Gloria’s Secret

Holy shit! This entangled business relationship was growing more complicated by the minute. Maybe I should end it.

 

Jaime nibbled my earlobe. “Say good-bye,” he breathed into my ear. “And then say hello to this.” He dragged his thick erection along my backside. His heat penetrated my skin, sending embers to the pit of my stomach. Wetness pooled between my legs. Fuck. He was making lose control again.

 

“Kev, I’ve got to go,” I stammered.

 

Kevin let out a laugh. “Don’t let me keep you from sightseeing.”

 

The only sightseeing in my near future was the monument between Jaime’s legs.

 

As we exchanged good-byes, Jaime tossed the phone across the room into my open handbag. “Now, spread your legs and bend over,” he ordered.

 

I did as he asked, pressing my head to the soft mattress. My hands remained tied up behind me. They were beginning to go numb.

 

Standing behind me, Mr. Impossible groped my buttock cheeks and then kneaded them. “This must be the finest view in all of Paris,” he purred. You’ve got one magnificent ass.”

 

Before I could say a word, he rubbed the head of his cock up and down the crack of my butt. Though I didn’t feel much sensation, it was strangely erotic. A hand moved between my thighs, his fingers finding their way to my aching clit. He stroked my sensitive folds and then rubbed circles around my nub. Now, that I felt.

 

“You’re so wet for me, angel”

 

A muffled moan escaped my throat.

 

“I’m going to fuck your beautiful ass. Have you ever been fucked this way before?”

 

“No,” I managed with a shake of my head.

 

“Good. You’re going to love it.”

 

He rubbed his cock along my wet folds. It didn’t stay there long—just long enough to bathe in my hot juices. His fingers released my clit, and the next thing I knew his hands, one of them warm and wet, were spreading my ass cheeks apart. I felt his hot crown nudging at my opening. I wasn’t sure about this. With my head still pressed against the bed, I squeezed my eyes shut. A battle between fear and desire raged in my core. Every muscle in my body tensed.

 

“Relax, Gloria. This is going to hurt at first, but once I’m inside you’re going to wish I never left.”

 

I took a deep breath, preparing myself for his invasion.

 

He penetrated me and I winced. Then, slowly he began to fill me, sliding his lubricated cock straight to my center. I clenched my weeping *. It hurt like hell, but not as much as I thought it would. I kept on taking deep breaths as he stretched me, his warm hands splayed on my hips to hold me steady. When I began to relax, the pain morphed into tortuous pleasure. The fullness of his slick length inside my virgin hole sent a blast of erotic sensations through my body that I wasn’t expecting.

 

“Jesus, you’re so hot and tight. Are you okay?”

 

I simply nodded into the bed. My brain had forgotten how to send words to my voice box. All I could think about was him dominating me this way.

 

He caressed my ass. “Good, angel. Keep breathing.” He slowly withdrew and then pushed forward, again slow and deep. I groaned, growing fonder of the snugness. His pelvic bones slammed against me as he repeated the movement and picked up his pace. Moaning, I found myself rocking back and forth with his thrusts, each one more intense. Each one more divine. The burning fire inside me was making me delirious. I was loving it.

 

“This will make it even more pleasurable.” His fingers moved back to my hungry clit, and he began to rub it vigorously. A scream escaped my throat. His other hand clutched my left buttock cheek, still steadying me as he dragged his length up and down my tender hole.

 

“Oh, angel,” he groaned, his breathing harsh. “You feel fucking incredible. So wet and hot everywhere. How does it feel for you?”

 

I was fucking losing it. The hot tingles between my legs mingled with the fiery friction of his thrusts. The insane pressure inside me was building like a rockslide. He was doing it again—sending me over a cliff. Making me lose control.

 

“I’m going to come!” I cried out.

 

“Not yet!” he barked.

 

Oh, God. I was so close to the edge. How was I going to hang on? And then a new mind-blowing sensation blew through me. Two slick fingers plunged into my other opening and began sliding up and down my cavity, hitting my hot spot each time. He was finger fucking and butt fucking me in tandem. I began to whimper. I thought I would pass out right on the bed. Oh, please let me come!

 

As I raced toward orgasm, Jaime continued to work me on both ends. His panting accelerated with his relentless thrusts. My body was convulsing. I could hold on no longer. The pressure was so intense that I was actually seeing stars.

 

“Please!” I pleaded, lifting my head from the bed and twisting it so that I could see his face. His expression was sexy and savage. His tousled hair fell into his hooded eyes; sweat beads dusted his skin, and his parted mouth curved in a dangerous pout. His lustful eyes met mine.