She’d already started screaming, unable to contain herself, but I couldn’t care anymore. I’d already lost all my control, and when she finally came, her pussy squeezing me harder than ever, I was completely sure this was the best fucking experience I’d ever had in my life. My thrusts were raw and wild as I brought her to her orgasm again and again, until I couldn’t even count it anymore. She got us completely soaked—her juices all over me and the carpet beneath us.
“I’m cumming!” I grunted, her pussy clenching around me one more time in a powerful orgasm, and then I ejaculated into her, spurting five, six, seven times, until the last drop of sperm was squeezed out of me.
I’d told her she wouldn’t be able to stand after I was finished with her, but after this wild ride, I was the one who could barely stand on his feet. I had to support myself against the wall as I tried to catch my breath.
She turned around with a pleased look on her face. “That...” She licked her lips, staring at me dreamily. She was gorgeous and she was mine. “That was the best sex ever. God I was missing out.”
Her voice was raspy, sounding sexier, and if I hadn’t been already too spent, my dick would become hard again right this moment.
“You think?” I chuckled and kissed her puffy lips. She responded to me immediately, melting into me.
“Do you think anyone heard me?” She furrowed her eyebrows in worry, and it was so cute.
“Well, angel, I think it would be safe to assume everyone in the whole company heard you.”
She gasped, and I erupted in laughter. “That is not funny! Stop joking like that!”
“You’re right. It’s not funny. It’s sexy as hell.” I brought my boxers and pants back on, reminding myself to take a shower in my office’s bathroom. I took a tissue out of my pocket and gave it to her. “You better clean my cum off your ass.” I grinned. “Though, I wouldn’t mind it if you left it on you at all.”
“Ha ha. Really funny.” She rolled her eyes, pretending to be offended.
I took her face into my hands and kissed her soft lips, nibbling them and licking them before I entered her mouth slowly. She moaned into my mouth, returning my kiss with all her passion.
Alexandra was perfect and what we shared was definitely something special—something I’d never experienced with anyone so far. I was already addicted to her.
I couldn’t wait to see what the future would bring us.
Sixteen
Alexandra
These were the best days of my life. If anyone had told me having sex with someone whom you held special would make you feel so happy and fulfilled, I would tell them they had watched too many sappy movies.
Was Oliver special for me? Yes. Yes, he was. He was my first thought in the morning and the last thought at night. He was the one who was on my mind all the time. I wanted to see him, feel him, and laugh with him. I wanted everything with him, and this feeling energized me.
I couldn’t forget how roughly he took me in that closet yesterday, and I got hot all over again. I was giving my best to focus on my job, working on the design in my office, but I just couldn’t stop replaying that scene. He owned me in there, and I just loved it.
I’d never thought I would be so daring and lost in Oliver’s passion. He was fucking me with his tongue in the middle of the conference room and anyone could have walked in then! Surprisingly, at that moment I didn’t even care, desperate to come on his face, but the biggest surprise came when he refused to give me an orgasm as a punishment.
All that pent up tension led to the most explosive orgasm I’d had in that closet. My pussy had been so sensitive that from the moment he thrust into me I was done for and completely overwhelmed with pure pleasure.
It was wild and rough—just like Oliver. I really hadn’t been able to stop myself from screaming, and I chuckled, shocked with my own behavior. I’d been so embarrassed when we got out of the conference room, and I was sure others heard everything. Walking around while pretending nothing had happened was embarrassing, but at least nobody said anything to me. In fact, nobody even looked in my direction, so maybe they didn’t hear anything. Maybe.
I wrote down some details in my notebook, realizing I’d been smiling all the time. Really, my grin was plastered all over my face, and I couldn’t do anything about it. Thinking about Oliver had such an effect on me.
I’d been more relaxed and I was smiling more often. Also, I was more motivated to work and give my best to succeed. I had no idea how to call this feeling I felt deep within me, but it made me happy.
As I worked on the design for the hotel lobby, I found out I was missing several measurements, so I needed to go to the hotel to measure some things. I checked the time on my clock and saw I had just enough time to go there before lunch. I had yet to see Oliver, and I was actually dying to see him again, but I came here to work, so our romance would have to wait.
Our romance? Was that what Oliver and I had? Were we actually together, or was this just plain sex?
I felt a pang of hurt in my chest. No, I didn’t want this to be just about sex. I wanted more with him, and if he wasn’t serious about this—whatever this was—then... Then I didn’t know.
No. I had to focus now on my work. Anything else would have to wait.
I got out of the office and went to the hotel. I had so many plans about it and a great vision, and I felt unbelievably happy that Oliver had faith in me and allowed me full freedom to do whatever I wanted. I couldn’t let him down. I would make this hotel shine again, and it would regain its old glory.
I arrived at the hotel and noticed there was some activity around the place. Unlike last time, it wasn’t empty today, and as I walked around the lobby, I heard the voices coming from the hallway leading to the restaurant. I noticed there were some contractors, wearing their khakis and hard hats. At first I thought to ignore them, but then I caught some snippets of their conversation, and I froze in place.