"Wow! But you're okay, right?" Diana's concern and surprise was evident through the phone.
Hell yes, I'm okay, Alex thought. His right hand held the phone to his ear, but his left was in Lorelei's hair as her head slowly bobbed up and down. "I'm fine. The bullet just glanced off a rib. Doctor said I was amazingly lucky. It's cracked and bruised but not snapped or anything. I'm sure I'll be fine by next Tuesday, but I'm staying in bed today and I'm probably going to take tomorrow afternoon off just to be safe, if that's okay."
"Hey, that's fine. The file room can run without you for a little bit. Wow, that's crazy," his office manager said. "Well, listen, I'll let everybody know. But just so you know -- if you need a lawyer in this mess for anything let us know. While the firm can't really represent you, due to you being an employee and the potential conflict of interest, but we know good people who can. And Jim's done a lot of criminal stuff. I'm sure he'll want to hear the story from all this when you come back to work."
"That's really good to know, Diana. Thank you."
"We'll be thinkin' about you. Take it easy."
"Will do. Bye, Diana." He folded up his phone and put it back on the nightstand. "Wow," he breathed. "This feels really decadent."
"Hm?"
"Calling in sick to work while you're doing that to me."
Lorelei withdrew, having brought him off not long before. "I have not yet begun to shower you with decadence," she grinned. Then she rose up on her knees, sweeping her hair back with both hands, deliberately making a show of herself to him as always. Then she got off the bed and moved over to her jacket, where she retrieved her phone.
Alex just watched her, enjoying the sight of her naked glory and her smile... which, for the first time ever, seemed just a touch self-conscious. "You're staring at me," she observed without looking up from her phone's touchscreen.
"I am. I love looking at you."
She tossed her hair back on the right side of her head, raising the phone to her ear. "I love being looked at by you," she admitted quietly.
"Good."
"You know, just two days ago I found this sort of behavior to be violently disgusting," Lorelei said.
"And now?"
"I am a demon. Hypocrisy is the least of my evils," she winked. "Courtney, hello," Lorelei then said, her voice taking on a less sultry and more friendly but professional tone. "It's Laura. How are you?"
Alex forced himself up out of the bed. He winced a bit, with the bending and twisting necessary being the part that irritated his chest, but it had to be done. Glancing around, he thought to grab his own phone as he rose to his feet and moved out of his room to resettle on his mother's bed. His bed had become a touch small for him as it was, and he'd have been grateful for Michelle's offer on that basis alone -- even if he didn't have someone to share it with. But he did, and he was conscious of the need for extra room regardless of Lorelei's claim that she didn't mind.
"I'm quite well, but I had a bit of a minor disaster last night and I was hoping to rely on the expertise of you and your staff in digging me out of it quickly." She paused, reaching out to stroke Alex from shoulder to ass as he walked by. Then she followed him into the other room and watched as he slowly laid back on the queen-sized bed. Then she slipped up next to him, sitting up on her knees with her calves tucked under her.
Their eyes met, confirming their mutual thought: they needed a much bigger bed of their own as soon as possible.
"My car was broken into last night. I had just come in from out of town and a good deal of luggage was inside. Yes. They just smashed the passenger side window to get in. So now I have a car with a broken window and practically nothing to wear, along with several other missing vital items. I'd rather not wait on getting all this resolved."
Alex's hand slid over Lorelei's thighs, and then between them. She looked down at him as his touch became increasingly bold. "I drove to my new boyfriend's place. I'm staying there. No, no, that ended awhile ago. This one's much younger but much better in every way." She winked at Alex again, whose fingers were stroking her moist flesh.
"So I need a temporary wardrobe. Four days or so? Mostly casual. Underthings and all -- and I do have someone to impress. We might want to add in a party dress. Something for a night out, at least. You know, keep his eyes glued to me. But my plans are very vague right now, so versatility is good.
