Chapter 124
Madison
We entered a massive bedroom dominated by a king–sized bed with dark blue sheets. The room was minimalist but luxurious, with floor–to–ceiling windows offering a view of the private lake.
“On the bed,” Alexander commanded. “On your back, legs spread.”
I climbed onto the bed, positioning myself as instructed. Alexander opened a drawer in the bedside table and pulled out what looked like a small, egg–shaped device.
“Do you know what this is?” he asked, holding it up.
“A vibrator,” I replied, my mouth suddenly dry.
“Smart girl.” He pressed a button, and the device hummed to life. “Let’s see how long you can last before begging me to let you come.”
He knelt between my spread legs, running his hands up my thighs. Without a preamble, he lowered his head and licked a long stripe up my center.
“Fuck!” I cried out, my hips bucking against his face.
“Mmm, you taste even better than I remembered,” he murmured against me, his breath hot on my sensitive flesh.
He dove back in, his tongue circling my clit with expert precision. My hands found their way to his hair, holding him against me as pleasure built rapidly in my core.
Just as I was approaching the edge, he pulled back, leaving me whimpering with frustration.
“Not yet,” he teased, pressing the vibrator against my clit.
The sensation was intense, almost too much after the ministrations of his tongue. I writhed on the bed, my body desperate for release.
“Please, Mr. Knight,” I gasped.
“Please what?” he asked, moving the vibrator in small circles.
“Please let me come,” I begged shamelessly.
“Not yet.” He removed the vibrator, replacing it with his fingers. He pushed two inside me, curling them to hit that spot that made me see stars. “I want you desperate for it.”
His fingers pumped in and out while his thumb pressed against my clit. The dual stimulation had me climbing toward orgasm again, my inner walls clenching around his fingers.
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“You’re so fucking tight,” he groaned, adding a third finger and stretching me deliciously. “I can’t wait to feel you around my cock.”
“Please,” I whimpered, beyond coherent thought. “Please, Mr. Knight, I need to come.”
He withdrew his fingers, leaving me empty and aching. “Soon,” he promised, reaching for a condom from the bedside drawer.
I watched with hungry eyes as he rolled the condom over his impressive length. My body felt like a live wire, every nerve ending sensitive and desperate for his touch.
“On your hands and knees,” he commanded, his voice brooking no argument.
I scrambled to position myself, my ass in the air, as I braced myself on my forearms. The vulnerability of the position made my heart race with anticipation.
“Arch your back more,” Alexander instructed, his hand running down my spine. “Present that pussy to me properly.”
I did as he ordered, lowering my chest and arching my back to push my ass higher. The cool air of the room brushed against my exposed center, making me shiver.
“Fuck, that’s a beautiful sight,” he growled, his hands gripping my hips. “Your pussy is dripping for
me.”
I felt the blunt head of his cock pressing against my entrance, teasing me with shallow thrusts that barely penetrated. I pushed back against him, desperate for more.
“Impatient, are we?” He laughed, landing a sharp smack on my ass that made me yelp. “You’ll get my cock when I decide to give it to you, not before.”
“Please, Mr. Knight,” I begged shamelessly. “I need you inside me.‘
In one powerful thrust, he buried himself to the hilt inside me.
“Fuck!” I cried out, the sudden fullness overwhelming my senses. He was huge, stretching me deliciously as my body adjusted to accommodate him.
“Jesus fucking Christ,” he groaned, his fingers digging into my hips. “You’re so goddamn tight.”
He began to move, pulling out almost completely before slamming back in. Each thrust sent waves of pleasure coursing through my body, pushing me closer to the edge he’d denied me earlier.
“You feel so good around my cock,” he said, his pace increasing. “So fucking wet and tight for me.‘
One of his hands moved from my hip to tangle in my hair, pulling my head back as he continued to pound into me. The slight pain from my scalp only heightened the pleasure, making me moan louder.
