Something had changed inside him. Ursula sensed the change within him. There was something darker there but also an acceptance of himself. She liked the change. He seemed happier since coming out of the study.
She watched his cock slide up and down her wet slit. His cock grew wet with her own juice. He slipped the head of his shaft down to her entrance. Turning her attention to his eyes, she felt him push his cock inside her. When the tip was in, he held her waist in his hands and slammed all the way to the hilt inside her.
A scream released from her lips. The pressure of his cock combined with the slight pain made her cry out. He was large for her to take all the way in. Stephen usually spent more time in penetrating her. He filled her, the length of his dick pressing along the walls of her pussy. Her eyes closed as she tried to accept all of him. She gripped the edge of the counter he'd put her on. They were near the front door. If any guests were to come back, they could be seen through the glass.
"That's it. Take all of me, baby. I want you to feel me." He pulled out then slammed back inside. She held on as he fucked her body hard. Soon the slight edge of pain turned to intense pleasure as her pussy got used to his size. Her tits bounced. His grip on her waist tightened. She saw his fingers squeezing the flesh. He would mark her with the way he was holding her.
He pulled out of her, taking her off the counter and to the floor. "I need to be near you," he said.
She opened her legs as he pressed all of his cock inside her. He kissed her, taking her hands and holding them above her head. Ursula thrust up to meet every stroke of him inside her.
"You're cunt is so tight," he said. "I can feel every pulse as you tighten around me." He pulled out then pushed back in. Each movement had him rubbing against her pussy. She cried out as he rolled his hips in a movement that made him stroke each of her walls.
"More," she said.
Stephen kept up a pace making her come apart as her release sprang up. His grip on her hands stopped her from clawing at his back.
"That's it, baby. Scream my name. I want to hear you scream for me." She shouted his name as she collapsed underneath him.
Stephen kissed her lips, her cheeks, then down to her breasts. He bit her nipples making her cry out from the pain. His cock pulled out. He hadn't reached his own release. She knew he was determined to draw out their time together.
Ursula didn't know if she would survive the night. He flipped her onto her knees in one smooth action then sank inside her from behind.
Their groans echoed off the walls. Her pussy was ready for his hard cock. His erection hadn't lessened in any way. She felt his hands on her ass squeezing the cheeks in his palms. He hadn't moved. His cock was inside her, and she felt every inch of him. Stephen slid his fingers down the seam of her ass. She paused. Her next breath stuck in her throat. He applied small pressure against her anus making her jump. One of his hands held her hips forcing her to stay still. His strength shocked her. She had thought he wouldn't be able to overpower her as much as he did.
"Has anyone fucked your ass?" he asked. She expected him to say something, but for some reason she hadn't expected it this soon.
"No."
"You haven't played with your ass before? Used a dildo?" The questions kept coming. The blush on her cheeks from her arousal changed to embarrassment. His cock was
inside her, and yet she was more embarrassed by his mention of her ass.
"No. Fucking my ass is not on my list of things to do," she said. He slapped her ass making her yelp.
"There is no need to be ashamed, Ursula. Anal sex can be very rewarding." She tried to pull away from him. "No, I'm not letting you go."
"I can't have this conversation with you," she said.
"You're mine, Ursula. The only person you'll be having this conversation with is me." Arguing with him would achieve nothing.
He began moving inside her. His cock plunging in and out made her forget about her ass. The carnal need rose inside her. She pushed back against him, desperate for the release that was building once more. After two orgasms she didn't think it was possible to have another. He proved her wrong. His fingers found her clit, teasing the bud until she came apart under him.
When she collapsed on the floor, she felt him pull out and lift her in his arms. He began walking up the stairs with her in his arms.
"I can walk," she said, but she wrapped her arms around his neck. He wouldn't let her down. The door to his room was kicked open. She chuckled as he dropped her on the bed following her on the bed.
Ursula noticed his cock was still hard and firm. "You didn't come?"
"We haven't finished." He captured her chin in his hands kissing her deeply. She kissed him back as his other hand ran down her body.
"I don't know how much longer I'll last," she said. "Don't worry. I'll tuck you in when you collapse."
She smiled at him, pushing him to the bed in the
same action. He lay down as she straddled his waist. Stephen stroked her legs as she kissed him. The power she gained from being on top awakened her desire. She took his
cock and pressed him to her core. Sinking onto his cock, their moans combined as he sat up. He pushed her hair over her shoulder, kissing her collar bone then up to her neck. She closed her eyes, enjoying the pleasure of his lips.
His hands ran up and down her back. He grabbed her ass lifting her up then down on his shaft. Her mouth opened on a sigh as the angle made him rub deep in her body. Licking her lips, she sank her fingers into his hair, kissing his lips. The intimacy of the position and the moment was not lost on her. They were connected in far more primal ways than just his cock inside her pussy.
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Stephen groaned as her pussy tightened around him. She was so wet and warm. Her tits pressed against his chest, her hard nipples grazing his own. She looked so beautiful when she accepted her pleasure. He knew he could have her screaming if she only trusted him a little more.
