Chapter 5

Stop?!

When he was already fully in? No way.

"Don't,"

He hummed and I felt him lean back. I heard ripping sounds of a parcel followed by the feel of something being plunged into me, filling my abandoned core.

"What is that?" I asked alarmed.

He didn't reply but what I felt was enough answer for me.

"Elijah!!" I moaned. A fucking vibrator!

"Feel it," he pushed back and slammed into me again. My body rattled beneath his as unimaginable pleasure spread through me from both holes.

He groaned again, "all of you feels so tight,"

This time, I couldn't help but moan at his compliment. The vibrator, coupled with the feel of his oh-so-good length gliding in and out of me made screams, sobs and moans fill the air. The grunting moans that spilled from his lips occasionally, and the way his hand tightened around my hair spurred me on.

My back arched again when an unbearable amount of pleasure ricocheted through me. He hit another part of me that made me see stars.

"Fuck Eli! I'm going to-fuck! I'm cum-Elijah!"

I shouted-scream and I felt my voice become hoarse. My words were punctuated but I wondered how I succeeded in completing his name.

My over-sensitive part was starting to become affected by the vibrator I flinched but he noticed and turned it off.

"Lizzie," I heard him moan my supposed name. Few more short uncontrollable thrusts his body tensed and stiffened.

"Fuck! Fucking never-felt so goood!!" He roared when he unloaded spurts after spurts of cum in my ass.

His body jolted and shuddered. His hold on my hair tightened, sending pains through my scalp. His cum filled me and when he pulled out of me, beads of cums leaked and trailed down the crack of my ass. His breathing finally became normal again and he leaned against my back,

"Have I fulfilled your fantasies yet?" He breathed out.

I couldn't help but giggle, "fuck, that was the best I'd ever had."

"Tired yet?" He asked again.

I turned back to face him, his hair was damp with sweat and his chest heaved. "We doing this again?" I asked.

He cocked his brows, "what say you? We've still got time together,"

"Fuck yeah!" I exclaimed happily.

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"Elijah, I'm fucking gonna cum!" I screamed.

My arms wrapped itself around his neck he pressed my back against the shower stall. Water cascaded down my back and his hand gripped me tighter when he continued to thrust much more faster into me, groaning as he did.

I'd walked into the shower stall earlier to get ready to leave but he'd walked right in and-well, shit went down.

"What's stopping you?" He drawled out.

His words were mostly just-words. But I wondered what it was about them that made it a huge turn on for me. Could be how smooth the words rolled off his lips, how beautiful his voice sounded or the way the words were drawled out. My third orgasm washed over me like a tidal wave and my body spasmed. I clenched tighter around him, my walls holding him in a vice grip he grunted, a slight shudder running through his body.

My hand tightened around his neck and my head thrashed as I screamed into the ceilings of the bathroom. Sex had never felt so ecstatic. Suddenly, he followed en suit, his grip on my waist tightened painfully and it took everything in him to keep me steady around his waist when his own relief tore through him. My body greedily milked him as he shot loads of hot cum into me.

After a few minutes of basking in post-orgasmic bliss and we both dropped down from our highs, he helped steady me down. My body went wobbly and my abused core and ass screamed out their need for a break.

It was morning already, which meant 'time to leave' but even when we'd fucked relentlessly through the night in different ways possible and barely got just three hours of sleep, the heat in his eyes said otherwise. He couldn't get enough and still wanted more. Even as much as my pussy protested, it couldn't help but throb again when his hot gaze swept over my body.

A hand pulled me towards him and he leaned down, his nose at the crook of my neck.

"I cannot seem to have enough of you. Do you find it disturbing? That I had deprived you of rest and fucked you all through last night?" He breathed against my skin. One of his hand squeezed my ass-something I'd noticed he enjoyed doing all through the night. Maybe he was a lover of ass. But his other hand tweaking my tout nub between his fingers-something he also did all through the night, made me conclude he was a lover of both.

"No...i-" I exhaled harshly. A soft moan parted my lips and I knew if he continued, he might end up being inside of me again. "-I liked every bit of it,"

Abruptly, he pulled back and pushed me under the shower, "sadly, all good things must come to an end," he whispered. His gaze deeper, cold and a frown formed between his brows.

I understood what he meant. It was time for us to part ways. Last night was good-the best actually, but I had to leave. I nodded sagely in understanding.

