Read Story: SEASON 2 EPISODE 15

As I sank inch after inch of my dick into her warm canal, I kissed up her chest to the silky smooth skin of her neck. Bobbi turned her head to the side and tilted it back, moaning as she gave me access to more real estate for my lips and teeth to explore.

“Ah… fucking… fuck,” my little submissive whispered, sounding angry, but turned on at the same time.

“I don’t know how you can do it,” I murmured as I worked my lips up her neck to just under her ear. My nose grazed her earlobe as I began pulling my hips back, working my length out of her tight pussy. “One minute, I want you. The next… I hate almost everything about you.”

I nipped her ear hard, causing her to yelp in pain. Her hands grasped my shoulders, and her fingernails dug into the skin as she arched her back, sending her hips into mine and sinking my cock back into her wet snatch. A buzzing sound from nearby drew her attention, and she started to turn her head, which pulled her ear free of my teeth, but I pushed her head back down and latched onto her neck as I began fucking her in earnest.

Bobbi met the thrust of my hips with her own as she panted, “Ugh… I… wouldn’t have guessed… you ever… had it… in you.”

I released her neck and pulled back, continuing to thrust in a steady rhythm as I stared down at her. “What do you mean?” I panted.

She looked up at me, her lips parted as she gulped down oxygen. “I always thought you were a pussy… weak… easy to manipulate.”

The very thought of Bobbi thinking that sent a burst of anger coursing through my mind, and I thrust forward a little more forcefully, burying the entire length of my cock to the root and grinding my crotch against hers. She gasped and wrapped her arms around my neck, rubbing back against me and groaning as she looked up at me through half-lidded eyes.

“Yeah,” I said. “Maybe I was, but that’s changing.” As if to punctuate my words, I pulled out and slammed back in. Then did it again. Then again.

“I… fuck!” Bobbi groaned as her arms tightened around my neck, her face inching toward mine. I felt her shudder as a quiet orgasm began to wash over her, and she pulled me even closer until the tips of her hard nipples brushed against my chest and her nose grazed mine. She was dangerously close to kissing me, and her eyes were smoky with relief mixed with even more desire. “I can tell,” she finished with a whisper.

What the fuck? This was too weird. With neither Helen nor Erin here, Bobbi and I were being intimate for the first time since possibly… had it been the hotel room after our first night together? Surely not! Regardless, things were suddenly feeling a bit more cozy than I’d ever felt with Bobbi, and it was starting to creep me out a little. I didn’t love Bobbi. I wasn’t in love with her. Half the time, I hated being around her. The other half, I just wanted to get my dick wet. Sure… I’d tried being a little more gentle with her in the past, but that was a far cry from whatever this was.

As I stared back down into her soft gray eyes, I couldn’t help but wonder if this was something I wanted to entertain. Did I actually desire to ‘make love’ to Bobbi Nanford?

Nope.

Her eyes suddenly grew wide as I pulled my head free of her arms, grasped her hair, and rolled off of her. I took her with me so that I was on my back while she was lying on top of me, completely taken off guard.

“What the fuck?” She stammered as she started to look up at me, but I kept a firm grip on my hair as I guided her south until I felt her warm lips on my cock.

“Suck me off, kitten,” I growled.

To her credit, Bobbi’s lips parted, and my coated cock found warmth once more between her lips. The next three or four inches disappeared in her mouth before she came to a halt, but I kept up the pressure. “Don’t stop.”

She resisted a little longer, mumbling something around the thick cock poised at the opening of her throat, but when the pressure on her head didn’t disappear, she gave up resisting and began working her lips further. As the next inch of my dick slipped past her lips, I felt her throat contract around the tip of my dick as it attempted to invade. The sound of her gagging on my member just made me harder.

“You didn’t think I had this in me?” I asked casually as if I weren’t attempting to lodge my cock in Bobbi’s throat. I pulled back just enough to dislodge the tip of my cock from her esophagus and then attempted it again, getting a little more of it inside her.

“Bobbi,” I said, placing my other hand on her head to hold it in both. “If you don’t take as much of my cock down your throat right now, not only am I going to lock your pussy up, but I’m going to spank your ass till I can fry an egg off it.”

She’d obeyed me so far, and I couldn’t blame her for hesitating in this instance, but her words had annoyed me and stirred up the old resentment I’d harbored for her. Making sure she knew how serious I was by threatening punishment just felt appropriate… plus I needed to make sure that intimate moment’s spell was broken. I wrapped my legs around her torso and crossed my ankles at the small of her back to keep her where she was. Then I spent the next few moments skull fucking Bobbi in an attempt to get myself off.

“Fuck… I miss Helen,” I muttered as I fucked Bobbi’s throat. I kept a tight grip on her hair and closed my eyes as I imagined my blonde lawyer and all the ways she’d dominated Bobbi with me. Did Bobbi miss her, too?

“I love watching her treat you like a little fuck toy,” I said through gritted teeth. “I’ll have to get Erin back in here. She needs to get more comfortable with using you like that. Maybe she can offer you a few more pointers at sucking dick. She’s definitely a hell of a lot better at it than you.”

