A Couple of Nights Later…
Dakota Roth…
'Swaying room as the music starts, strangers making the most of the dark, two by two their bodies become one…'
I have been a Madonna fan for as long as I could listen to music - mainly because my mom was a huge fan of her earlier music, you know when she was slightly edgy and not the trend-setter she became in the later years of her career. Due to that fact, I had grown my own appreciation for her music, and this was one of my favourite songs by the Queen of pop music.
I always listened to music while I took a shower and even now, being thousands of miles away from all that I know - this feels strangely ritualistic. Giving me the chance to clear my head and think about all the things that have happened the past few days.
Jeremy kissed me.
I kissed Jeremy.
Jeremy got some serious over the top of my shirt action.
I got some serious over the trousers dick massaging.
Every night since that happened, I have played with my pussy, rubbing my tight, hard clit almost raw as I try to quench this need that he has sparked inside of me.
'I see you through the smoky air, can't you feel the weight of my stare, you're so close but still a world away, what I'm dying to say is that…'
Part of me wants to be mad at him for denying me, for stirring up these new emotions and leaving me alone to navigate them but I know that he has done the right thing. I know that whatever is simmering between us has no future. We were doomed before we even started. My dad would never allow us to be together. I know that as sure as I know that these feelings, I have for the man who has been a part of my dad's life for more than twenty years.
I can't come between that.
I can't be the reason that they fall out. Not when I have just found my dad again. Not when he is the first parent who has shown me love and acceptance and support. I love my dad; I really do, and I can't lose him. Not for a quick tumble in bed. Right?
The room has quickly filled with steam from the hot water that is soothing the ache in my muscles. Thank God that this house was apparently sound proofed before dad even moved in, so I know that I am not likely to disturb the other residents as they sleep completely unaware of the turmoil that is coating my entire body in stress.
Telling Charleigh what happened with Jeremy, and I was the right thing to do - it alleviated some of the tension that had settled into my shoulders where I always seemed to carry all my stress as if I really had the weight of the world on my shoulders.
'I'm crazy for you, touch me once and you'll know it's true, I never wanted anyone like this, it's all brand new, you'll feel it in my kiss, I'm crazy for you, crazy for you…'
Suddenly the steam seemed to be sucked right out of the room and my eyes refocused on the door to my en-suite as it pulled open and Jeremy stood there, both hands resting on either side of the door-frame, as if he were fighting to hold himself in check and he looked like a man tortured, his breath was rapid, his eyes burned with hunger as they roamed my naked form and on instinct my arm banded around my chest and my other hand slid over my pussy, hiding my most intimate parts from him. "What are you doing? Get out!" I hissed as the water continued to cascade around me.
I should be mortified that he is standing there eyeing me like I am some sort of main course on a menu. But a part of me feels a thrill snake up my spine. A base need to feel him all over me takes over as his resolve seems to snap. He stepped over the threshold, closing the door behind him and pulling his shirt up and over his head, dropping it to the floor as he stepped closer to the shower cubicle. My eyes betrayed me in an instant as they flew along the length of his naked upper torso - those defined cuts and swells of muscle, his Adonis belt more defined with the frantic breath he was heaving, into his lungs, his hands slipped under the waistband of his basketball shorts and began to slide them down, revealing no underwear and the largest cock I have ever seen, not that I have seen many but holy shit, it was like a monster and I feared that it was going to hurt when he finally slid inside me. For as huge as it was - it was equally as beautiful, the tip grazed just below his belly button as it stood tall and proud - bobbing with every move he made, the round mushroom head glistened with drops of pre-cum that looked like little pearls on top of a toadstool, the smile hit me at the way my mind was trying to catch up with what was actually happening here. A long thick, vivid vein ran from just under the bulbous helmet right down to his large ball-sack that looked to be loaded with his seed. What shocked me the most was how his shaft looked to be almost velvet in nature, so smooth looking as he gripped the root and pumped lazily a few times as I watched transfixed and more turned on than I have ever been.
I knew that was where this was going. How could I not? The way he was looking at me - he was ravenous and stalking me like a predator with its prey caught firmly in its sights. I had no escape and even if I did, I don't think that I would want it. I want this man.
I have wanted him from the moment my eyes fell on him at the airport a few days ago. All thoughts of why we shouldn't be doing this seem to vacate me as my thighs clench in a desperate attempt to sedate this throbbing that has taken over my clit. I can feel my arousal seeping from my innocent pussy, coating my fingers, "drop your hands, sweetheart!" He ordered me as he was almost at the shower cubicle doors, his eyes still hungrily devouring me, "now, 'Kota!" The dominating authority in his tone was turning me on and as if I were under some sort of spell, I did as he requested.
'Trying hard to control my heart, I walk over to where you are, eye to eye we need no words at all…' holy shit could this lyric be more on point?
The doors slid open, and he stepped into the large cubicle, closing the door behind him, his very presence over-powering me as he backed me up against the far shower wall. Now it was my turn for my breath to catch in the back of my throat as it frantically tried to drag air into my deprived lungs.
