Faking It(30)

I couldn’t hold back anymore, and I didn’t want to. “Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! Don’t stop!” I heard myself yelling as my pussy finally exploded around him, shooting out white-hot pleasure signals through every muscle and fiber of my being and turning my dripping, pulsating body into a grinding, writhing thing.

I felt myself falling back, back toward the dresser. Only my hands, my nails digging into the back of his neck saved me. As the thundering ecstasy pounded through my head, my eyes opened long enough to look down my slim, naked form, passed my breasts as they bounced in time to Tyler’s urgent thrusts, over my tight stomach as it curved to better angle my pussy for him, down to the bare mound between my thighs and the incredibly erotic sight of his great rod rhythmically appearing and disappearing as he slammed it inside me.

“Oh, my God! Oh, fuck!” Tyler startled me by suddenly growling. Somewhere deep inside me, even among my wild thrashing, I felt him tense and pulse.

“I want it, baby,” I managed to breathe. “Shoot your load in my pussy! Give me everything you’ve got!”

He let out a loud, animal roar and I couldn’t help grinding on him even harder, trying to cram as much of his marble-hard cock into me as I could, before his swollen erection finally burst inside me, throbbing uncontrollably as he spilled his hot seed deep in my pussy, shooting out volley after volley until I thought I couldn’t hold any more.

His legs seemed to give out but he still had enough control to guide us toward the mattress. We tumbled slowly until Tyler landed on his back and I just about stayed on top of him, his twitching member still buried inside me. I giggled as we hit the floor, then stayed still. A small gasp escaped my lips as I felt his final shot expelled deep within me, before we both let out a deep, satisfied sigh.



Still straddling him, I bent forward to kiss him on the lips. “Oh, my God!” I breathed, “and to think I’d decided not to see you again.”

“You really feel that way?” he asked. I looked questioningly at him for a second. “Henry did a lot of digging very quickly to try and figure out where you were.”

That knot began to form in my stomach again, even as I could still feel his dick softening inside me. What has he found out?

“I know about your father, your family, your dad’s business and what my father made happen,” he said. I went to lift myself off him but he held me in place. “And I’m sorry. He was a bastard!” Tyler hissed. “He didn’t care about the thousands of lives he ruined by breaking up companies and laying people off, and he didn’t care about the two lives he ruined more than anyone. My mother’s and mine. She was beautiful, but as soon as she passed thirty-eight he was fooling around with younger women. Girls really. He didn’t even try to hide it. If my mother spoke up he’d hit her. If I tried to help her, he’d punch me. We went to the police, but his lawyers made sure no one knew anything. We became prisoners in our own home until he eventually did the decent thing and died,” Tyler finally seemed to notice that tears were running down his cheeks, “Even then he made sure that my mom got nothing. Everything went to me, but only if I kept running his firm. The only thing I can do is try to not be like him, every chance I get.”

I lay down beside him stroking his cheek softly. “So, you knew I was only looking for you for revenge?” I asked him.

“I figured it out,” he replied.

“And you still came to find me?”

“I fell in love with you. It felt like you’d fallen for me too. I had to find out. Besides,” his mouth shifted into a grin, “I’m now majority shareholder and executive VP of a yacht building company, and I clearly know nothing about yachts. I had to find me an expert.” He laughed as I bit his nipple.

“So, how did you find me?” I asked, kissing my way down his chest.

“Odd thing,” he began, “Henry was trying everything. He hired two PIs, expensive ones, and we got ready for a long wait before we heard anything. But last night we got a message from Rufus.”

“Rufus, downstairs Rufus?” I gasped. I’d almost licked my way down his stomach.

“Yeah. I guess he heard we were looking for you and called us direct, saying you were here.” I heard him sigh as my lips found their way further down still, my fingers gently running along his cock, coaxing it back to life.

I smiled to myself. It felt good to have people that cared so much about me. Rufus, putting his feelings aside so I could be happy. I thought of Tarquin and Tanya, and the kindness shown by Captain Harper. And then I thought of Tyler. I gently licked my way up his stiffening shaft, pausing before taking the head of him in my mouth.

“Does that mean,” I asked quietly, “that you’re not a billionaire anymore?”

“If I say ‘no’, are you going to stop what you are doing?”

“…”

The End





Real Dirty (Bonus Book)





Chapter 1



No matter how many times I saw it, I was always stunned by the brutality of mixed martial arts. Not that I was complaining, mostly. The two men in the octagon in front of me were formidable specimens, and as tough as they came. They would have looked right at home on a battlefield a thousand years ago. These men...the joke was always that other men hated the fighters because they could show up at a bar, take your girl, then kick your ass if you protested.