I heard Bobbi groan in protest amid all the gagging and coughing she was doing, but I kept up the assault on her throat. “I can’t wait to use Jess with you. The two of you on your knees. Would you like that, kitten? Would you like to help me fuck Jessica’s throat? Fuck… maybe I’ll actually let you dominate her. Would you like that?”

Instead of answering, Bobbi placed one hand on my stomach and pressed against it—an instinctual attempt at trying to back off my cock as I continued fucking her throat. She finally looked up at me with watery eyes. Trails of tears stained her cheeks, and her nose was runny. Seeing her like that made me feel like I was about to unload in her throat at any second.

“Fuck, kitten. I’m gonna cum down your throat,” I panted. “Are you ready?”

I closed my eyes and imagined my busty ex-girlfriend naked and kneeling before me with her arms tied behind her back. Her lips were stretched around my cock with mascara tears streaming down her face. Bobbi knelt behind her, shoving Jessica’s head further down on my cock with a maniacal grin on her face. It was the only acceptable way I’d let her be in charge of anything.

Inspired by my own fantasy, I tightened my grip on the back of Bobbi’s head and pulled her tight against my cock, trying to keep as much of it buried in her throat as possible as I felt the first spurt of cum erupt from the tip of my cock. Bobbi’s eyes went wide, and she looked up at me in desperation as she grasped my hip with one hand, squeezing it hard as she tried to push against me. That’s when I noticed that her other arm was sandwiched between her body and mine; it was positioned so that there was only one thing she could be doing with it. Fuck… Bobbi was getting herself off while being asphyxiated while I was cumming down her throat!

That only served to send chills rolling through my body as I unloaded the rest of my sperm into Bobbi’s throat, and I let out a long, loud cry of ecstasy as I dropped my head back on my pillows and just wove a wave of pleasure for the next few moments.

Eventually, I let go of Bobbi’s head, and she immediately sat up, extracting my still-hard cock from her throat in the process. She let out a loud, shuddering breath, looking red-faced and a little angry as she blinked away the tears in her eyes. Still… despite her distress, I couldn’t help but notice that she was still fingering herself. I watched over the next few minutes as she dank in oxygen while getting herself off again, closing her eyes and shaking as she cried out hoarsely. Her tits bounced as she shuddered under her own self-pleasure.

Once she was done, she collapsed on the bed next to me and rolled over, still trying to catch her breath as she stared at the ceiling. We spent the next few minutes just listening to the sound of each other breathing as I stared at the ceiling and thought about how I would have never in a million years thought I’d be lying naked in bed next to Bobbi Nanford.

“Go wash up and brush your teeth,” I finally said once it seemed we were settling down. “Then come back here. You’re sleeping with me tonight.”

I could see her roll over and watch me out of the corner of my eye, but I did my best to pretend like I didn’t notice, opting to send her the message that the last thing I was concerned about was how she felt in the sexual afterglow.

Finally, she got off the bed, slipped on her robe, and disappeared through the door. I assumed she was going to brush her teeth. I’d have to spank her later for staring at me instead of immediately going to do what I said.

After she left, I rolled over to grab my phone, wondering if that was what had distracted Bobbi earlier while we’d been fucking. Sure enough, I had a text from Chloe.

Hey. Hannon Security sent me details on what they managed to grab from the laptop we found in your grandfather’s apartment. I’ll have a full report for you in the morning on what they’ve retrieved from it.

I texted a thank you to Chloe, put my phone back down on the nightstand, and slid under the comforter as I wondered what they found on the laptop. I also wondered what this weekend would hold when I met with Tanaka’s son in Norway. Would I ever see Lillian again, or would someone come along while I was gone and whisk her away from this place? Then, my mind drifted back to Erin and Helen and the conversation I’d shared this morning. Helen had teased me about getting my assistant pregnant. The primitive part of my brain roared in anticipation of planting my seed deep inside a fertile womb with the hopes of producing offspring, and the image of Erin with a swollen belly made my cock stir despite having sex just minutes ago.

At that moment, the door opened, and Bobbi returned to the room. She closed the door and stared at me under the blankets, hesitating before moving across the room to stand beside the bed.

“Robe off. Then come on,” I said when her dark silhouette didn’t move. She slowly removed her robe and slid into the bed, settling on her side facing me. I immediately reached out and pulled her toward me until her breasts pressed against my chest. I reached up and placed a hand on her cheek with my thumb just under her jaw, forcing her to tilt her head back so she was looking straight at me. I crushed my lips against hers as I pulled her tightly against me, chewing on her bottom lip before plunging my tongue into her mouth to play with hers.

We spent the next few minutes making out; she was reluctant while I aggressively delved into every corner of her generous mouth. It didn’t have the intimacy of that moment we shared earlier… this wasn’t about intimacy… this was about claiming what was mine and enjoying the soft, warm body of the girl who had given herself to me.

Finally, we parted, and she stared up at me wordlessly before rolling over to look away from me. Once again, I pulled her toward me, spooning my body against hers as we lay in the dark together. She was tense, obviously unsure of what to do in this scenario, while I was tired and very relaxed in my post-coital release.

Just before drifting off, I had a thought and lifted my lips to Bobbi’s ear. “Once we get back to the States, I think I’ll take you off birth control.”

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To Be Continued...