He wanted to claim her ass for his own.
Stephen knew he would do anything to make her happy. He kissed her lips making love to her. The love he felt for her went into everything he did. Her lips opened on a sigh, and he took full advantage. Holding her close he loved her body with the same time and devotion that he loved the woman. She held him tightly. He wasn't going anywhere. His very reason for existing was in his arms.
She came apart in his arms, and he finally gave in to his orgasm. He buried his head in the curve of her neck and shoulder as his cock pulsed inside her. The image he got of his seed inside her womb prolonged his orgasm.
Afterwards he carried her into the shower. They washed together. No words were spoken between them. He dried her and carried her back to bed. Stephen wrapped her in his arms while she drifted off to sleep. He stared down at her as she slept. She looked relaxed in sleep. He stroked her hair out along his pillow.
"I love you," he said to her sleeping form. He thought about the feelings consuming him when Lucas and Sean were around her. The need to hurt them had filled all of his senses until there was nothing left. Whatever the threat was at the club he knew he would keep her safe. She sighed in her sleep, her hand reaching out to him. Stephen held her all the time, relishing the new feelings inside him. The problems at the club concerned him a great deal. The moment the realisation hit him of his feelings towards Ursula it had awakened an understanding and a need to keep Possession running. There were other men out there who felt this need inside him. He knew why Possession was built. The club was a vital part of his heritage.
He had to do everything he could to protect the club. She settled away from him, and Stephen left the bed to go down to his study. He fired up his computer and logged into the important data to access the clubs accounts. There was a file he kept on Lloyd Black in case a need ever arose. The man had turned into something dangerous. With the wealth the Blacks had, he knew they had to be behind the danger the clubs were now threatened with.
There was documentation at his club about the complaints received from the man. Stephen reread through the complaints with an open eye. When the case of Rebecca's abuse had first come around he thought all the letters had been about her. On closer inspection it appeared Lloyd had been very good at keeping a lot of secrets.
The women described in the letters were all different, with a multitude of hair colours and figures. Lloyd had broken one of the fundamental rules of both clubs, the rule about not cheating on their wife. Rebecca wasn't the only woman in the letters. He hadn't answered any of the complaints.
Picking up the phone Stephan rang James. The other man picked up after the second ring.
"Hello," James said. Stephen knew he'd woken him up.
"Do you have any files or complaints lodged against Lloyd Black?" he asked.
"Stephen? For fuck's sake it's three in the morning. Can't this wait until morning?"
"I've just been going through my own stuff, and did you know Lloyd had a lot of women on the side? Also, according to this information I've got, his entire stocks plummeted back in two thousand and eight? But do you know what the more interesting fact is?" Stephen waited for James to respond.
"You're not going to let me sleep, are you?" James began moving around. Stephen heard a feminine sigh over the line followed by doors opening and closing. "All right, I'm all ears."
"Lloyd didn't suffer from the down-turn. His stock went down, but his accounts stayed the same."
Stephen scrolled through all the information he'd acquired on Black but hadn't looked at. He couldn't believe his sloppiness over the last few years. His father would be ashamed of him for his lack of attention.
"The Blacks have had money as long as our families, Stephen. There are tonnes of explanations for this," James said.
Stephen didn't buy it. "Then how come his name is on the lease of the same warehouse where that fucker took Violet?"
"What?"
"Lloyd had a history of gambling. The only access he got to the club was due to his first wife, who left him. Rebecca was his second wife and the perfect cover. I have a horrible feeling about Rebecca that we don't even know about." Stephen moved the phone to his other ear while he accessed the information he knew about Rebecca.
"Are you letting your imagination run wild, Knox?"
"You're nervous. You only use my last name when you're nervous." Stephen checked over her information.
"I don't like where you're going with this. I don't want to think of Black as a pimp. He was a total asshole, but getting caught up in this shit? Stephen, if any of this works out to be true do you have any idea of the repercussions for us and our businesses?"
"We need to talk to Rebecca. That's the only way we can find anything else out."
"I hope to God you're wrong. I can't handle another day of this shit."
The sound of his door opening made him quickly shut down the computer. "I think we need to tell the others and then go and see Black."
"Agreed. I bet Ursula is standing opposite your desk right now."
"Yes."
"I would like to taunt you."
"Bye." Stephen hung up. Ursula wore a robe covering
her glorious body. He wondered if he could burn all of her clothes. He liked the thought of seeing her naked every day.
"What are you doing?" she asked. She pushed a lock of her hair behind her ear. He had never noticed how thick and full her hair was.
"Some work needed my attention."
"Is there anything I can help you with?"
He logged out of the computer shutting it down.
"Nothing. I've been negligent of my responsibilities. That won't happen anymore." Stephen walked round the desk capturing her in his arms and kissing her deeply. "You've changed me in ways you don't even know."
She smiled. The sleepiness made her so adorable.
"Come back to bed. I want you to hold me." He followed her upstairs more than content with her in his arms.