he comments and pushes himself inside me, filling me with his entire length with one, deep push. 

I yelp as he stretches me, now slowly moving back and forth inside me. He feels so big!

And so good.

“Don’t you dare coming yet,” he warns while he continues to pound me from behind.

I cannot reply anything but a desperate moan. My vision is blurry and my head spinning with lust. It feels as if his cock is stirring my entire body.

He leans forward and reaches around me to play with my clit while he continues to fuck me. I yelp at his touch, shocked by how close I am to coming already.

“N-n-no,” I try to protest. “No, don’t, I’m gonna-”

“Oh, no you’re not!” He insists, withdrawing his hand from my center. I sigh with relieve and desperation.

To my surprise, he also withdraws his cock, leaving me wet and hungry for him.

I let out a deep groan of disappointment and wiggle my behind as if I was trying to invite him back in.

“I have an idea how to make you look even prettier,” he whispers.

I cannot turn around to see what he is doing, but he appears to be reaching around to fetch something from behind him.

“Have you forgotten what we talked about on out drive up here?” He asks.

I have no idea what he is aiming at—until I can feel his finger massaging my anus. I have always loved anal play and eagerly lean into him as he carefully pushes a finger inside me.

“You like that, huh,” he notices.

“Mhm,” I mumble, now moving back and forth, autonomously fucking his finger with my ass. But he doesn’t let do this for long and quickly removes his finger, replacing it with something else. A plug, I assume.

It is a lot thicker than his finger, and it hurts, just as these things always hurt in the beginning. But I welcome it nonetheless, the pains just as much as the pleasure that comes with it.

The plug gets thicker the deeper he pushes it inside me. I groan in pain and relieve as it is finally in all the way, tightly secured and stretching my ass about four times as much as his finger has.

“Very good girl,” he praises me as he gently pets the end of the plug. “This is stretching you good, I bet you feel as tight as a young virgin now.”

I cannot think of anything but a desperate moan to reply to that.

“Do you want me to fuck you now? With this stretching your ass while I do?” He asks.

“Yes!” I blurt out. “Yes, Sir. Please!”

He doesn’t make me beg for long and quickly grants my wish, forcing himself back inside me. He is right, I am a lot tighter now. I can feel him pushing against the plug inside my body—and it drives me insane.

“Oh God,” he exclaims as he pushes himself inside me. “Fuck, you’re tight.”

He doesn’t stop until he fills me completely. I am stretched to the extreme. He slowly starts moving back and forth, fucking me while the plug stretches my ass.

I am too dizzy with arousal to think clearly. Everything is working together, sending me into that sweet vertigo that truly marks the sexual experience that I love and crave. 

No one has ever done it as well as him, though.

He knows exactly what I need, what I can take. And he knows that I am about to explode.

He leans forward so that he is closer to my head. I cannot see his face, but I can clearly hear him when he whispers: “I want you to come, little girl. Come. Now.”

Once again, I reply with a moan—turning into a desperate shriek as he reaches for my clit again. Just the faintest touch of his fingertips is enough to drive me over the edge. 

I climax. Loud and hard, desperately shrieking with lust as the orgasm captivates my entire body. And it only takes a split second for him to follow. I can feel him pulsate inside me as he releases himself while my muscles are tightening around him.

Tears are running down my face as I float through the sweet, dreamlike condition that follows a climax as intense as this.

He claims me again that night. And again. Only interrupted by a bath—and another glass of champagne, accompanied by a little snack that he orders up to our suite. It is the perfect hedonistic getaway—and I am beginning to feel sad about the fact that this will be a onetime thing.

The sleep that follows our play is as close to drug induced unconsciousness as I have ever been. 

When I open my eyes the next morning, it is way past ten—and he is lying next to me, smiling sleepily. I am completely naked, only surrounded by the sheets and his arms.

“Good morning, kid,” he whispers and pulls me closer to plant a little kiss on my cheek.

“Good morning, Sir,” I reply. “Did you sleep well?”

He nods. “Surprisingly good.”

“Surprising?” I ask. “After that night... ”

He chuckles. “I guess you’re right, it shouldn’t be surprising. But it is to me.”

“Why is that?”

He sighs and looks at me.

“You know,” he whispers. “I don’t like sleeping next to other people. It is no good rest for me. Usually.”

I snuggle closer to him, amazed at how good he smells. And he looks confusingly cute with his ruffled morning hair. I never imagined I would ever see Mr. Cooper, my former boss, this way.

“Usually?” I ask.

“Usually,” he repeats. “Different with you, though.”

I can feel my heart jumping. Does he feel it, too? Might there be a little spark inside him that is telling him to do things differently this time? Maybe this could be more than a onetime thing.

He looks at me, thoughtfully raising his eyebrow.

“Do you think there’s a chance for us to do this again?” He asks.

I smile up at him, thoroughly happy. “Yes, Sir. Definitely. If that is what you want.”

He ponders for a moment, gently stroking along my upper arm as he stares at the ceiling above us.

“I think I do,” he whispers. “I want that. I need to see more of you.”

“I am happy to hear that,” I whisper.

He squeezes me and plants another kiss on my cheek.

“And I am happy to feel it.”

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