The Unconventional Mistress

Pussy with a challenge isn’t something I face every day. In fact, we’d barely been together half an hour and already she’d made me work harder than anyone else ever has. I’ve never spent five million dollars to fuck a woman before either.

And though the evening was couched in niceties like auctions and charities, there’s no doubt that that’s why I’d paid for her. I took one look at that body, a body somewhat foreign to my taste and knew real lust for maybe the first time in my life.

When I look at her, at that mouth with the sinful lips, lips that promised a man all kinds of delights in bed and out. And those eyes that seem to defy me with every blink I don’t think of nice clean lovemaking.

Not the kind I usually use to initiate a new bed partner anyway. All I imagine when I look at her, even now as she sits across from me with that look on her face, is me bending her double as I drive my cock deep into her womb over and over again.

Shit, my cock just dripped precum into my silk boxers. I pressed the intercom button instead of lowering the divide. “Take us home Reginald.” I saw her body shiver and wondered if there was something in my voice that was triggering her.

We pulled into the underground garage less than ten minutes later and I didn’t even have the patience to wait for Reggie to let her out of the limo. Choosing instead to do it myself.

She wasn’t as chatty now that we were here after I sent Reggie home and started walking to my private elevator. She stepped in, moving to the corner farthest away from me and I hid my grin.

She flinched when I reached over to press the lone button and I looked at her before carrying out my task. I pulled her over to my side as I straightened and moved back and she gasped.

Holding her chin with my finger, I turned her face to mine and looked into her eyes, before lowering my head to hers. Her eyes didn’t close until the first brush of my lips against hers. Her lips were soft and full and tasted of fruit and candy.

I licked inside of her mouth, tasting the champagne and chocolate she’d had as I pulled her in closer. I heard her sharp intake of breath and didn’t have to guess why. She’d felt my cock pressing against her soft thigh.

I held my breath, waiting for the inevitable to happen. For her to call an end to the evening. I’d fucked up. I hadn’t intended for her to feel him yet, not until after I’d had a chance to warm her up to the point that she wouldn’t know what hit her until it was too late.

But the feel of her soft warmth had caused me to lose my mind for a second. If she asked to be let go I would do it, of course, I’m not into forcing a woman to do what I want. Not unless it was consensual role play.

But I knew it would be hard as hell to let her go after spending the last hour or so imagining a different ending to the evening. I gritted my teeth and awaited her response, while still holding her close.

Why wasn’t I surprised that instead of pulling away she got closer? Instead of making some crass remark or asking some inane question like if it was me or a sock she felt, she sighed into my mouth and rubbed herself against me.

One of her hands found its way into my hair and the other pulled me in closer while her mouth went wild on mine. She was almost as fierce as I was in her need.

I turned quickly, ignoring the doors that slid open onto the vestibule of my apartment as I pressed her against the mirrored wall of the elevator. She tried to climb my dick.

I let her rub her slit along the thick hardness of my cock until her body shook and she made the hottest fucking sounds in her throat. I’d never heard anything more sexy in my life and the evening was about to end prematurely if she kept that shit up.

“Fuck, stop that or I’ll do you right here.” I don’t think I’ve ever said anything that uncultured to a member of the fairer sex before. I was fast losing control and she wasn’t helping.

When she didn’t stop but instead climbed to her toes so her pussy could be more in line with the thick base of my cock, I pulled my head back to look at her as I drew her lower half in even closer to mine.

With her eyes closed, she bit into her lip and I watched a myriad of emotions cross her beautifully expressive face as another orgasm hit her. I had to hold on as her body shook and she grabbed onto me hard, sinking her nails into me through my jacket and into my scalp.