"I hope I was worth the ride?" He asked again.

Which I nodded to.

He turned me so my back was pressed against his chest and picked up a shampoo, leathering my hair with the soap. My head pressed back against his firm chest and I purred when his hand began to wash my hair.

He was so gentle and tender all through. He had been so gentle even while being rough with me. It had me scared, it was just a one night fling and he was too sweet it scared me. He rinsed my hair under the warm water that bathed my skin.

He proceeded to wash my whole body, his hand carefully cleaning every part of me, i turned back and returned the favor. His fingers parted my folds and he began to clean, my hand grabbed his crotch and he exhaled through flared nostrils. His hand roughly bumped against my clit I let out a breathy moan before my hand clamped down hard on his shaft.

"Fuck!" He groaned, jolting forward.

His hand edged me towards him and he leaned, pressing his head against mine. His breathing was torn and ragged, his face mirroring mine. His fingers spread my pussy lips and he stroked harder.

"Eli, please.." I begged. Wanting the heat that had began to flare inside of me be extinguished by him again.

"We can't," he growled out lowly. "I have to let you go. You can use that toothbrush over there." He ended brusquely, pointing to an unused toothbrush in a rack before walking back away from me.

He got under the next stall and washed his skin hurriedly before turning out of the bathroom. I groaned frustratedly before easing myself under the water. Turning the warm water off, I clicked the cold one on and shivered as the water hit my skin. It wasn't enough to stop my painfully throbbing core but it was enough to tone it down a little.

After finally having enough of the water, Feeling the slight pain from my overly tortured core, I limped over to the rack took out the toothbrush and after thoroughly washing, I walked out of the bathroom with a towel firmly wrapped around my waist. Knowing fully well how funny I was going to be walking throughout the day-or week.

He wore a white robe, had his glasses on and a frown plastered on his face as he concentrated deeply on what he was doing on the laptop. Not even bothering to spare me a glance.

God,

I had to get a grip on myself. It was just a one night thing and we weren't playing house. Fuck me and my OCSB for wanting to replace that computer his fingers was tweaking eagerly, his fingers would have felt good in-stop! I screamed at my sex obsessed brain.

I caught a glimpse of my dress and bra on the bed I hastily shrugged them on. I had no pant underneath since he'd clearly ripped them off last night.

Finally, he turned towards me. His gaze scrutinized me like it did at the club. He rubbed his knuckles over his temples before sighing,

"I'd have my chauffeur drive you home," he said frigidly before turning back to his laptop.

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I had begrudgingly pulled myself out of his home before I fell on my knees and begged him to call me when he needed an encore. That was one hell-of-a one night stand. His chauffeur drove me back home and I shakily made my way up the stairs to my apartment.

I knocked and the door pulled open. A purple haired girl with piercings, dark eyeshadows and lipstick stood behind the door. She raked her fingers through her hair and puffed out strings of smoke from the blunt she held.

"Alexis!" She screamed excitedly, wrapping me in a bone crushing hug.

"Alright Lee, that's enough."I groaned.

"Oh, I'm sorry."

She let me go and moved out of the way. Her back pressed against the door when she shut it close. I dragged my sore body into the room and she gasped from right behind me,

"Girl got fucked limp!" She exclaimed, slamming her hands over her mouth.

I turned back and stuck out my tongue to her. Her hazel eyes twinkled with curiosity and I couldn't help but smile as memories of last night and this morning flooded my mind.

"Start talking,"

"Alright, alright." I raised my hands in surrender before slumping on the nearest couch, wincing when my overused ass came in contact with it." well, I hooked up with a guy last night and we fucked."

"Huh huh, deets Lexi," she smirked, plucking a bag of popcorn and sitting beside me.

I sighed.

There was no way Lee was letting me go without getting full details out of me. We were childhood friends and we'd literally given eachother details about every single guy we'd made out with.

"He was cute, had that nerdy look on. Turns out looks could be deceiving. He was a fucking sex god."

She laughed, eyeing me with amusement, "I doubt if you'd be able to walk straight in a week."

"My ass hurts," I sobbed playfully.

She gasped when a surprised look riddled her face."Oh fuck! You fucking did anals?"

"He made me try it and I fucking loved it." I replied with a smile, yanking the blunt out of her hand. I took a long drag and sighed relieved when I puffed out the smoke.

I couldn't tell which felt good, sex? Or doping?