ROTTEN {18+}

Rotten.

Steele's POV.....

She wakes up in cold sweat. Even in her dreams she fails to express emotions. I look at her, just like i always have.
So deadly, a complete man eater.
The most Rotten thing to walk along the face of the planet.

Staring at the tiny beads of sweat that form along her hairline, her breathing intensifies causing me to become alarmed. She opens her eyes, the pupil shrinking in size.

She sits up, a bland expression on her face. I hated it~ what happened to the soft eyed princess who thrashed around in my arms no less than an hour ago.

Did she hate it?
Was it fake?

My head gets flooded with memories of us.

* A while ago .........

"Oh. My. god. Steel!!" She choked out with every thrust.
We weren't being gentle with each other, at all. 

Sweat drips down both our bodies, she had one of her legs wrapped around my waist, held up by my arm and the other one on my shoulder. I have another hand on her throat.

I squeeze down, hard.

She whimpers once, i almost cut off her airflow causing me to release my grip on her, I don't slow down though.

"So fucking tight." I grit through my teeth. I'm not exaggerating. I put a finger into her and I couldn't do it comfortably, no wonder she didn't like it. Getting the tip in was a whole battle on it's own, moving in and out was so uncomfortable and caused her to wince.

It took five forced thrusts to get her loose enough, that's still tight but comfortable to a certain degree. Once she and i got more comfortable, i raged like a bull in a china shop and fucked her without mercy. It was a method of payback for everything she had done to me.

For making me fall in love with her.

Groaning in frustration i yank her forward, throwing both her legs up and over one of my shoulders.
She tried to brace herself but i was moving without thinking, slamming my entire length into her tight, pretty cunt.

"Ugh." I moan out. She's not helping in anyway. I had snooped through her drawers the other day and found quite the arsenal of toys. I get one out from her drawers and started it up.

I get her into a backwards position, grabbing her hips i slam into her, seeing her juicy ass ripple. I grab a handful of her it before i grab a fistful of her braids, causing her to gasp in shock. I press the vibrator onto her clit and from her head reels back with her eyes rolling.

She's pretty small so i release her hair and grab her throat. I look down at the woman that I'm fucking senseless right now. She looks so hot.
Her eyes squeezed shut and only whimpers escape her lips. From this angle i see her tits, they tempt me every time, especially when she couldn't be bothered to wear a bra around the house.
I was more of a breast guy.

"Steelgoddamnit." She squeezes out as she cums, i feel her tightening and pulsing on my cock. I fuck her harder through her orgasm, chasing my own.

Fuck she feels good. This pussy was made for me, exempting the time i damn near had to crack it open.

"Yeah bunny, say my name." I say in between my own moans.
"Steele." She chokes out, her voice hinting that she was close to crying. "Please."
I see a lone tear roll from underneath her closed eyes. I increase the intensity of the vibrations and she almost doubled over if not for the fact that i held her tight using her throat against my chest.

More tears follow, all of them in response to the pleasure she was feeling. She loved this.
I feel my orgasm approach so she gets pushed down back into a doggy position.

Grabbing both her hands, I hold them back and place them on her waist and my other hand uses her shoulders to pull her back and forth to meet my thrusts.

With a loud moan from both ends, we cum.
Our movements becoming sloppy as a wave of exhaustion washes over us.

I pull out from her, some cum following my exit.

I can't believe i didn't use a condom. I make a mental note to ask her for one as I wasn't allowed to leave the house and those hell hounds had an eagle's eye watch on me.

.....................

She stands at one end of the shower and me at another. She didn't use the rain head but i did. I make a move towards her. She's standing very still, this isn't exactly how I imagined this would go, but then again i wasn't really imagining anything.

I touch her arm. My fingertips gliding down along with the droplets of water that gently cascaded down her creamy skin.
"Are you okay?" I ask. "You seem off."
Silence before she turns around. "I'm fine, i think we've been in here for too long, I have to get to work ."

She breezes past me, taking a robe from the rack and putting it on. I turn off the showers and follow her, tying a towel around my waist.
"Wasn't i any good?" I ask, feeling that her bad mood was due to my probably terrible delivery of sex. I never delivered terrible sex unless i had been lied to and perhaps this was the day I found out my true capabilities.

"N-no, you're-you're good." She pauses before placing a hand on her forehead and abruptly turns around and walks into a conjoined closet. I follow, "Damn, what do you do with all these clothes?"

I pick one. It looks pretty corporate. I sometimes forget that this woman is a multi millionaire, turns out she does business in practically everything and her favourite one is graphic design because she had a love for art.

Seeing the still attached price tag on the coat made me almost throw it away. "Why would you buy a ten thousand dollar piece of dead cow?"

She snorts, she was holding back a laugh. Covering her mouth with her hands before she let it out. A loud laugh before she turns to face me. Her face full of smiles.

Thats the first time I've seen her happy or heard her laugh.

"Oh my god Steele." She laughs. "I can't go out looking terrible, it's bad for public image."
She smiles before stepping in front of her mirror and begins her skincare.

I sit on the second stool as she beckons me to some closer before slapping a face mask onto me.

"Your skin is terrible. It needs all the help it can get."
I smile as I follow her actions. I could get used to this but despite her somewhat lightened mood i still can't help but worry.

Was she okay?

A/N: Yes Steele. Your sugar mama is fine, she's just having a mental breakdown and this thing called ✨emotions.✨😇