The Fire that Lights the Flame

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His smile faded and he seemed nearly upset, that I had said it in disbelief. I never in a million years would have thought Grayson would look so adorably innocent with those eyes.

"Grayson—I didn't--," I started to say when his expression hardened.

"We should get you home," he said turning to the road, trying to wave down a cab, "the bus driver decided to get plastered, that's what I get for being cheap," he laughed.

He managed to catch a cab for me, he held the door open, I turned to face him, "Thank you, for –saving me," I smiled warmly.

He didn't say anything else and simply nodded as he closed the door behind me.

The following morning, I could hear Derek groaning in the other room. I couldn't help but to tease him by playing loud music.

"I WANNA DANCE WITH SOMEBODY! I WANNA FEEL THE HEAT WITH SOMEBODY!!" I sang at the top of my lungs to the song.

He grabbed the pillow to cover his ears, as I jumped onto his bed "DON'T YOU WANT TO DANCE?! SAY YOU WANT TO DANCE!"

"I HATE you right now," he yelled underneath his pillow, "how are you so chirpy in the morning?"

I laid next to him, "I'm surprised you made it home?"

"Yeah, Katrina drove me," he lifted the pillow and half glanced at me, "she said you were a bitch,"

"Can't say I'm surprised," I mumbled, fidgeting with my fingernails, "she's not so far off from the right word,"

"You're not," he grinned, "my beautiful blonde angel"

"Idiot," I laughed throwing his pillow back to him.

I looked down at my phone:

[Come by my office today I have a job for you – Adler]

I sighed, I had nearly forgotten all about the endless fuckery. The smiled was swiped from my face. I needed to get ready for whoever it would be.

I made it to his office around two. The building was in a secluded area, at the front desk was an older woman minding the phone. Grayson was just down the hall. I had stayed up thinking about that kiss. I had already kissed him before, and he had already seen my naked body; however, last night had felt different. He had felt real, he had been Grayson, not Adler.

He waved at me to follow him into an office room. I followed keeping my gaze down, for some reason my stomach was fluttering at the thought of being in the same room as him. He wore a dark navy three-piece suit accompanied by a white collar shirt and black tie. My god something about ties and suits just made me want to tug him towards me.

"You're overdressed for this ---" my eyes roamed around the room "dump of an office,"

"This isn't my office," he sorted through some desk files," this is where I meet with the diamonds,"

"So you have a real job?" I asked cautiously, I didn't want to appear nosy.

He finally looked at me, "Of course," Yet, nothing, just strictly to the point. I wanted to call him by his name but I knew better than that. He handed me the envelope, "that's the location you need to be at tonight by 11, show him a good time," he gestured for my dismissal.

I read through the instructions, "You've got to be kidding me," I sighed.

I checked in at the rusty ass motel as the instructions indicated. Sure enough, when the clock hit eleven, I was wearing nothing with my legs spread opened towards the tiny peephole the instructions had indicated. I heard a tiny knock, indicating for me to begin. I grazed my inner thighs as I slowly slid my fingers between my pussy lips in a teasing manner. With my other hand, I fondled my breasts, tugging at my own nipples. I tried to concentrate on the sensations as I rubbed my pussy in a downward and upward motion. I slowly slipped my fingers in, moving my hips as if simulating a cock being in me. I let out tiny moans, as I began to feel the tips of my fingers coming and out wetter. I fingered myself, making moans as I slipped them in and out quicker. I closed my eyes and let myself get lost in my pussy when I suddenly felt his hands inside my inner thighs. I opened my eyes and locked his gaze. Smiled seductively licking my lips as I continued to finger myself for him. He was breathing heavily, every inch of my body was repulsed by him. He had hair everywhere else other than his head, his heavy breathing was gross, and he smelled like he hadn't taken a shower in a few days. His chunky fingers slid into my pussy, I let out a moan. I was grossed out by his grease sloppy fingers being in me. He climbed on top of me. He sucked on to my nipples and bit them as I moaned louder, he stuck his cock in me. I could feel his pubes rubbing against my bare pussy. My nails dug into his skin as he sucked on my nipples harder, one of his fingers was on my clit, he placed a tad bit of pressure making me face the ceiling flushed in color. I didn't want to cum for him, but my body was betraying me. My pussy was making gushing noises as his cock slammed me hard. My tits were slimy as he continuously licked and sucked on them. In a few minutes, he was spilling his cum in me. It was a large warm load, making my pussy quiver as he filled it up.

I thought that would be the end of it, yanked my hair backward and slammed his hard cock back in me with no warning. My pussy tightened around his cock, it liked being treated like a whore. He pulled me onto his lap, he fucked me roughly making me moan in pleasure, he asked me to call him Daddy as he spread my pussy open. He bit one of my tits so hard it made me squeal and squirm on his cock. That only made him get harder and rougher. My pussy was pulsing, and then he spewed more hot cum in me. My pussy was beginning to leak and yet his cock was still standing tall and hard. He sat me back down on his cock, I squirmed a bit as I took it in once again. He kept fucking me so abruptly and wouldn't stop cumming in me. I could feel myself losing my mind, all I could manage to think was about his nasty fat cock in me. His smell of sweat and my slimy tits bouncing as he tried to nibble on my nipples. I was his cumdumpster for the night. And it wasn't stopping any time soon. 

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