boy of my dreams|alex turner

chapter 4

    While taking off my skinny bra and panties I thought about how I would be shaking trying to get home later that day. I already could feel his immense dick in me. I made my way out to my car and drove to Caesar's Palace. When pulling in I saw a huge limo and lots of photographers. It was Alex getting out of the car with....another girl. It made me absolutely furious and I filled with anger and disbelief.

    My heart sunk but you know what? I am going to go to his hotel room and I was going to piss him off and tease him.

    I made my way up to room 521, and I banged on the door. Alex came out and I could tell he was high. As I barged in he said "WHAT THE FUCK ARABELLA! WHATS UR PROBLEM!" While turning around I gave him an evil eye and he gave a puzzled look. I grabbed his shirt and pulled him in close to my face. The warm air coming from his mouth made me so damn happy.

    He finally kissed me so passionately that we fell on the bed. We were intimate and it felt amazing, I didn't want it to end. While making out we were both trying to take each other's  clothes off as quickly as possible. We sat up, and when he saw my tits he gasped so loud. I grabbed his silly little faced and turned it towards the hot tub. He looked at me with the widest grin ever. Right then and there I knew I was about to be fucked so hard.

   Stomach fluttering with butterflies and head swarming with thoughts, I was losing my mind. The hottest man ever was about to be inside of me. He stepped in the hot tub and I slowly walked and followed. The way he looked at me was so incredibly sexy. His large dick was sticking up and ready to be in my tight pussy. I was ready and there was no going back now.

   He sat down on the jacuzzi seat and I lowered myself onto his dick. I was riding him slow and fast as he rubbed my back. The making out intensified while the scorching hot water splashed upon us. My pussy felt so fucking good and I was so horny. It was hard to kiss his soft lips as the moans invaded the passion.

  As we stepped out of the tub he whispered something but I couldn't hear with the loud music. He walked over to a drawer to pull out a pair of red hand cuffs. My eyes fluttered while he pinned me down and cuffed my hands over my head. Then he grabbed rope to tie my feet together and said, "No going anywhere now you fucking cunt!" When he said that my pussy was sopping wet, he was making me extremely horny. He started kissing his way down my body to give me head.

  This feeling is so magical and I feel as if i'm the only girl in the world that matters to him. Everything was happening so fast. I screamed as I pulled his hair and pushed his face deeper. The moans coming out of me were making him tremble with excitement. I called out his name and he came up and starting kissing me. He pushed his dick so far in me that I needed a second to take it all in. What I am feeling is so fucking incredible that I want this all the damn time.

  As the night carried on we slowly stopped and fell asleep. My dreams had intentions of making my night even better. The dreams of still being plowed were absolutely incredible. I woke up to see Alex peacefully sleeping, he looked so perfect. He turned over to see me and he acted scared and surprised. As if he never even knew I was there. He screamed at me, "WHAT THE HELL ARE DOING IN HERE?!" I replied with, "WE FUCKED LAST NIGHT YOU DUMBASS! DON'T YOU REMEMBER?!".

  He turned his face and said, "...no." I was freaking out wondering if he didn't think of me in that way. The worry of him not caring about me haunted me. All the fear and anger made me quickly get up out of bed and get dressed. I could tell he was talking to me but it was all a blur and with him stammering I couldn't understand him.

  When I was done getting dressed he said, "So your just gonna leave without explaining anything to me?! What the actual fuck is wrong?". I turned to him with an angry face. My face blurted out without hesitation, "YOU REALLY EXPECT ME TO EXPLAIN TO YOU! YOUR THE DUMBASS WHO FUCKED ME AND CANT EVEN REMEMBER!".

  I ran out of his room and slammed the door crying. When I got to my car I screamed and was balling, the tears were so harsh I couldn't see. As soon as I was home I jumped in bed and cried all night. Then I got the best idea to text him. I have just realized that he was high and drunk when we fucked. The phone number of his just pissed me off looking at it. I texted him "Why'd you only call me when your high?".....