“Yeah, that’s it, baby. Take this fat cock!”
Sweat glistened on his sculpted chest in the sunlight streaming in through the glass fronts. The barely audible grunts and moans coming from behind the mask spurred me on. My last orgasm had been mere minutes ago, yet I could already feel the next one approaching.
My head rolled from side to side as the little control I still had began to slip away. Still breathless and thus speechless, the only indication of my impending climax was the pitch of my moans.
Sasha’s breaths were coming out in harsh pants now, but he never let up. He pounded into me with reckless abandon until the second orgasm took hold of me.
The first one had been like a wave. This one hit me like a fucking freight train.
My eyes rolled into the back of my head, my legs locked up and my pussy clamped down on his cock like a vise. I gave a muffled, high-pitched moan and surrendered to the pleasure as I plunged into the abyss.
“Goddamn!” Sasha moaned, throwing his head back without breaking his rhythm.
Black edged my vision and there was a faint ringing sound in my ears. I was nearly delirious with pleasure, but not out of it enough to miss the way his thrusts turned choppy and his abs contracted.
“Fuck, yes, baby! Gonna fill my slutty cunt with so much fucking cum, it’s gonna spill out around my cock. Here it comes!”
A tremor shook his body and he slammed home with a brutal thrust, his head falling back and a guttural moan ripping out of his throat. “Yeah, that’s right. Look at you taking my whole load.”
He pumped his hips with each twitch of his dick, with each spurt of cum.
When he was finally spent, he straightened up, allowing me to drag in a full breath.
“Holy shit,” I murmured hoarsely, staring at him in awe.
Sasha yanked off his mask, his face covered in sweat, breathing heavily, and yet he had never looked sexier. Rogue strands of hair fell across his forehead and he brushed them away, shooting me a smirk.
“Holy shit,” he echoed. His half-hard dick slipped out of my pussy and with it, a torrent of cum.
Sasha made a disapproving sound and leaned down to kiss me, pushing the sticky mixture back in and fucking the cum into me with two fingers. I mewled into his mouth.
“If you aren’t up for another round,” I panted, “you should probably stop now.”
He growled playfully against my lips. “Little Devil, I’m always up for another round with you.”
Chapter 30
Sasha
Bythenextmorning,I’d reached two conclusions.
Firstly, the warehouse could no longer be open to visitors.
Secondly, I had made a catastrophic error in introducing Addy to men who responded well to eye contact and baked goods.
There had been a brief time when I considered using that to my advantage. She was observant and quick-witted, and her disarming nature caused people to underestimate her. Smart enough to read a room, to adapt, to slip through cracks most people didn’t even see.
But I had miscalculated. For every strength she had, there was an equal and opposite risk.
She didn’t just disarm people; she invited them in. She didn’t just read situations; she trusted them too easily, too. In my world, friendliness wasn’t a skill. It was a vulnerability.
A liability.
And I didn’t build operations around liabilities. I eliminated them. Or I removed them from the equation entirely.
This meant I had to protect her from the consequences of her own actions, both for her sake and for mine, because losing her would destroy me.
We were in the kitchen, cooking breakfast after a spectacular night. I’d missed sex, of course, during my time in Blackwood, but sex with Addy was on a completely different level.