Bruce gives the night guard at the gate of Paradise $500 to let them take the golf cart he uses to use to make rounds. He throws the money at man and pulls Anna to the cart.
Speeding as fast as the tiny motor will take them, it feels like they’re not even moving but in a few minutes the large, round building at the center of the grounds is in front of us. They abandon the cart on the sidewalk and barge through the door.
“Aubergine. 33,” Bruce all but yells at the guard with the room keys. He hands Bruce the key and he pulls Anna down the hall, running as fast as her bare feet will allow, having ditched her heels in the limo. He pulls the door open, pulls her inside, and slams the door by pressing her body against it. Kissing her as he unlatches her dress at her shoulder. Pulling her forward so it falls and reveals her body then pushing her back against the door. Kissing her hard with wild abandon as one hand rubs her soaked pussy and the other runs up and down her curves.
She’s never felt him kiss her this way before. It feels wild and unapologetic, something she never knew she craved but now feels insatiable. Her saying she wanted a life with him has unlocked something inside of him, making him need to claim her fully, no strings attached now.
She moans loudly and starts to undo his buttons but it’s taking too long. Giving in to her own passion she rips his shirt open causing buttons to fly everywhere. She pulls his jacket and your shirt off and drops them to the floor. She wraps her arms around his neck and kisses him, matching his passion and intensity. Finally being able to feel his skin against hers again makes her knees shakes as her body melts into his.
He pushes two fingers up inside of her and she bites his shoulder to stifle her moan. He craves her body. Her touch. Her taste. Her scent. Her sounds. He desires her with each of his senses on a primal level. His every action tells her, “I need you. I want you.”
He lifts her off the ground and carries her to the king size bed that has been set up. He fumbles with the buttons on his pants, finally managing to undo them and shove them to the floor. His cock springs from them already throbbing.
Anna rolls over and leans in, taking his cock in her mouth, groaning as the flavor of his desire hits her tongue, her eyes rolling back in her head. His hands go to her hair, gently stroking instead of forcing himself into her throat like he usually does.
He pulls himself from her mouth and kisses her, forcing her onto her back and laying on top of her. It seems like such a basic position but it’s something they have never done. Their passion both comfortably savage and newly intimate, he intertwines his hands with her and holds them above my head. Kissing her lips and neck. Groaning shaking as he claims her upper body with his tongue, teeth, and lips.
She pulls her hands from his and rakes her nails up his back, breath heavy. Her hands find his cock and stroke it slowly, silently begging him to push it inside of her.
He follows her unspoken suggestion, letting her guide him to her pulsing snatch. He rubs his swollen head against her opening gently before pushing into her. Slowly. Savoring every centimeter of her engulfing him. He knows they don’t have much time before the paying customers arrive. But he also knows that it has never felt like this for him before and it might never feel like this again.
When he has entered her fully he starts a long, slow rhythm. Coming completely out of her with each stroke. Pushing himself back in from the very tip of his head to the bottom of his shaft each time. Moaning each and every time he feels her soaked lips hit his throbbing balls. Revealing how many moans he has held back before. Now he doesn’t care. He is experiencing her body in an entirely new way and he holds nothing back.
“Tell me what you want from me that no other man may give you tonight,” he whispers through a moan as he enters her again.
Anna groans and arches her back. She closes her eyes and moans with each thrust, savoring him. Every one of her senses heightened and tuned into only him.
She opens her eyes and looks deep into his, seeing a new affection in them, relishing this moment for the time they have together, alone. “I want to be yours, sir. I want your cum inside of me because this pussy belongs to you. Because I belong with you.” She moans as he kisses her deeply on the mouth while continuing his rhythm.
As she wraps her arms around him, holding his body to hers, he can feel her body trying to hold him inside. She squeezes him tighter than ever before. Even with as wet as she is, it’s a struggle not to cum quickly. So tight. Threatening to pull him back in every time he pulls out.
He starts increasing speed slightly. The pleasure is becoming almost too intense. He feels his eyes starting to water from how tightly she squeezes him. He can’t tell if she is doing something differently or if he is. Or if something has altered their bodies’ to fit together more intensely. It feels like her pussy is sucking his cock harder with every stroke.
