Chapter ２０

As I feel the fire of pleasure starting to burn out, every muscle in my body begins to tighten up, and the nerve endings in my body begin to charge with electricity. Two heartbeats and one deep breath later, I simply go boom; all the stress that has been building up in my body finally releases itself, and I let out an agonizing scream as my brain begins to disintegrate. This is completely unmatched to anything else I have ever encountered...

And despite this, he continues to push. He fucks me as if there would be no tomorrow, disregarding all of my yells of ecstasy; my throat is raw and aching, but I simply can't help but continue to scream out in pleasure.

Suddenly, he comes to a halt, and his entire body constricts, his muscles turning into rock-like solidity. When I look at him, I see him with his eyes closed and his teeth clenched, and it reminds me to be ready for whatever is going to happen, and I mean that quite literally.

His cock begins to spasm as a notion enters my head. I push him to the side while maintaining both hands on his chest, and then I swiftly get down on my knees and lean forward while maintaining as much forward momentum as possible.

Just in the nick of time, I wrap my lips over his cock, and an overwhelming rush of saliva immediately floods my mouth. I hold his balls in my mouth as he approaches, and he proceeds to empty his whole load into my mouth as I remain still. His taste is salty and unprocessed, which is quite masculine, just like the rest of him.

He has been cumming for what feels like an eternity, and his sperm has been pouring into my mouth without any sign of stopping.

I am aware that my mouth is growing full, but despite this awareness, I do not draw back; rather, I keep my position, despite the fact that cum is flowing down my lips and chin. It is just too much for me to be able to keep all of it in my mouth at the same time, and it just keeps flowing. My chin is completely coated in his sperm as thick droplets fall to my breasts... He does not eventually stop until I am a dripping mess, at which point he pulls his cock out of my mouth with a weary smirk on his face.

I look at him with a grin, pleased with what I have just accomplished, and then I open my lips to show him his own cum.

As he leans in closer, he tells you, “You look beautiful like that.” When his lips brush against mine, I immediately thrust my tongue into his mouth, widen my own mouth, and begin exchanging cum with him. This happens before I am even aware of what I am doing. Do you remember when I said that the kinkier something is, the better it is?

This is exactly what I was referring to when I said that I never in my life thought I'd meet a guy with whom I'd be doing anything like this... And dam it, that feels just so darn good!

When our kiss comes to an end, I open my eyes and fix them on his, and then I mindlessly lick my lips, scooping up as much of the cumulus as I can, and then I simply swallow it.

He stares at me as if he were hypnotized, and the grin that spreads over his face indicates that he is very delighted.

When I'm finished, I just lie down on the bed, spreading my legs and arms out to the side, and I feel sudden exhaustion fill every part of my being.

And there's no stopping it this time; the second I feel the warmth of his body against mine and the gentle touch of his sheets, I shut my eyes and drift off to sleep.

When is it going to be done? Oh my goodness, I can't believe I dozed off at Paul's apartment. I turn my head to the side and see him there, his nude body still pushed tightly against mine, the warmth of his flesh penetrating mine.

It hurts me to have to part ways with him. It wouldn't bother me one bit if I were to close my eyes and go back asleep, my nude body against his... On the other hand, I can hear it in the back of my mind: I have work to do. My new customer, “King William ,” is going to phone me at noon, and I want to be at home when I receive the call so that I can take care of business there. Oh, come on, who am I trying to kid? It has nothing to do with employment... I simply need to have another conversation with him.

I finally decide to get up and dress, despite the fact that a gorgeous nude guy is laying next to me. I am aware that I have the ability to postpone the call; but, there is a part of me that is desperate to communicate with the person whose voice is on the other end of the line. I stand on the tips of my toes as I walk out of the apartment, wondering why the hell I should care so very much for a guy I have never ever met.

Paul's pov

Why am I so thrilled to speak to Arcadia when she was just here? I wash, shave, work out, and eat at the gym, and by the time I sit down at my computer, I'm frightened and excited like I'm 16 again.

What's up? . Whether I bathed or shaved, she wanted me off. This is crazy

I'm doing that, however. Laughing at me?

Christ. I must relax.

I check my emails on my desk computer. Nothing big in sex today is preventing me from leaving this shithole. I look at Brooke's study.