Pleasing Mr Sloan [18+]

Chapter 6

CHAPTER 6 

"Follow me," he demanded and she hurried after his long powerful stride.

Entering the downstairs bathroom, the door had barely closed when his hands were mauling her through her dress. She gasped and moaned, looping her arms around his neck and pulling herself closer. Rubbing herself against him, his tongue thrust into her mouth as his fingers twirled under her underwear. Her breath stuttered and complained when he pulled back. Something dangled by her mouth and she looked between it and him confused.

"Open your mouth, baby," he muttered as he trailed his hand from her ass around to her front.

Her lips parted and he pressed the first of the metal balls inside. It was cool and hard and unfamiliar. He slipped the next one in and her jaw adjusted, lips now unable to meet. His fingers sought her flesh and she moaned, sound muffled, as he worked her. He pushed the last ball inside, his eyes dancing with his own desire. She was dripping around his fingers and his plans changed. Twisting her around, he bent her over the sink and yanked open his zipper. Erection freed, he palmed himself once and then guided himself inside of her.

A garbled attempt at his name had him grin. Sucking the skin on her neck as he pounded into her warmth, he grunted as he found his release. Kissing the large claim, he reached around and extracted the device from her mouth. It was dripping with her saliva and he popped one in his own mouth as she turned her head. Withdrawing his semi from her pussy, he locked her gaze as she looked on confused as the balls dropped out of her sight. Her eyes widened and mouth dropped as he fed the first inside of her. Her feet shifted on the floor and he slowly pushed the rest inside. She was more than a little lubricated and for a second he wondered if they would even stay put. He needn't have worried as her walls clamped down hard. He tugged lightly on the string but they were fixed in place. Kissing her shoulder and up to her ear, he rubbed between her legs.

"Stand up," he muttered after pulling her earlobe into his mouth. He stood slowly himself, lifting her with him. He locked eyes with her in the mirror as gravity came into play.

"How do they feel?" He asked and she flushed as she shifted from foot to foot.

"I...they...Mr Sloan," she moaned as he continued to play with her clitoris.

"I want you to keep these in until I come back and take them out myself. Will you do that for me?" He asked and grinned as she eagerly nodded and then squeezed her eyes shut as they moved within her.

"Yes...Mr Sloan," Candice said. "Fuck!" She exclaimed and sagged as her legs wobbled. He scooted closer and pressed her against the sink as his arms wrapped her middle. His hand pulled her lips around to his and she twisted around to face him. He reluctantly pulled back, finding it harder each time. Ducking down he pulled her underwear back into place. Wiping his semen from her thighs he fed it to her, having to go back several times. He grinned as she eagerly sucked his fingers and bucked into her hand as she wrapped her hand around him.

"I've got to go, baby," he muttered regretfully and pecked her lightly on the lips. He stuffed his erection back inside his trousers and seeing her pout, pulled her lips back to his passionately. "I really don't want to go, baby," he murmured as he planted a kiss to her forehead.

She flushed, loving the endearment but not brave enough to return it. "I'll be waiting, Mr Sloan."

He grinned and spun her round making her moan as she clenched the balls instinctly.

"Fuck I love you baby," he murmured and she froze and then dismissed that he'd actually said it as he marched out the door. It was just wishful thinking.