The Scotch Queen (Scotch 2)

“I love your pussy.”

I hit my threshold when I saw the heated look in his eyes. I saw the way he looked at me, like I was the sexiest thing in the world. He made me feel beautiful with his restrained desire. He enjoyed making me come, not just getting off himself. He wanted to pump his seed inside me as much as I wanted to take it.

My second orgasm was as good as the first one. The heat burned my skin and made me writhe in a pool of my own sweat, but it felt so good. “Crewe, give me your come…” I clung to him desperately, moaning through the pleasure that lit me on fire.

He pushed me hard into the mattress as he pumped inside me, breathing hard as he gave me another incredible orgasm. He released a loud moan when he found his own release, filling me with mounds of his own come. “Fuck…”

I grabbed his hips and pulled him farther into me, loving all the seed he gave me. “Your come feels so good…”

His eyes focused on mine without blinking, steady and intense. “It feels even better giving it to you.” Instead of pulling out right away, he blanketed my body with his and kissed me with the same passion as before. His cock slowly softened inside me, but he kissed me like he wanted to fuck me all over again.

I was fully satisfied, having two powerful orgasms right in a row with a gorgeous, sweaty man on top of me. But I didn’t want it to end. I wanted to kiss him as much as he wanted to kiss me.

He pulled away then rubbed his nose against mine, his hair messy from the way I twirled it in my fingertips. He slowly pulled his soft cock out of me, leaving his load of come behind. He leaned back and examined me, seeing the heavy seed slowly seep out of me because so much was packed inside. “Damn…”

I was still high, so I wiped my fingers across my opening, getting his sticky come on my fingertips. I felt it drip down my fingers before I brought my hand to my mouth and sucked everything away.

Crewe watched every movement I made, his eyes wide with both shock and profound desire.

I licked more away before I circled my mouth with my tongue. “Yum.”

Crewe watched me for several seconds, holding his powerful body on his arms. His cock started to harden all over again, so he moved back on top of me and pointed his head inside me. He hardened at a remarkable speed then pushed through his come and entered me once more. “I’m gonna fuck you all night.”

“Thank you, sir.”

He took a sharp breath like he’d been stabbed. The title floored him, cranking up his desire to an entirely new level. His cock was just as thick as the first round, and his desire seemed to be even greater.

When he fucked me again, he fucked me hard. He threw my legs over his shoulders and pinned me down like a man conquering an entire army. He possessed me with every thrust, destroyed me with every push. Our come moved together and got all over the sheets, but neither one of us cared.

And of course, he made me come again.

8

Crewe

Dimitri placed my second mug of coffee on the desk and silently dismissed himself.

I usually drank a cup in the morning, but today, I probably needed at least three cups. I didn’t get any sleep last night, so I was exhausted.

Not that I was complaining.

I couldn’t focus on any of my tasks because I kept thinking about that unbelievable woman upstairs in my bedroom. She was probably still asleep because she didn’t have any reason to get up early. But by lunchtime, she’d better be ready for me.

I was gonna fuck her even harder than I did last night.

I was in a pissed mood last night after Josephine called, begging me to show her compassion when she didn’t deserve it. It stirred up feelings of rage that I couldn’t control. I went out into town and drank at a bar alone, but that didn’t make me feel any better.

Just made me feel worse.

The last thing I wanted was to screw my slave, but once she started touching herself, I was out of my mind. I couldn’t get my cock inside her fast enough. And when he was there, he never wanted to leave.

He wanted to stay buried inside her forever.

I wiped the sleep from the corner of my eye for the third time and took a drink of my second coffee. I hadn’t had any scotch today because I was too tired for that. At this rate, I really could quit cold turkey.

The office door opened again, and I looked up, expecting to see Dimitri.