After a sex filled night with a beautiful, strange lady, Elvin is torn between eagerness to say goodbye to this lady, and the desire to have one more feel of last night when the government declares a lockdown. He finds himself trapped inside his home with her, and just like him, she also wants more experiences like last night, although, through a series of games.
Elvin Field ignored the ticking clock and closed his briefcase, he stood erect to look at the lady lying naked on the bed. Last night had been fun, he thought, and she was just a mere stranger. He thought against waking her up to get her things and best be gone, but seeing they had made love till four in the morning, best he let her get some rest.
Was she even working? Did she have somewhere she needed to be? Hope he wouldn't return from the office and find her here still on his bed? Elvin ceased the endless questions his mind was ready to ask, and he went downstairs to get breakfast.
Elvin helped himself with some coffee, his mind trailed off to last night.
He remembered taking her into the house. They would have moved immediately to the bedroom, but she probably was as hungry for him as he was of her, so they had started in the living room. She had undressed him while still clothed and had sucked on his sex till he was on the edge of release. She had licked and sucked on him like someone used to the art, and it had driven him wild with desire.
When she had finally gotten to her feet, he was too hasty not to have her, so he had helped her out of her panties, leaving her skirt in place, and he had removed her jacket, blouse, and bra. The sight of her had made her look sexy, and when he had slid a finger into her, he had found her wet.
The very thought of it. Elvin wanted to relive last night. He wanted to feel it anew, the urge, the sexual tension she had stirred at the bar, satisfied at home, and was now stirring up inside him again.
Elvin's mind drifted to when he slid into her, her moan had been the driving factor to his pleasing her. He had come multiple times in her, and her climax had been without counting. They had both left each other exhausted from pleasure, and still with the want to continue.
She had let him lick and suck her down there, and her climax every time was mind-shattering. He could tell with the way she had held his hair, as if looking for something to hold onto for support as her body shook beyond recognition and control.
Elvin looked around the living room and he could see all the places they had had sex. They had done it on the floor, on the sofa, on the dining table, and had finally ended up in the bedroom where he had been deep in her for hours.
He was surprised to be up this early. He should still be in bed as last night had been pleasing, but demanding. Actually, Elvin needed it. For the past few days, he felt like his life wasn't his own. What he did was wake, bathe, dress up, eat, go to work, have lunch, come back home, eat dinner, bathe, sleep, and repeat all these activities the next day.
But something odd had happened in the office yesterday. He tried to remember, yes, he had closed a deal and was told to have dinner with a certain client. The client didn't show up, then he had left a message with the waiter and had moved to a bar just across the restaurant to get himself a bottle of beer. And it was there he met her.
This mystery lady, one that seemed to be crafted out perfectly with a flawless body, she could probably be a whore. Elvin remembered how she had sat astride him, rocking her waist back and forth, driving him mad, and pleasing herself in the process. Her pleasurable moans of climax, a sight he could never forget.
Elvin wondered how many men she had had sex with. The thought offended him, and the fact that they had acted like lovers last night seemed to be an addition to his anger.
He didn't believe in love. Due to his past and the multiple broken hearts that had followed in a trail on his path like broken toys discarded on the ground, he had grown a tough heart towards ladies. Sex, he was ready to give, not love, he didn't have time for such. He had his business which was a good distraction, and considering the fact he hadn't had sex in a long time, last night was a miracle. He still remembered all his moves, and places to touch in a woman's body.
Touch. The way she had touched herself last night also. Elvin felt himself go hard just at the thought of it. He looked at his wristwatch. Perhaps, he should abandon work and just stay in to relish the feel of last night. No, the offer was tempting, but he wouldn't succumb. No, he would not. He had developed a tough skin and no lady, not even this lady could penetrate him.
He gulped his coffee, got out a piece of paper, and wrote on it. He hoped she would find the note, well, she couldn't miss it. He left some cash for her on the table and whispered his goodbye.
Walking into the garage, he pushed the car remote to unlock the doors. He got in and remotely controlled the garage door, and through his rearview mirror, he watched it slide up.
Backing out of his house, Elvin's phone rang and he stopped reversing to answer it.
He checked the caller, it was his friend and work colleague, Bert Shepherd. Elvin answered and placed the phone to his ear.
"Hello, Bert," Elvin said.
"Hey, Elvin. Have you heard the sirens?"
"What sirens?"
Just then, sirens began wailing, and Elvin looked at his window.
"What is happening?" Elvin asked.
"Something happened last night at Square Park," Bert said. "Several people fell unconscious on the road, and phone calls were made to hospitals in the dead of the night. More people have been falling unconscious. The government doesn't know the cause, so they've declared an emergency lockdown and we are all to stay in."
The sirens continued to wail, and Elvin didn't know what to feel. He was torn between the joy of staying at home to relieve his sexual fantasies, and the need to distract himself with work. Not knowing what to do, he submitted to the lockdown.
"Thanks, Bert," Elvin said, and ended the call. He returned the phone to his jacket and wondered what this was.
He drove inside and controlled the garage door which slid close, his mind wandered to the lady on his bed and he felt his need get hard. What to do, he thought. What to do?
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Worried with his wife's views about sex, and her refusal to let him please her the way a woman should be pleased, Karl refuses to give her the one thing she so desperately needs, which is a child. This sets him on a path to distract himself, leading him to an unlikely fellow, his first love.
A love story between an assassin and a lady.
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Allison fell in love with Ethan Iversen, the soon-to-be Alpha of the Moonlight Crown pack. She always wanted him to notice her. Meanwhile, Ethan was an arrogant Alpha who thought a weak Omega could not be his companion. Ethan's cousin, Ryan Iversen, who came back from abroad and was the actual heir of the pack, never tried to get the position nor did he show any interest in it. He was a popular playboy Alpha but when he came back to the pack, one thing captured his eyes and that was Allison.
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"I'm going to tell you what I have in mind," he murmured. "First you're going to strip down until you're completely naked," he whispered against her ear. "Then I'm going to tie you up so you're completely powerless and subject to my every whim." "Mmm, sounds good so far," she murmured. "Then I'm going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I'm going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it's rosy with my marks." She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. "And then I'm going to f**k your mouth. But I won't cum. Not yet. When I'm close, I'll flog you again until your ass is burning and you're on fire with the need for relief. And then I'm going to f**k that ass. I'm going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won't be gentle. Not tonight. I'm going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I'm going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"
Jennifer Bennett, the rightful heiress to the Bennett legacy, fought hard for her family's recognition, only to be eclipsed by an impostor. Faced with false accusations, bullying, and public humiliation, Jennifer eventually gave up trying to win their approval. Vowing to rise above the injustice, she became the bane of those who wronged her. The Bennett family's efforts to break her only fueled her success, leading her to heights her rivals could only dream of. Someone asked, "Do you feel let down by your parents?" With a calm smile, Jennifer said, "It doesn't matter. In the end, power prevails."
The night before her engagement, Valerie was tricked by her boyfriend and stepsister into spending the night with a stranger. After the night together, the man vanished. Later, her boyfriend accused her of cheating, revealing his affair with her stepsister. Pressured by her father, Valerie married an unconscious man in place of her stepsister. Valerie exposed the scheme, sabotaged her father’s ambitions, and transformed herself. When her husband woke and chased her to the airport, she calmly refused him, saying, "It's over between us." He held her firmly. "You married me, so you must commit."
I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. ************************************************************************************************************************ “I want to get a divorce, Mark,” I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time—even though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table. I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house.