"You have been a very bad girl, 'Kota-"
"I have?"
"Yes. Naughty and you know what happens to naughty girls?" Now he was crowding my space, his hands planted on the wall either side of my head as he looked down the length of my body, shaking my head no, "they have to be punished!" Another wave of arousal seeped out of me, coating my thighs, and then trickling down my legs as the water hit me in just the right spot.
'Slowly now, we begin to move, every breath I'm deeper into you, soon we two are standing still in time, if you read my mind, you'll see…'
"Ho-how are you go-going to pun-punish-me?" I stammered - God could I sound anymore inexperienced?
"By making you scream my name," and then his lips were on mine - kissing me with all the fire of a man who has been denying himself the very thing that he wants more than anything else in the world. And I match his level of hunger.
My hands nervously slip up his arms until they are locked behind his head and his hands slide around my hips until he is yanking me into his frame. The hard throb of his dick against my abdomen is a stark reminder of how bigger than me he is - but I don't feel scared, no I feel turned on by the fact that he is so much bigger.
"Fuck me?!"
"Soon, pumpkin!" His groan is pained against my lips, his big hands slide to my ass and pull me harder against him, "first I want to taste you-" my grimace must be apparent because he pulls back ever so slightly, "what is it?"
"I-I-"
"Talk to me, 'Kota!"
"No one has ever-" I began, heat blasting my cheeks like a fucking furnace as shame coils inside me. God is this going to have him change his mind, will it be a turn off for him? "I've never done that with anyone-"
"Ever?" He asked, his brow creased slightly as if he couldn't quite comprehend what I am telling him. "What kind of assholes have you been dating, sweetheart?"
"Uhm-"
"Wait, are you a virgin?"
"No." It is true, I'm not a virgin but is there really much of a difference between a virgin and having only had one lover?
"How many?"
"One!" I admitted, honestly.
"One?"
"One lover, one time!" God why am I offering all these details?
Shame coils inside of me as I stand before this man, this attractive beyond all reason man who is offering to eat my pussy and I am so nervous that I feel like I am fucking this all up. I am so close to getting what I want, and I am admitting to things that would have most men running for the hills because regardless of what they say - men want a woman who knows what she is doing. The guy I lost my virginity told me as much as he pounded my virgin pussy without care of what I wanted or needed.
Jeremy tenderly brushes my hair from where it has become plastered to my forehead and cheeks until it is all brushed back out of the way and his runs his long-calloused finger across my cheek-bone, "ok sweetheart, next time I am going to show just how pleasurable oral sex can be," next time? Is he saying what I think he is saying? "Tonight, I am going to punish this beautiful pussy for torturing me!" And the hunger was back.
I hadn't ruined this. I hadn't doused the flames that were licking up between us. Jeremy still wanted me and from the frantic jerking of his cock - I would say that he wanted me as badly as I wanted him.
Sliding one hand away from my ass, he grazed down the back of my thigh, guiding it to raise and rest around his hip, "do you have any idea how many times I have jerked off thinking about this perfect, tight little cunt?" His tone was clipped as if he was really trying to remain composed and not savage but there was a part of me that wondered what it would be like to have him really lose control.
'I'm crazy for you, touch me once and you'll know it's true, I never wanted anyone like this, it's all brand new, you'll feel it in my kiss, I'm crazy for you, crazy for you…'
"This song feels very poignant for us, no?" He asked me as his other hand repeated the process with my other leg until I was wrapped around his torso and his cock was throbbing against my pussy.
"Mmmm-" I nodded my head because honestly, I am so overcome with emotion and desire that I don't think that I could answer him in words even if I tried.
"Tell me you want this 'Kota?" He stopped touching me then, his body so completely immobile that he looked like some sort of erotic statue, but I can feel the kick in his cock as it throbbed and jerked at my pussy.
"I-want-this!" I panted, breathlessly as he repositioned his cock for it to slide between my folds, the head brushing against my hardened clit, the spark of pleasure hit me hard as he rocked his hips, getting himself coated in my juices.
"Fuck you are soaked, beautiful," his groan hit against my chest as his head rested against my flesh, just letting us both really feel the weight of what we were about to do.
"That's what you do to me!"
"Can you feel what you do to me, sweetheart?" His hips rocked once more and honestly, I have to say that of all the little pet names he used for me, sweetheart was definitely my favourite, "you ready? I don't think I can wait any longer-"
"I'm ready. Fuck me, Remy!"
Pulling himself back ever so slightly, I felt his hand reach for his cock as he aligned it with my tight pussy-hole and in a frustratingly shallow thrust, he breached my walls with just the head of his cock, a low moan flew from my lips as I tried to push down but he was grabbing my hips hard to control how much he gave me and how slow he gave it to me. It was maddening. I could feel my cunt trying to suck him in deeper, but he showed me exactly what he was capable of as he took it at his own pace.
