Somehow she wasn’t so sure.
He rolled her over onto her back and kissed his way down her neck to her breasts, teasing her nipples with his tongue.
“I’m going to take very good care of you, Tara,” he murmured before circling her clit with his tongue.
Tara sighed, moving her legs further apart as he thrust two fingers deep inside her, his lips and tongue expertly playing with her clit.
Reaching over
into a bedside drawer, he pulled out a condom. Ripping open the packet, he pulled it onto his firm cock.
Then he slowly licked her slit from bottom to top.
Over and over again.
His tongue raked her clit, stirring her insides, pushing her higher and higher.
Just as she started to orgasm he rose, and placing her legs over his shoulders, drove himself deep inside her.
Tara arched up with a cry at the feel of him filling her. Immediately, she clenched around him as he paused, breathing deeply.
“You’re so hot and tight,” he said through clenched teeth.
She panted, trying to catch her breath as she thrust her hips up against him.
“Feels. So. Good.”
He nodded before drawing back then thrusting forward. The angle meant that he rubbed directly against that spot inside her. It wasn’t long until she felt her orgasm building again.
“Alex. Alex, please.”
“Come again, baby. Come with me. Now!” The last word was said on a roar as he came. Two more thrusts of his cock and she joined him, spiralling over into bliss.
***
Tara woke groggy and disorientated. She’d slept deeply, more deeply than she had in months. The mattress beneath her wasn’t her own thin one with springs that dug into her back. This one felt like a cloud. She rolled onto her back and looked around her slowly.
Where was she?
She sat up suddenly. Oh shit. She was at Alex’s house. In his bedroom. She looked down at him as he continued to sleep beside her.
Damn, he was gorgeous.
He had a five o’clock shadow. She liked it. It made him look rugged. Like a pirate from the cover of one of the books she liked to read.
She wished she could stay in bed with him all day, but she had to get to work. If she still had a job by the time she managed to get home and dressed then into the office. She carefully moved from the bed, growing still when he rolled over. Tara sighed in relief as he continued to sleep. She wasn’t quite ready to talk to him. Last night seemed a bit surreal. Had she really agreed to sign a contract with him?
As she grabbed her clothes and crept into the bathroom to dress, she couldn’t help but feel sad. It wasn’t romantic, it wasn’t sweet, it wasn’t even friendship.
Just sex. And domination.
Well, she knew where she stood. If she got hurt then she had no one to blame but herself.
Her clothes hastily pulled on, she tiptoed out of the bedroom with her sneakers in one hand. Alex didn’t even stir. She smiled. He must be tired. She grabbed her backpack from the living room, taking another look around her in the daylight.
Tara shook her head. She didn’t belong somewhere like this. Alex’s apartment was beautiful. Everything gleamed. But it didn’t feel like a home. She glanced at the clock on the wall and swore under her breath. She was going to have to take a taxi or she would be horribly late.
***