"More importantly, do you think it's possible to send someone to pick up my car and get that window replaced? We're in the north end of Seattle. Wonderful." Her eyes fluttered a bit as Alex's fingers slid within her, but her voice did not waver as she gave the address.
"Yes, absolutely I'll wait a moment." She tapped a button on the phone, and almost instantly her eyes rolled back into her head and she moaned loudly, rising and falling a bit on her knees.
"Wow," Alex smiled.
"Master, thank you," she said, her free hand touching the wrist that disappeared between her legs. "You are so good to me."
His eyes narrowed suspiciously. "So are you faking now or are you faking on the phone?"
Lorelei shook her head, eyes still fluttering as he touched her. "I cannot deceive you, master. Your touch is so wonderful. I am merely able to deceive others."
"But you could hold up that poker face and casual tone if I asked you to? Even during sex?"
"I could, master, if you asked it of me. If it pleases you. But inside I swear I would still be on fire." He smirked. That could be kinda kinky.
"Master," Lorelei said hoarsely, softly bucking against his hand, "Courtney is a very attractive woman. Would you like some variety to your company today?"
Alex blinked. He had no doubt as to what she was offering. "I think I'd like to be alone with you today."
A blissful, quivering smile spread across her lips. "As you wish, master." She moaned again, and then Courtney's voice could be heard on the phone. Lorelei tapped the screen and raised it to her ear. "Yes, Courtney? You can? Wonderful. You're a lifesaver. Just have whoever comes for the car give me a call when he arrives, I'll bring him the keys. Oh, and I know I am asking for a lot here, but... yes, I expected you would say as much. Could whoever comes for the car possibly bring breakfast for two? Nothing fancy. A few treats from Whole Foods or PCC would be lovely. Wonderful. Thank you so much." Her thumb closed the line, and then the phone simply fell from her hands as that calm eloquence was replaced by nonsensical vocalizations of pleasure and gratitude.
"Lorelei," he smiled softly, "I want to taste you."
"Mmh. Master?"
"Kneel over me where I can taste you."
A shiver of delight ran through her. She crawled into position to kneel over his face, straddling his head. She was turned away completely from the rest of his body, understanding from the tone of his desires what he wanted. Their eyes met as she lowered her sex to his loving kiss, her body trembling with anticipation of what was to come.
There was no teasing this time, no exploratory nibbling on the inner thighs. His lips met hers, drawing from her a great moan and forcing her to fight to keep her eyes open as she held his gaze. "Master," she pleaded over and over again, failing to form any other words. His hands slid up her body, possessively roaming over her ass and hips and reaching up to claim her breasts.
He relented, softening his attentions and allowing her to regain some semblance of composure. She clutched at the two hands on her tits, holding them there encouragingly and desperately. They gave her something to focus on.
"Lorelei," Alex said against her labia, nose teasingly close to her engorged clit. Having his arms stretched out pulled a bit on his chest, but the pain was more than worth it.
"Master?" she whimpered.
"How long until they come for the car?"
"She said... perhaps... oh... an hour and... perhaps half again?"
"Then you will enjoy my attentions without any attempt to reciprocate until they call." She shuddered. "You will cum freely as your pleasures take you," he said with a maddeningly warm, adoring voice, clearly having rehearsed this in his head. "You are to enjoy without exaggeration but also without restraint. And you will move against my mouth however it feels good. Am I understood?"
Her voice was strained, overwhelmed with emotion and desire: "Yes, Master!"
His kiss returned, gentle at first but building in intensity and directness. The attentions of his tongue shifted between licking rapid swirls around her clit and plunging into her cunt whenever she moved up and down against his mouth, until he wrapped one arm around her thigh and applied his fingers to her tiny button.
Honeyed fluids began to drip into his mouth, slowly at first, then in proportion to the spasms that began to rock his demonic lover's body. Alex didn't let up. His eyes often opened to drink in the sight of her towering above him. There was no sensation better for any of the senses than that of Lorelei cumming for him.
