Locked Down with Mr. Right

Leaving him standing in naught but his beautiful boxers and strange necklace as well as his rings, I sensuously relieved him of the first. I had strong, personal qualms about messing with someone else’s talismans.

It was magnificent, massive, and returned to full hardness. I wasn’t quite sure how it was going to go into my pussy, but I was more than interested to find out. Such a perfect cock deserved a warm and loving home.

I lay back on the bed, placing my feet on the edge of the bed, legs wide, spreading my pussy lips with both hands. Moving in with kisses and affection, Tobias mounted me. He hooked my ankles over his elbows without me even noticing. He also had the head of his cock buried in my pussy, which I noticed with great interest.

He didn’t fuck me. Not at first. He just sort of hovered, hanging out near my clit, letting me know he was there and could start fucking me at any moment but not actually letting me know exactly when. Just when I was just about to weep with anticipation, it happened.

In one smooth motion, he was right up in me and pumping steady, angling just right so the considerable bulk of his cock met with both my clit and my g-spot as he pumped my sweet pussy. I moaned with both surprise and delight.

Taking hold of his arms on either side of me, I did my best to move with him. I matched the ebb and flow of his thrusts, stroking my pussy along the shaft of his cock as much as he was sliding his cock in my pussy. I could tell by his expression that this was both a new and an agreeable experience.

I came first, waves of pleasure rippling through me like a freight train. As I tried to collect myself, Tobias withdrew his cock, replacing it with four of his fingers approximating the size, and fed me his delicious cum, dropping the entire payload into my eager mouth.

“What else do you like?” He asked when we had both rallied.

By way of reply, I turned over, staying at the edge of the bed, my feet over the edge, in doggy position. Placing a warm hand on the small of my back, he moved behind me and stroked the warm head of his cock against my tender, pink folds. I moaned at the sensation, eagerly waiting for him to give me so much more. Moving his hands to my hips, he pushed in. Sinking about half the length of his cock inside before stopping again.

I breathed deeply in and out, reacquainting myself with the glory that was him and his beautiful cock. When I was ready, I nodded my consent and he started to move, rhythmically pumping inside me. His cock was wonderfully snug inside my pussy, making me feel every inch of his power and every last centimeter of his movements. I could have cried with pure joy. No man in my life had pleasured me nearly so deeply.

Rallying my will and strength, I once again started to move. Rocking myself back to meet each of his silken thrusts, hoping it felt as good for him as it did for me. I kicked myself for not paying more attention when Mercy tried to tell me about Kegels.

We started to cum in the same moment. Every muscle and nerve in my body was reacting in unison to the electrical storm in my head as Tobias pulled out and came on my back. He cleaned me up with wet wipes from the box by the bed.

Getting me under the heavy duvet, Tobias joined me in the bed and kissed me on the cheek before we both snuggled in for a long winter’s nap.

Chapter Nine

Tobias

I should have been worried. There were definite social repercussions for that sort of thing. The show could end, and I could lose a lot of money if they found out. It could happen. All I could think about was the Spartans. The mighty bad asses with the all-time record for force. When threatened with the full might if the Persian empire, Emperor Xerxes listed in great detail what would happen to Sparta if the Persians won, sent back a one-word reply: “If.”

I looked at Addie sleeping beside me and I knew I had made the right choice. Hang the potential consequences. I had meant what I said the night before about the execs not needing to know. I certainly wasn’t going to tell them. If it should somehow happen to get out that Addie was staying with me, though I couldn’t see how, all I would really need to do was tell the truth. The hotel shut down for the lockdown and I was helping her out.

As it stood, there was no real reason for anyone to think that there was anything but a professional relationship between us. The show was meant to help her find love, after all. The contradiction was simply too much for most mortal minds to contemplate. I was pretty sure that Clementine suspected, but even if she knew for sure, Clem still wouldn’t say anything, even under torture.