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Authors: Donnee Patrese
Tags: Erótica
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with I always felt ashamed of myself and could not understand why I liked it so much.
I noticed that he liked it too. I figured out that he would be considered a sadist. He was fascinated by the numerous amounts of things he could get me to do and how far he could go with me.
And, I continued to go back for more again and again.
I was a masochist and he was a sadist. We were perfect together…
-H
Chapter Five
It was a very warm afternoon but it wasn’t bothering me. I was sitting on a couch in the family room in Keith Morgan’s house. He decided that he wanted to do business with us and I came right over to get the contracts signed so we could get to work.
I must admit, I rushed over for another reason as well. Since the last time I saw Keith I had been very interested in getting back in his bed. There was something very foreign and very dangerous about him. He commanded my attention when I was near him and I was always at a heightened state of arousal when I was in his presence.
I watched him sitting in dark blue shorts and a very tight T-shirt that showed off his taut and muscular body. He took his time signing each page and not before reading every word. I sat back with my legs crossed and watched him.
“Done!” He said slamming the pen on to the wooden coffee table and collected the papers.
He handed them to me and I slid them back into my folder and safely tucked them into my bag.
“Looks like we are all set,” I said
I made a move to stand and he put a hand on my leg.
“Don’t rush off yet.”
I leaned back against the couch.
He followed suit draping his arm across the back. He looked at me and smiled.
“I’ve been thinking about you ever since you walked out of my house.”
He looked me up and down.
His eyes on me were turning me on and I took a deep breath.
“Really?”
“Yes.”
“Why is that?” I asked.
He moved his body closer to mine.
“There is something about you. I could tell you liked it when I spanked you.”
It had been hard to believe it myself but I had been thinking about how much more it had enhanced my sexual pleasure. I tried to repeat the process on my own but it was no use.
“Yes, I did.”
He smiled.
“I have just spent so much time thinking about all the bad things I could do to your body.”
I didn’t say anything. I didn’t know what to say. I just knew that my pussy was throbbing and it was making it hard for me to focus.
He continued to stare at making me slightly self-conscious. It was as if he was studying me. Then finally he spoke.
“How many orgasms have you had in one night?”
The question caught me off guard and I didn’t know how to respond.
“I am not sure what you mean?”
He smiled moving even closer until there was no more space between us.
“In one night, how many times has your pussy clinched sending waves of pleasure through you and your mind and body were flooded with bliss?”
His mouth was inches away from mine when he spoke as I stared at his lips anticipating them touching mine.
“Only about twice in a night.”
He raised an eyebrow.
“What if I told you I could make you come for me five to six times in one night?”
I almost choked on my own saliva. My mouth was watering at the prospect. The thought of coming that many times in a night sounded amazing. Though I had heard of women who have come more than that, I had not been so lucky.
“That sounds incredible.”
He bent down and kissed me softly on my neck.
“Would you let me?’
I nodded.
“Good, but I won’t do it unless you agree to my rules and stipulations,” he said leaning back and folding his arms across his chest.
Rules? I didn’t realize that there would be rules.
“What rules?”
“Well, I don’t fuck around with this. I want your body and I want all of it. If I am going to give you all that I’ve got, I expect that and more from you.”
My body was hot and I needed release. I would have agreed to anything at
I noticed that he liked it too. I figured out that he would be considered a sadist. He was fascinated by the numerous amounts of things he could get me to do and how far he could go with me.
And, I continued to go back for more again and again.
I was a masochist and he was a sadist. We were perfect together…
-H
Chapter Five
It was a very warm afternoon but it wasn’t bothering me. I was sitting on a couch in the family room in Keith Morgan’s house. He decided that he wanted to do business with us and I came right over to get the contracts signed so we could get to work.
I must admit, I rushed over for another reason as well. Since the last time I saw Keith I had been very interested in getting back in his bed. There was something very foreign and very dangerous about him. He commanded my attention when I was near him and I was always at a heightened state of arousal when I was in his presence.
I watched him sitting in dark blue shorts and a very tight T-shirt that showed off his taut and muscular body. He took his time signing each page and not before reading every word. I sat back with my legs crossed and watched him.
“Done!” He said slamming the pen on to the wooden coffee table and collected the papers.
He handed them to me and I slid them back into my folder and safely tucked them into my bag.
“Looks like we are all set,” I said
I made a move to stand and he put a hand on my leg.
“Don’t rush off yet.”
I leaned back against the couch.
He followed suit draping his arm across the back. He looked at me and smiled.
“I’ve been thinking about you ever since you walked out of my house.”
He looked me up and down.
His eyes on me were turning me on and I took a deep breath.
“Really?”
“Yes.”
“Why is that?” I asked.
He moved his body closer to mine.
“There is something about you. I could tell you liked it when I spanked you.”
It had been hard to believe it myself but I had been thinking about how much more it had enhanced my sexual pleasure. I tried to repeat the process on my own but it was no use.
“Yes, I did.”
He smiled.
“I have just spent so much time thinking about all the bad things I could do to your body.”
I didn’t say anything. I didn’t know what to say. I just knew that my pussy was throbbing and it was making it hard for me to focus.
He continued to stare at making me slightly self-conscious. It was as if he was studying me. Then finally he spoke.
“How many orgasms have you had in one night?”
The question caught me off guard and I didn’t know how to respond.
“I am not sure what you mean?”
He smiled moving even closer until there was no more space between us.
“In one night, how many times has your pussy clinched sending waves of pleasure through you and your mind and body were flooded with bliss?”
His mouth was inches away from mine when he spoke as I stared at his lips anticipating them touching mine.
“Only about twice in a night.”
He raised an eyebrow.
“What if I told you I could make you come for me five to six times in one night?”
I almost choked on my own saliva. My mouth was watering at the prospect. The thought of coming that many times in a night sounded amazing. Though I had heard of women who have come more than that, I had not been so lucky.
“That sounds incredible.”
He bent down and kissed me softly on my neck.
“Would you let me?’
I nodded.
“Good, but I won’t do it unless you agree to my rules and stipulations,” he said leaning back and folding his arms across his chest.
Rules? I didn’t realize that there would be rules.
“What rules?”
“Well, I don’t fuck around with this. I want your body and I want all of it. If I am going to give you all that I’ve got, I expect that and more from you.”
My body was hot and I needed release. I would have agreed to anything at
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