She was pleasured out of her mind when he did this. Lorelei panted and screamed and sang out orgasm after orgasm. Her heart pounded in her chest, emotions running wild within her. It was so much better than the first time, and even that had laid waste to her composure. Fragments of thoughts and feelings flew through her mind and her heart that were supposed to be unknown to the fiends of Hell...
...but there they were.
It wasn't time. It wasn't rational. But she would have told Alex, confessed her every feeling, if only her mouth could form coherent words. Instead, she let herself cum and cum, just as her master had so wonderfully commanded.
Ninety-two minutes later, when her phone finally rang, Alex grabbed it first and said, simply, "Ssshhh." His panting partner looked down at him deliriously as he opened the phone and simply said, "Hi, are you here for the car? She'll be out in just a couple minutes. Thanks." Then he put the phone aside.
Lorelei's eyes went wide with awe. Alex just smiled softly. His hands caressed her body in soothing strokes. "I just wanted to give you a moment or two to cool down," he smiled.
She did cool down, at least on the surface. Lorelei paused for a shuddering breath or two, lowered her face to kiss him briefly, then got up to grab a towel from the bathroom before leaving to find her car keys. Alex stretched out on the bed again feeling quite pleased with himself as she calmly went downstairs. He heard the door open briefly, a pleasant exchange of words, and then the door was shut again. Everything sounded perfectly controlled.
The Lorelei that returned to him, however, was in a barely-controlled frenzy. She leapt upon him, throwing all care for his injuries to the wind as her mouth devoured his and her hands grabbed and clawed at him. Her drenched pussy slid up and down against his cock, teasing it with the inevitability of what would happen. Lorelei's fingers wrenched his head to one side, allowing her to bite and nibble at the side of his neck, his jaw, and his ear.
It hurt him a little, but he didn't care. Being assaulted and mauled like this was far more pleasure than pain.
Lorelei's hips shifted to bring his cock directly under her cunt and then pushed against it, claiming him assertively. Her breath was hot in his ear as she hissed, "You're mine."
"Is this a revolt?"
"Yes." Alex was absolutely cooperative, his breath broken by the rush of being drawn inside of her. "You have no one to blame but yourself," taunted the lips at his ear.
Lorelei began to ride him with increasing ferocity, though her upper body never left his. "I want your flesh, and your lust, and your satisfaction," she grunted. "I want your every feeling for me and I want it all in your cum inside me."
"I don't... oh god," Alex managed, gasping as she took him without mercy. "I don't know how long I can do this."
"I know. You must heal. So don't hold back," Lorelei growled softly, "Give yourself to me."
She made a compelling argument. They moved together, relishing one another's body. Dominance had shifted; it was now Alex's turn to be overwhelmed with pleasure. Moans escaped from his throat as Lorelei worked him over. He lasted longer than he expected, but not by much. His orgasm, great as any before it, was so focused that his cock felt powerful as it released into her just as every other part of his body felt wonderfully weak. It got her off again, too. Alex could feel it as she tightened around his flesh, but she held herself together to watch his expressions.
The first words he managed to gasp out were, "I'm yours, Lorelei. I've fallen so hard for you."
She smiled, kissed him passionately. "I have such feelings for you as well, I think," Lorelei confessed. "I don't... I cannot lie to you, but that isn't why I do not say more. Alex, so much of what I feel with you is beyond my experience. In all these centuries, I've never felt this. I do not want to mislead you out of confusion, or use the wrong word out of passion. But to say that I have fallen... I have," she finished simply and meaningfully. "All that I have and all that I am is yours. Willingly." Her gaze lingered on his, and her smile seemed very vulnerable.
"I must let you heal," Lorelei reminded him. Alex didn't let her up.
"Not yet," he said, holding onto her despite the discomfort. "Again, Lorelei. I want that again."