“Kiss me Jozef. I want your sweat on me.” I beg him, as I pull my nipples, rolling my head back and forth. He drops my legs and leans into me, and the moment his mouth touches mine and his body slides against mine, I come once more. Who knew I was this kinky? Our lips, which are becoming best friends, fight for dominance, even though I don't really want it. I just love how it feels. My body shakes as I continue to release once more. His teeth sink into my neck and like Bella Swan I find myself leaning so he can really get it. Ridiculous I know, but with this man, I am finding anything he wants, I want to give him and if I am honest, it scares me shitless.
“Get on your knees and turn around, baby. I need to be deep inside of you.” Why does that make me a horny, hussy? Every time he says it I want to lay on my back and give him everything.
With no energy, but so horny, I get up and turn around.
“Oh yeah. Look at that ass.” Smack.
“Yes.” is all I can say. Oh fuck. Oh shit. Oh fuck. Oh shit. The stinging in my ass is giving me a new feeling. His other hand is pulling my ponytail, my neck bent back as his cock slams in and out of me, smacking my ass as I bounce back against him over and over. My stomach aching from how deep he is. “So deep...so deep… don’t stop.” Smack.
“Never baby. I am never stopping. This is my pussy. Fuck! Look at how red your ass is. I can see my handprint. So fucking sexy.” I can barely breath, exhaustion threatening to overcome me as I get lost in the smell of our escapades.
My pussy smells sweet and tangy. Mixed with his manliness, it's toxic. “Aww shit, angel. It’s time. You ready baby?” his fingers pinch my clit as he speeds up. “Come with me. Come with me.” He yells that last part as the heat from inside of him shoots into me, warming me up.
“Ahhhhh!!!!” I scream. Falling face first into the pillow, I am dead. There isn’t an alive muscle inside of me anymore.
Rolling over, I stretch my arms and legs and moan at the soreness between my thighs. Smiling, I remember everything he did to my body, and he accomplished his goal of making me scream. I literally passed out afterward. Turning toward his side of the bed, I see it is empty. I sit up, holding the sheet to my chest and blow the hair out of my face. “Well shoot.” I dart of the bed quick needing to use the restroom.
Finishing up, I walk out and grab a shirt and some leggings from my suitcase. “What is this?” I see something on the table and walk over to it. “Jozef.” I gasp putting my hand to my mouth. There is a note on the table with the phone.
Slodki aniol,
I am sorry I am not there when you hear your parents voice for the first time in so long, but, I have things to take care of. Enjoy your conversation baby. But you cannot tell them anything about where we are or your boss. Once you are done, feel free to roam around.
I love you and the little pea-pod.
See you soon,
Jozef
My hands shake as I turn on the phone and dial my mom’s number. The ringing is torture, but it also gives me moments, time to gather myself.
“Hello.” I hear her voice and everything begins to blend together as I am overcome. “Is someone there?”
“Mamaí.” She gasps and I hear a slight whimper.
“Aisling? An é sin tú?” I close my eyes as she resorts to her native Gaelic to ask if it is really me. It takes me back to growing up, listening to our family speak their homeland language.
“Sea, mama. Is mise.”
“Oh my baby girl. Where are you? Are you alright? Me and daddy will come get you.” The tears are free flowing now and before I can answer, I hear my father’s larger than life voice in the background.
“An é sin Aisling?”
“Sea, is í.”
“My daughter, where have you been? Are you in trouble?” Oh God. I didn’t anticipate this part of the conversation. Do I lie to them? Can I get away with a half truth? My heart is being split open right now.
“I am fine, now. I was in a bit of trouble, but I am ok.” I know that won’t satisfy them, but I can’t say much else.
“Where are you? Tell me so I can come get you, Princess.” Hiccupping, I can’t hold back the tears hearing him call me his princess. Why did I want to run away from my family so much? “Princess please don’t cry.” There is muffled conversation then my mom comes back on the phone.