I suck on him greedily, devouring his cock as if I needed to do it in order to survive. And it feels amazing - in a way, I can see how he took pleasure from pleasuring me… And that’s because I’m feeling the same thing right now. That’s how sex should be, I think - more than being about your own pleasure, it should be surrendering to that intimate connection between two people, a connection that strips all possessiveness away from pleasure. It belongs to no one and, at the same time, it belongs to everyone involved.
God, I never thought that having a twelve-inch cock buried deep inside my mouth would make me this inspired.
“I want your cum… All of it,” I say between breaths as I take his cock out of my mouth. I don’t wait for his reply and I just take a deep breath and gobble up his whole cock again, moving my lips down until they’re against the skin at the root of his cock.
Now using both my mouth and my hand, I suck and stroke him at the same time, hell bent on pushing him to the point of no return. And I feel that he’s really, really close - his breathing is growing more ragged with each passing second, and he’s running his fingers through my hair as if he had no idea what to do with his hands.
> “You want my cum… You’ll get it,” he says with a groan, and a fraction of a second later his cock twitches inside my mouth. Next thing I know, Madden groans even louder, and his cock starts gushing his seed into me; it’s warm, salty and gooey, and it’s everything I want right now.
It doesn’t take long for my mouth to be filled to the brim, but he stills keeps on cumming, each time his cock twitches unleashing a new dose of cum over my tongue. I feel strands of it escaping from between my lips and dripping down his shaft, but I remain in place as he cums, refusing to let go of his cock before he’s through.
“That was fuckin’ incredible,” Madden sighs all of a sudden, his cock spasming one last time over my tongue. I keep it inside my mouth a couple of seconds more and then, sure that he has given me all his seed, I finally slide his cock out of my mouth.
Sitting up straight, I look into Madden’s eyes and do what I wanted to do ever since I felt the tip of his cock with my tongue - I swallow. The raw taste of his semen goes down my throat before finally landing on my stomach, and I run my tongue over my lips to pick up any stray bead of his cum.
“Of course it was,” I laugh, allowing myself to act a bit like him. Sometimes it feels good to be a bit cocky.
Without saying a word, Madden just throws his arm over my shoulders and pulls me close softly; I rest my head against his shoulder and close my eyes, enjoying the closeness between our bodies.
Shit, this feels so good.
Megan
The ride up the elevator to the hotel suite is full of tension. I have no idea what I should do once we’re back in the room. Part of me wants so badly to give in and let what happened in the limo just continue right on through the night. It would be so easy.
Madden opens the suite with his key card and ushers me in ahead of him. I walk into the living area and turn to face him as he walks slowly toward me. Almost stalking, as if I’m his prey. When he reaches me, the corner of his mouth ticks up, his eyes gleaming with lust.
“You were amazing tonight, Megan.” He lifts a hand to my neck, stroking gently across the sensitized skin, sending chills through my body. Leaning in even closer, pressing his still-hard cock against my hip, he lowers his mouth to my ear, nibbling on the lobe as his warm breath causes my blood to rush through my body, pounding in my ears so loudly I can barely think.
“Come to my room with me,” he whispers softly. “I promise you won’t regret it.”
I’m so close to giving in, but those words bring me back to my senses. Because that’s the thing. I would regret it. Forever.
Not sleeping with Madden, or even giving him my virginity. But giving up on the chance to change my life by winning this reality show.
That’s something I would absolutely regret. This is my last chance. A get out of jail free card. If I fuck this up, I have nothing left. At all.
So I go against everything that my body is screaming for me to do and place my hands firmly on Madden’s chest, leaning back and giving him a remorseful smile.
“I can’t, Madden.”
He lowers his lips to my neck, gently lapping at the pulse point that’s thundering in time with my heart. “Just say yes, Megan.”
My fingers clench in his shirt, gripping the fabric tightly as I pull him to me, in spite of my brain saying no.
“I promise I’ll make it worth it for you.”
I have no doubt that sex with Madden would be better than I can even imagine. But it’s not worth throwing away my chance at a decent life. He isn’t promising me a life of security. He’s promising me one night of hot sex. That won’t last past dawn.
With what feels like superhuman effort, I pull back, taking two quick steps away. “I’m sorry, Madden. I really, really can’t.”
The disappointment on his face is clear, and I can’t help adding, “But if it makes it any better, I really, really want to.”
He smiles slightly, closing the distance between us again. “Somehow, that actually does make it better.” He shakes his head. “You’re a strong woman, Megan. And I have to respect you for that.”
I smile, pleasure flooding my body at his words. Who knew that Madden’s respect would make me feel so happy?
“I’m going to my room now, and you can go to yours,” he says, “but if you change your mind…”