My dick hardened unexpectedly. Never in all my life had I become hard from mere thoughts of a woman. But Mae, she was something different. I could sense it from the first moment I met her.
Unlocking my door, I pushed my way inside and threw my briefcase on the floor. Kicking the door closed, I grabbed my phone.
Me: Thursday night. Be ready for 8pm.
Mae: Yes, Sir. Anything special I should wear?
Nothing. Mae was going to be the death of me. I palmed my erection. Even her text messages turned me on.
Me: Something comfortable.
Mae: Okay.
Me: Sleep well, beautiful girl.
Mae: You too, Sir.
Throwing my phone on the coffee table, I headed to the kitchen and poured myself a tumbler of whiskey. Slamming it back, I let the warmth of the liquor wash over me while it settled somewhere deep in my gut. I jammed my hands in my front pockets, taking control of the urge to ease this ache that had grown since the first time I saw her.
Marketa Dobry.
That woman. As much as I wanted to rip into her, I needed to take it slow. I could sense her hesitance and as much as it bothered me, I wasn’t giving up. But I had to let her know she was in full control.
No matter what happened, Mae would always have the upper hand.
Matteo
Warm lips wrapped around the head of my dick, swallowing the length of me until it reached the back of a throat.
I groaned, grabbing a fistful of hair and shoved the mouth lower until lips touched the base of my cock. “Faster,” I snarled, thrusting my hips upwards.
Moans and whimpers sounded around me as the woman sucked me off.
Holding her head with two hands, I undulated my hips, shoving my cock deep in her mouth.
She gagged, choking on what I had to give her and that only made me thrust harder and faster.
Nails and teeth scratched at my skin making me swell to the point of painful.
“Fuck!” I yelled, shooting my load into the warmth of her mouth. My gaze met a pair of dark eyes and that was when I saw her.
Mae.
My eyes shot open, a warm sweat coating my skin. My dick jumped, the tip reaching my belly button, begging for a rough release.
I had nothing. No one to cure that itch. No one to curb that craving since meeting Mae only a couple of days before.
I refused to call another woman. I would wait until I was lucky enough to have Mae. And even then, I wouldn’t deserve her. Nothing about me deserved her sweetness. My dick bobbed against my lower stomach.
Fuck it.
Wrapping a hand around the base, I pinched the tip igniting a growl to leave my lips.
My phone rang and I imagined it was Mae telling me what to do. Telling me to stroke myself, bringing me over the edge of pure and ultimate bliss.
My balls hardened, pushing up into my body. Giving one final squeeze, I shot my release onto my stomach. Mae’s name left my lips twice before I came down from the high of the orgasm.
But it did nothing. It only made me want her that much more.
Grumbling to myself, I took a quick shower and checked to see who called. Cathy left a message letting me know all of my appointments for Thursday were rescheduled.
Perfect.
Noting the time, I made coffee and decided to call the woman who had invaded my dreams.
“Hello?”
Mae’s husky morning voice made my dick twitch. “Good morning, beautiful girl.”
Her breath caught. “Hi.”
“How did you sleep?”
“I was restless.”
“Funny. So was I.” I went out onto the patio and stretched out on the chaise, watching the morning sun come up over the city.
“Do you work today?”
“I do. But not until later.” I could hear her moving around. “Are you still in bed?”
“Yes.”
Images of her wrapped in her blankets, naked, invaded my mind.
“I like to drink my coffee and watch a little TV in bed before I start my day.”
“A woman after my own heart. I need coffee to start my day or else I’m a monster.” It felt nice talking to a woman about anything besides sex. But I would show Mae exactly how much I loved to talk. In time.
We chatted for a little longer. She responded to my questions, giving me little tidbits of her life. But the only thing I learned that I didn’t already know, was that Cello and she were close. And that she loved roses. Which was good