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“You like it rough?” he asked, giving my ass another firm smack. “Answer me,
Madison.”
“Yes, Mr. Knight,” I gasped between thrusts. “I love it.”
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His free hand reached around to find my clit, rubbing it in tight circles that had me seeing stars. The dual stimulation was almost too much to bear, pushing me rapidly toward orgasm.
“Not yet,” he warned, sensing how close I was. “You don’t come until I say so.”
He released my hair and withdrew suddenly, leaving me whimpering with frustration. Before I could protest, he flipped me onto my back, pushing my legs apart and positioning himself between them.
“I want to see your face when you come,” he explained, his eyes dark with desire as they roamed over my body. “I want to watch those pretty tits bounce while I fuck you.”
He pushed back inside me in one smooth thrust, making me arch off the bed with pleasure. His hands found my breasts, kneading them roughly as he established a punishing rhythm.
“Your tits are fucking perfect,” he groaned, pinching my nipples between his fingers. The slight pain sent jolts of pleasure straight to my core. “Made to fit in my hands.”
His thrusts became harder, more erratic, as he chased his own pleasure. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, punctuated by our moans and gasps.
“Fuck, Madison,” he growled, his face contorted with pleasure. “Your pussy feels amazing.”
He reached for the vibrator he’d used earlier, turning it on and pressing it against my clit while continuing to thrust into me. The sensation was overwhelming, pushing me right to the edge of
orgasm.
“Please, Mr. Knight,” I begged, my voice breaking. “Please let me come.‘
“Not yet,” he said through gritted teeth, clearly holding back his own release. “I want you to ride me first.”
He pulled out and lay back on the bed, his cock standing proudly erect. “Come here,” he ordered, patting his thighs. “Show me how badly you want to come.”
I straddled him eagerly, positioning his cock at my entrance before sinking down slowly, taking him inch by delicious inch. The new angle allowed him to penetrate even deeper, hitting spots inside me that had me seeing stars.
“Fuck yes,” he hissed as I seated myself fully on his cock. “Now ride me like you mean it.”
I braced my hands on his chest and began to move, lifting myself up before dropping back down. Alexander’s hands found my breasts again, squeezing them roughly as I bounced on his cock.
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“That’s it,” he encouraged, thrusting up to meet each of my downward movements. “Fuck yourself on my cock.”
T I increased my pace, chasing my orgasm with single–minded determination. Alexander’s hands moved to my hips, helping guide my movements as I rode him frantically.
He rubbed my clit in tight circles. The added stimulation was too much, and I felt myself teetering on the edge.
“Mr. Knight, please,” I gasped, my movements becoming erratic. “I need to come.”
“Come for me,” he commanded, his thumb pressing harder against my clit. “Come on my cock, Madison.”
His permission was all I needed. The orgasm hit me like a tidal wave, my inner walls clenching around him as pleasure exploded through my body. I threw my head back, crying out his name as I
shuddered above him.
“Fuck, yes,
,” he groaned, watching me come undone. “That’s it, milk my cock with that tight pussy.‘
My entire body trembled, my inner walls clenching rhythmically around his thick length. I could barely keep myself upright as the waves of pleasure washed over me.
Alexander’s grip on my hips tightened, his fingers digging into my flesh as his thrusts became more erratic. His face contorted in pleasure, jaw clenched, and eyes locked on mine.
“Fuck, Madison,” he growled, his voice strained. “I’m gonna come.”
He thrust up into me one final time, his body going rigid beneath me as he found his release. I felt his cock pulse inside me as he filled the condom, his eyes never leaving mine. The intensity of his gaze made my breath catch in my throat.
“Holy shit,” I panted, collapsing forward onto his chest. My breasts pressed against him, my nipples still sensitive from his earlier attention.
We lay there for several moments, both of us breathing heavily as we came down from our highs.
Lucia Morh is a passionate storyteller who brings emotions to life through her words. When she’s not writing, she finds peace nurturing her garden.
