top of me, covering me with his big broad body, pushing me into the mattress, and his hips continued rolling, stuffing me full, an echo of my orgasm making me whimper for him with every thrust.
His hips stuttered, and he pushed in to the hilt. He pulsed as deep inside me as anyone had ever been. He was filling me with his cum, in the very center of my body. I wished his seed could stay there, changing me from the inside.
Vincent had only fucked my hole, brutally, without a kiss or a caress and with barely any foreplay. He’d just ruthlessly used my body. Yet sex had never felt this satisfying, this overwhelming.
“This is what you needed, boy?” Vincent’s voice was gentle now. He was still hard, his huge cock tucked in my wet, relaxed hole. My ass cheeks ached from the spanking, and it was heaven.
“Yes. Thank you, Daddy. Thank you so much,” I whispered, pushing my ass up a little, showing him my gratitude by clenching around him.
He hummed and rocked into me, and I basked in the sensation.
“Good boy.”
After he pulled out, he massaged my pucker, soothing me, bringing me down. He told me to stay put and brought some cream from his room. He smeared it onto my ass cheeks and pulled the duvet over me. Sitting on my bed, he stayed, waiting for me to fall asleep. His quiet focus let me know Vincent had some experience in taking care of a sex partner after an intense scene.
I would’ve been overjoyed that my bodyguard was an experienced kinkster with a mile-wide dominating streak, but the distance in him was forming already.
He regretted what he’d done.
I pretended to sleep so he’d leave.
His eyes
Vincent
Nothing had been Michael’s fault. I’d been weak, and my attraction to him had made me lose my composure. I’d behaved grossly unprofessionally, shortsighted and reckless like a rookie. Bloody hell and all the demons, had I really spanked a client? Only I was to blame. For the first time in almost twenty years, I couldn’t rely on my own principles and self-control.
Michael Bourgeon broke me.
When he offered me his body, I gathered all my anger, all my doubts and self-deprecation, and I took it out on him. The act felt almost barbaric. Michael’s pink little pucker looked so tight and innocent. When I breached him and stretched his rim wide, I couldn’t believe my eyes. His ass swallowed me, pulled me in. I thought I must be tearing him up inside as I held his slim hips in my hands, plunging deep into his guts, but he took it easily, sobbing with ecstasy. He came without touching himself, and when I continued drilling into him, chasing my release, he purred like a kitten. It was ludicrous; I changed the arrogant brat into a nice, obedient boy, using only my hard cock. However, I knew he had it in him. I’d known from the first day. Anytime I gave him an order, his pupils blew wide, and his big green eyes became dark and deep, full of want and passion… I never stood a chance.
Thank you, Daddy. Thank you so much.
Good boy.
Then I pulled out and stared in awe at what I’d done. His pucker gaped open, the rim red from abuse, my cum glistening in the stretched hole. I did that. I ruined that pretty pink bud and turned it into a filthy, fucked-out hole. The image was etched in my brain. I covered his open hole with my fingertips, rubbing it soothingly, listening to his contented hums before I finally stood from the bed.
Michael’s back rose with relaxed breaths, and he sighed with satisfaction. I left him lying there, in his cum, sprawled over his bed, naked while I hadn’t even taken off my jeans.
Without a word, I zipped up, went to my room, grabbed the aloe cream I had with me for burns and stings, and returned, every action on autopilot. I smeared the cream onto Michael’s red ass and waited until he fell asleep.
I felt only relief when I finally closed the door of his room behind me, leaving him there alone. When I didn’t see him, I could pretend it never happened. After changing into my pajama pants, I lay down in my bed and slept like the dead.
Except I could never take back what I’d done, nor could I ever forget the feeling of Michael’s body underneath and around me.
I went running, then took a long swim