His balls start to contract. They feel massive. He wants to fill her. Flood her. He wants his cum dripping out of her, making sure every person after him knows they are not first nor the most important.
He is claiming her as if for the first time. Her body is his. He reaches to rub her clit to increase her pleasure but stops almost immediately when it makes her squeeze him somebody even tighter, almost painfully.
He starts moaning louder. Faster. From deeper inside of himself.
Anna’s body tingles from head to toe. His fingers in her hair, she winces as he touches her clit. It’s too much. Too much pleasure. She can’t speak and just pulls his lips to hers again and again.
He opens his eyes and looks into hers. That is as much as he can take. “Anna,” he manages to moan before it begins. The most intense orgasm he has ever experienced. It feels like his cock will never stop cumming. Pushing thick, hot shot after thick, hot shot deep inside of her.
She meets his eyes and as he says her name her own orgasm rockets forth. She groans and hyperventilates, her pussy pulsing and milking his cock, demanding every drop. She’s never felt this pleasure before. She kisses him and holds his gaze as he fills her. She feels his cum drip out from between her legs even as he continues to pump more inside.
His body goes limp on top of her. He musters his remaining energy to continue to kiss your lips.
“That was the most incredible thing I have ever felt,” he whispers and kisses her again.
There is a knock on the door before she can respond. They both freeze for a moment. Then another knock.
“Baby girl, don’t make me knock again!” Rod’s voice shrieks through the door.
Bruce exhales sharply. “Can’t we ever just have a moment?” he whispers before giving and exasperated grunt and calling out, “Come in, you chocolate fruit.”
Rod opens the door and looks at them for a moment. He sees the cum leaking out of Anna and shakes his head. Then he spies her dress on the floor and his eyes go wide as he picks it up.
“On the floor? The floor?! This is not how we treat art!” Then he sees the shirt buttons scattered. “Ya’ll fuck each other every day! What could make you need to get naked so fast?”
He gathers up their clothes, shaking his head and cursing under his breath.
Then he comes and sits on the bed for a second.
“Baby girl, you better get this man’s little wienie out of you. Because there is a line forming outside your door. And if you’re not going to take them I’m about to do it for you. How many people supposed to fuck you tonight?”
Anna giggles, “Just 10.” Then she looks at Bruce, “Well 11 technically.”
His eyes go wide. “10?! Girl, you been reading my diary about how I want to spend my next 25th birthday?”
Anna giggles again.
“Well I am getting these out of here before they trampled and sticky,” Rod says, standing.
“At least Bruce took the dress off nicely,” Anna says. “I was a bit more impatient. You can punish me later if you want.” She winks.
Rod laughs then leans in and kisses Anna on the mouth. He looks at the growing puddle of cum between her legs and sighs before leaving.
When they are alone again, Bruce kisses her and asks, “Are you sure you want to do this? You don’t have to if you’re not comfortable.”
She kisses him softly, “You know I want this, Bruce. But I want you here. I got your cum. I made you happy, which makes me happy.”
He nods and kisses her again, climbing off of her. She can tell he wants to hold the moment of being alone with her as long as he can.
“Bruce,” she starts, “you know I’m yours right?” She stands and walks over to him, feeling his cum on her legs, and wraps her arms around his neck.
“I do.” He kisses her again. “I also know I have helped turn you into an absolutely insatiable slut who always wants more cock, more cum. So until I figure out how to grow another one, I’ll have to outsource the work.”
He opens a drawer and pulls out the gleaming butt plug he used on her back in his office.
“I told them butt stuff is off the table. But I don’t trust these people to remember anything once they get inside of you,” he says.
Anna giggles and bends over for him and he starts rotating the plug just inside her pussy, lubricating it with both of their cum.
Then he spreads her cheeks and slowly inserts the plug into her ass. When it’s fully inside of her he whispers, “There. Now you’ll have a reminder who owns that hole.”
Anna giggles and shakes her ass at him, ready to play.
“Lay on the bed, Anna. It’s time to let the cavalry in,” he tells her.
Anna lays on the bed but decides to sit up on her knees so she can show her breasts off and see the men for herself as they enter. Bruce cups her face with his hands and kisses her again before he turns and places your hand on the knob to open the door.
As the door opens, Anna sees the line of people waiting to fuck her.
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