Strictly Inappropriate (RDJ FanFic)

Part 17 - Oops!... I Did It Again

Back to reality. Back to the same bedroom. Back to the same scene. Downey on top of me, focused on my breasts. There's a difference this time though. My top wasn't able to stay on in between downstairs and the whole way to the bedroom. My bra too. He's sucking and biting the spot between my breasts so hungrily. I absolutely love the attention he shows to each of them. He's making me arch my back to the feeling of his wet tongue and teeth definitely leaving their marks behind them.

I unbutton each of the buttons of his shirt that are still buttoned impatiently. When I'm done with all of them he takes his shirt off like it's nothing and throws it away like he's mad at it. The muscles that are exposed due to his movement cause me to bite my lip feeling so eager for what these hands are capable of.

He returns on top of me, his hands grabbing me powerfully on my sides and his hips rhythmically rubbing against mine. I can feel his bulge against my wetness and the way he's moving is enough to drive me nuts. I need him and I need him now.

My prayers are finally heard when he quickly unbuttons my pants and then seductively takes them off along with my heels and panties. He stands on his feet to get free from all his unnecessary clothing and then he turns me around on my front. He rubs me only to find out how wet I am already and then he wastes no time inserting his fingers inside me.

I bite my lip and ride his hand not being able to get enough. He has such a powerful and fast rhythm which finally makes me give in and moan against the pillow. Suddenly he removes his fingers from inside me and grabs my ass with both his hands strongly.

"How about we have some extra fun tonight?" he asks and spanks me.

"Never in a million years, Downey. Don't be greedy" I groan.

"Fine, but you'll be back begging" he replies cockily.

"Only in y-" I start speaking but the familiar feeling of him entering me out of the blue shocks me.

He pulls my hips up and kneels behind me, still inside me. I grip the sheets tightly and leave deep moans each time he slams back and forth inside me. His one hand holds my waist for support and the other is grabbing my hair in its fist. I can feel him so deep inside me from this position which makes me scream in pleasure.

"You like that?" he asks deeply when he spanks me again.

"Yes" I groan out of breath.

He hits the same spot again a few times until - probably - his hand is printed on my cheek and then he turns me around on my back. He's gliding his hand up my leg and positions himself between me again. Before I know it he's pounding inside me again and hitting my spot repeatedly. I'm panting and rolling my eyes back to each thrust. My hands go to his bare back and he immediately looks at me with a cold look.

"Don't. Mark. Me" he says between thrusts.

I nod and grab his hair instead. I have to do something to express everything I'm feeling. All I see in his eyes is lust. They're dark and dangerous. He wraps his hand around my neck and starts asking pressure with it. His hips hit against mine with all the force he can collect at this point. I'm making as much noise as I can since his hand is right around my neck. Not many thrusts later I'm crying out my orgasm and he's groaning huskily.

"F*ck" he moans once again and pulls out to stain me with his orgasm.

He collapses like a corpse next to me and tries to catch his breath. And, damn, this old man needs a lot of time to recover.

"I need to take a shower" I say getting up.

He doesn't say a word so I get in the shower and wash away the guilty marks on me. I can't wash away the hickeys all around my breasts but at least his sweat and liquids are not on me anymore. When I'm done I open the shower's door and see Downey.

He's wearing a pair of boxers and a rich-looking silk robe. I simply sigh and close the door again.

"Stop being such a pervert" I say and rest my head against the shower.

"I just brought you a towel. We wouldn't want you using the wrong one" he says with a calm tone.

"Leave it over there, I'll use it" I sigh and he does so.

After he leaves I get out and wrap it around me. I go back to the bedroom and surprise surprise Downey is there waiting for me. I get each of my clothes from the floor except for my panties. I don't have to question where they are.

"Give them to me" I sigh desperately.

"Oh these?" he smirks seductively spinning my panties in the air between his fingers.

"Obviously" I say sternly.

"Why? It's not like you can wear those, they're soaking wet. It must be hard working with me" he says playfully.

I quickly go over to him and grab them from his hand. He pulls the towel and causes me to lose my step and end up naked and with my clothes on the floor again.

"I hate you" I hiss and start dressing up.

"Hate me all you want as long as I get to see you like this" he grabs my ass and I turn around to slap him.

"You're pathetic" I shake my head.

"Only according to you" he shrugs.

"I'm sure your wife will back me up if she learns the truth about you. And, by the way, how do you know that she's not cheating on you right now?"

"She has a work thing, she's not cheating on me"

"Well, we had a work thing going on when we were in D.C. That didn't stop you from cheating on her" I enjoy seeing him clenching his jaw.

"She would never do that. She's happy with me and satisfied in every field" he says proudly.

"Whatever, I'm just sad she has a man like you" I'm completely dressed now so I get out of the bedroom and go downstairs.

I take all my stuff and before I can leave I find him towering over me. I sigh once more tonight and look him in the eyes.

"What?"

"Same time tomorrow?" he asks grinning.

"No" I simply reply.

"Why? Don't act all moral with me now"

"I have better plans" I smile and try to take a step away but he stops me by holding me strongly.

"A date or girls night out?" he asks seriously.

"It's none of your business" I reply pissed off.

"Fine. Enjoy your date, Ms. Beck" he says after freeing me from his grip.

I don't say anything back. I sigh, shut my eyes and walk away. I get in my car and don't spare another second here. At least I found out what Downey wanted, next thing is finding out what Malcolm wants to tell me tomorrow night.

A/N
Here as promised!
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