Hello, My LOVE

EIGHT

I was a little shocked. Not because he came but because I took this initiative. I made him cum.

"Rya" He sighed. It felt like a mantra, the way he took my name. He held my face in his hand. While I touched his balls. He squeezed my face and in return, I squeezed his balls. 

"You're naughty," He said with a smirk.
"Ew, it's called sexy," I said with confidence.

"Everything about you is sexy," He said as he kissed me again. His tongue fighting mine.

Then he turned me around. "You're turn," He said.

And held both of my hands at the back. With my back touching him, I was immobile. Couldn't do anything.

With his other hand, he started venturing my body. He held my nipple and squeezed it hard, "You're perfect".
Then he dragged his hand on my tummy and then lower to my vagina. I was healthy, and worked out 5 days a week but not model thin. I was confident of my body when I had clothed on but without them, I felt a little weird.

"I've imagined this moment so my times." He said as he slid his middle finger inside my vagina.

"Looking at you in that tight little Black skirt. I wanted to bend you over my desk and fuck your ass raw."
He said this while clenching his teeth.
He was almost aggressive and to my shame, it turned me on. I was on the verge of cumming when he pulled his finger.

I was almost shocked. I breathed a breath and tried to look at him but he held my head in place.

"Ask for it." He said. And my mind was a mush. I couldn't even comprehend anything.

"Please," I said breathless.
"More"
"Please I need this"
"More"
"Please I really need this"
"It's not working. More" He said as he pushed his fingers back into my vagina.
"Please Damon, fuck me." I almost yelled.

And he did. With his fingers. He started ramming his fingers into me. So fast that my knees, mouth, and whole body trembled.

It was so hot. I had to keep my head on his shoulder. Everything was going in rounds. And then I came with  a string of "fuck" and "Damon"

He pulled his fingers out of me and turned me around. But as soon as he left my hand I fell on the bed. I sat there, his Dick in the my eyesight. He sat on his knees in front of me.

I looked at him. Breathing heavily. I was taking one breath at a time when he did the sexiest thing ever.

He looked right in my eye when he sucked his middle finger, drinking my cum on it. It was hot enough when he held my knees, parting them, and dragged me to the edge of the bed.

He leaned down and very slowly almost painfully slow. Licked my inner thigh.

I shivered. "Damon" as I held his hair. He licks both my inner thighs without even touching my vagina.

He breathed on it but never touched it.

I have had sex before but it was not this hot. This is not even sex but damn I was on fire.

And then his phone started ringing. It rang continuously while he ran his tongue on my thighs.

It was to a point where he had to look up. Our eyes met. "Phone," I said. Still a little breathless.

He smirked at me.

"I think you're my favorite flavor now," He said while looking straight into my eyes. Most random words but it made me wetter and redder.

And got up.

I was blushing, I had to close my legs. I felt shy and nervous as I stared at his beautiful ass.

His back was beautiful. He has a wolf on his left ribs and a tribal design on his right hand. It was the perfect amount of tattoos.

He picked up the call and started talking. I could sense that he was a bit panicked and a little irritated.

He almost yelled "Fine, I'm coming" and turned.

By then, I was sitting with a blanket covering my body. He looked at me, and for a second it felt like he was memorizing this scene.

And then he said, "I need to go somewhere urgently. I will try to be back in an hour. Stay in bed and rest. Okay?"

"Is everything okay?" I asked, curiosity peaking.

"Yes. I'm gonna quickly take a shower and go"

"Okay"

He came near the bed to keep his phone on the bedside table. He looked at me and I casually looked at him.

"I don't wanna go." He smiled and caressed my cheek. "You're addicting"

He leaned down to kiss my forehead and went to the bathroom.

I'm not a busybody but I'm curious. I had to check his phone to find out what was so urgent.

So, against my morality, I picked up his phone. It had a 4-number lock but I could see few notifications. Random apps.

But then one caught my attention.
It read,

"I need you. Please, Damon. Come home."
~ Wife

He's married. He lied.

I was stunned. He's a cheating piece of shit. I hate cheaters. I hate women who get involved with married men.

I was that woman. Involved with a married man. Cumming on a married man's fingers. Sucking his married dick.

I was shocked but kept his phone back. A weird shiver ran down my back.

I was thinking when he suddenly appeared, fresh and dressed. Now I was not looking at him. I couldn't.

He came back to pick up his phone. He leaned down again. Kissed my head.
"I be right back." He pulled my face with his fingers under my chin.

"You look so beautiful with my marks. I will never let them fade" and he genuinely smiled.

I looked at him with a little dread. He doesn't think that this is wrong. His wife is begging him to come home and he's here fucking his assistant?

I couldn't believe him.

"What happened? Are you okay?" He asked with concern on his face. He showed concern to me when his wife had to call him 5 times for him to pick up the call.

I hated men like him.

But I nodded because I couldn't make words.

"I'll be back, love" He said.
That word again. He doesn't love me, for him this is a game. Because He's rich and can get whatever he wants.