'It's all brand new, I'm crazy for you, and you know it's true, I'm crazy, crazy for you!' The song came to a climactic end and kicked over to the next song in my shuffled playlist, but both of us were too lost in each other's bodies and eyes to pay much attention.
"You liked torturing me, didn't you?" His groan was still restrained, he was still holding a part of himself under a tight control, and I hated that. I wanted to see him come undone. I wanted him unrestrained.
"Yesssss-" I hissed out as another delicious inch sank into me, stretching my pussy in a way that had my eyes rolling back in my head.
"Walking around the house in those dick-tease shorts and tight tops, displaying yourself for me, trying to make me break, isn't that, right?" Another inch breached my walls, stretching me even further, my hands grabbed for purchase, scraping down his back in an attempt to get closer to him, "answer me, Dakota!?"
"Yesssss-"
"You wanted my cock to spear you hard and fast, sweetheart?"
"Yesssss-" I moaned out, my head thudding against the shower wall, as the cold tile scraped the length of my back, "please -"
"No!" He growled, "you will take what I give and when I give it, and you will thank me for every inch that I slide into you,"
"Yessss," I was panting out of control now, "thank you, Remy!"
"You learn quick, beautiful," he groaned, another inch slipping through my slick wet heat, "your cunt is hungry for a good fucking, isn't it?"
"Thank you, yesss it wants more, Remy!"
"You will get what you need beautiful, but this is me in charge and I control everything -"
"Yessss, you do!"
"I control this tight little cunt?"
"Oh God, yesssssss!" And my exclamation seemed to have something snap inside him because he thrust the rest of the way into my molten chamber - stretching and filling me in a way that felt so fucking glorious that my jaw turned slack - forming a perfect 'O' in a silent scream.
"Fuck, you're so tight and wet, sweetheart!" His groan was now reaching uncontrolled territory and I had to think of a way to push him over that ledge, "feels so good to be buried inside you,"
"Fuck me harder, Uncle Remy!" The uncle, part, slipped out before I could stop it and I knew I had found my trigger as he shot forward in a bruising motion that slammed me against the wall.
"Shit!" His growl animalistic was one of shock, shock at finding me calling him Uncle while fucking me a turn-on for himself, "say it again!"
"Mmmmm uncle Remy, you feel so fucking big and hard in my tight pussy!" I moaned out, my fingers diving into his hair that was now dripping with water beads.
"That's right, you are being a good little girl for Uncle Remy!" He growled before his lips slammed into mine, our bodies grinding together as we chased the release, we both needed right now.
Days of circling each other. Days of knowing that we are attracted to one another but knowing that we couldn't, shouldn't act on what we were feeling for one another. Suddenly I knew that this outcome was always going to come. The attraction was too intense, too consuming - ignoring it was never going to work. We both needed this.
"BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!"
…BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
Nooooooo. My hand groped to my nightstand to shut off the alarm as I became aware of my other hand slid down my panties and stroking my clit - fuck. It was all a dream.
I was soaked, my fingers speared my tight pussy as my thumb stroked my impossibly hard clit as it throbbed like it had a separate heartbeat. Spreading my legs wider, I closed my eyes chasing that dream - chasing the feelings that had surrounded me in the dream.
A part of me was utterly devastated to realise that it was in fact nothing more than my subconscious giving me what I craved the most. I could almost hear his voice in my ear, begging me to come back to him.
God I am demented. My abused little clit was testament to that. It, was, so, stimulated lately that the pleasure I seeked was almost painful but it wasn't enough to stop me. This deep-rooted desire I felt for my dad's best friend was going to smother me completely - I was a slave. I needed him. I ached for him in ways that felt utterly foreign to me but also felt almost natural - like this was always meant to happen.
Did I believe in fate? It isn't something that I have ever really put much thought into if I am being honest and now was not the time to analyze my belief system.
Today was my first day at my new job. My job as Jeremy's P.A. If I was going to make it through the day of being at his side, I needed this release. I needed it to un-fog my brain. I needed to be on top of my game today, so I figured this was necessary for the outcome I needed.
Rubbing my needy little clit harder as I let my mind sink back into the dream, the way it had felt to have him impale me on his cock and my God what a fucking gorgeous cock it had been. Big. Huge actually. Hard as steel as he penetrated me, breaching my tight walls until he was almost entirely seated inside me - if I had stayed in the dream would he have fed me the entire length?
Oh God - like lightning my climax hit with blinding force, my thighs trembled as it tore through me like a whip lancing through flesh. My eyes rolled back in my head as my juices gushed out of me as the waves of pleasure contorted my back into an impossible angle. My heart thundered in my chest, and I could even feel it pounding in my fingertips and ears as my release kept sweeping me up and dragging me past anything I have ever felt before. Finally, after what felt like hours, my body slumped on to the mattress as I panted, like I had just run a 20k marathon.
Today was going to be a good day. It had to be. Working with Jeremy meant that I got to spend time with him and really, I couldn't think of anything better than that.