William
The thought makes something primal well up in me, and I can’t hold back a scream as my orgasm
wracks my body, honey flooding that perfect, godly shaft lodged deep inside me, reaching in and caressing most sensitive, private parts of my cunt.
His hands squeeze into me after I let out that loud announcement of my passion, and his cock arches up inside me as he pounds, his crown grinding against my g-spot and leaving me paralyzed, impaled on him.
“Well well,” he coos, his voice thick with pleasure, “now everyone’s heard what you’ve done, Harper.”
Good, something within me says. Where did that even come from? He bends over and reaches up my shirt, unclasping my bra and toying with my stiff nipples, flicking them as he smiles at me.
“Do you know how badly I wanted to come into your trailer last night and bend you over your expensive toys and welcome you to the island?” Another orgasm. I don’t know how much more I can take.
“I wanted you to come in so fucking bad, Will,” I gasp, my voice not even my own anymore.
“Did you think about me?” he asks, and I can’t get that melodic voice out of my head. “Were you a good little student, or did you touch yourself for comfort last night? Am I everything you thought I would be?”
“So much more,” I breathe, managing to open my eyes and look up at him. My body is glistening with perspiration. This man is spoiling me—I wonder if I’ll ever be able to look at another man again and not compare him to this Adonis.
He grins and bends forward, mouth suckling my neck again, this time harder, and I gasp as I feel his teeth grazing, nipping, then biting at my flesh. My hands dig into his back, but that only spurs his machine-like bucking and ravenous sucking on.
“I’m going to leave a mark on you so that everyone who couldn’t hear your little outburst knows just how horny you are for me,” he says into my ear, and this time, the tension in my lower abdomen gets so tight, so unstoppable, that I’m about to let out another scream when he presses his lips into mine and a paralyzing orgasm washes over me, and everything becomes a blur of ecstasy.
I feel his cock swelling up inside me, and his pounding becomes faster, harder, more irregular, and just as I feel his balls tightening and watch that gorgeous head tilt back, he pulls his cock out of me, and without even thinking, without the first impulse besides pure, primal instinct comes to me, I lean forward and wrap my lips around his purple crown, tasting my honey on it just before his seed shoots out into my mouth and hits the back of my throat as he lets out a deep, satisfied groan.
Shot after shot empties out into me, and I wash my tongue over his cock, savoring the taste of him, feeling each pulse and twitch of his cock as tension washes from him.
I did that, something congratulates me in my mind, the same voice that made me throw my tongue on his cock. I swallow his seed, the taste so fucking delicious on my tongue.
I couldn’t stand the thought of him coming outside my body, I realize, and it sends a shiver up my spine. I crack my eyes open and look up at him when he finally pulls out of me, and there’s that cocky grin on his face again as his massive chest rises and falls.
“Welcome to our little slice of paradise, Miss Grad Student,” he says in a husk.
My cheeks suddenly burn. What the fuck did I just do?! I came in here to fight this guy, and here I am, the taste of his come on my lips—and fuck, is he sweet.
I stand up suddenly, running my hand through my hair and looking at him with wide eyes. “I...I have to…” I say, my mind a blur as I look around me, a haze of post-orgasmic lust. He tilts his head with a smile that tells me he knows what I’m thinking, but he does nothing to stop me as I pull my shorts up, clasp my bra, and hurry out the tent, making a beeline for my trailer as fast as my legs can carry me.
I just got fucked by the man who’s going to endanger this entire research project!
4
I stare at the red mark on my neck Will gave me. “Fuck,” I mutter under my breath.
But the word is hollow. I should be embarrassed about it and put makeup over it, with a polo shirt. But I keep looking at it because every time I think about Will claiming me like he did yesterday, I feel myself getting warm all over again.
What happened yesterday? I’m a Master’s student here on important work, but that guy...he had me drinking in his cum within a few minutes of my being in front of him.
Okay, maybe I can rationalize it away. He’s hot, and I hadn’t had any action before him. Who could resist him? But I know there’s something more to it just under my skin that I have to push down, even as I feel my desire burning again.
It’s early in the morning, and the workers are at it again. As long as they’re there, I can’t get any work done, and I may as well be taking a vacation out here. So after a quick word with the workers and a short cab drive, I’m pulling up to the local government building.
To my confusion, I was told that Will Delaney has a temporary office here, and that he’s working closely with this tiny country’s president. Fucking venture capitalists exploiting the locals as usual, I figure. But I storm into the building undaunted, ready to give him a piece of my mind.
“Will Delaney,” I snap at the secretary as I storm in, knowing his name will get some attention. “I need to see him. Tell him Harper is here.”
The secretary blinks at me in surprise, but at my name, she raises her eyebrows and nods, and a few moments later, I’m walking towards his office on the top floor of the building. It’s a sleek entryway, marble floors and fine mahogany doors. There are statues of past presidents nearby, and I can’t imagine how much clout Will must have to command such a presence with the officials here.
I push the door open to see the back of a large leather armchair facing a window that looks out over the front of the building, and I can see Will’s towering frame behind it, looking down at the scenery of the island. Bastard probably watched me pull up.
“Will!” I shout, storming forward, but he doesn’t turn to face me. He just laughs that same, deep, amused laugh