His hands loosened around my hips a little as he urged me to move. My hips began moving automatically to match with his thrusting movements. I met his thrusts halfway by lowering my hips when he thrusted upwards. His cock was hitting me deeper than before.
“It’s so deep…so good…” I managed to say in between my passionate moans and heavy breathing.
It’s so rough that it felt like he was messing up my insides with his wild thrusts. Sean groaned louder as our hips slapped against each other in our attempt to get even closer. It felt so hot inside of me, and my core throbbed with desire and need. I wanted Sean to fuck me harder until I lost my mind to the pleasure completely.As if he could hear my plead, Sean plunged his cock deeper into me, hitting my womb so deeply inside while I cried out and closed my eyes tightly. My mind felt hazy, and I couldn’t focus on anything. As my mind let go, my body began moving in abandon as I rode his cock madly. I could feel my orgasm fast approaching. It felt like something was about to explode from my pussy…
“I’m cumming! Sean…I…ahhh…” I cried out against his shoulder as my climax consumed me whole.
I saw white and then I didn’t see anything at all. Sean continued pounding his enormous member into me and I knew that he was also close to his release. As I tried to catch my breath, I clenched my pussy walls around his cock to bring him even closer to his climax. Sean called out my name before his hips jerked wildly against mine and soon his cock was twitching deep in my wet cunt.
In the next instant, his hot release shot out of his cock into me. He’s cumming so much inside of me, I thought as I felt his warmth fill my lower abdomen. His body stilled and I hugged him close to me while his cock continued to plant his seed into me.
I rested my head on his shoulder as I tried to catch my breath. By the time we were done, we were both panting hard. Carefully, I began getting off him. I felt his cock slide out of my quivering pussy before the combination of our love juices gushed out of my wet entrance like a dam had burst when his cock unplugged my love hole. I stood up and the wetness ran down my legs, it was such a dirty yet sexy mess.
“I need to clean up…” I whispered as I staggered towards the dressing table to grab some tissue. More like a lot of it.
“You’re still able to walk…maybe we should go for another round,” Sean said before smiling at me suggestively.
“No more…we have to get you back home,” I said, sounding responsible.
“I would worry about cleaning my pussy first before worrying about other people if I were you,” Sean teased me before laughing softly.
“Can you just get dressed please?” I snapped lightly at him in reply.
“I’ll start but you’re going to help me when you’re done fixing your clothes…” Sean said before laughing a little.
At least he headed for the clothes and started changing. It was like a small miracle when he listened to me. I couldn’t believe that I was the slightly older one here. He’s so hard to manage that I wondered how his usual manager manages him. I should ask him for some tips that might make my life easier.
After cleaning myself up decently enough to leave the room without obviously giving it away that we had just had sex, I returned my attention to Sean. He was half done…great.
“Can’t you dress up any faster?” I muttered in annoyance as I yanked the shirt from his hands and began helping him dress.
“You should have helped me the first time that I asked…” Sean complained as he pouted playfully.
“Whatever. Let’s go back. So many people are waiting for us,” I said sternly.
“Should we go for another round back at my place?” Sean suggested once again.
He never gets tired of sex, I swear.
“It’s past midnight, I already worked too much overtime,” I said without looking at him.
My hands were busy buttoning up his shirt. He’s a superstar but the way he likes to be pampered makes him feel like a kid sometimes.
“What about spending the night? I don’t mind paying extra…” Sean said, and I could tell that he was quite serious.
“I don’t spend the night,” I said as I looked directly into his golden eyes.
I was finally done dressing him up and my hands fell down to my side from his chest. Our passionate tryst is now over. We’re heading back and going our separate ways…for tonight.
After sending off Sean at his penthouse, the team and I were finally free to head back. I quickly thanked everyone in the team for their hard work today. It had been a long day and I could tell that everyone was exhausted; however, everyone was in good spirits and extremely proud of our achievements for the day.
That was how the day always ended when we worked with EROS. The days with him were tough because of his tight schedule and many unexpected problems could pop up to challenge us at any time but at the end of the day, the output that he produces was always beyond our expectations. That was why everyone was so invested in supporting him and that was probably why he also had many fans.
When I arrived back at my small and humble studio apartment, I flopped down on the floor next to my bed and stretched my legs. It feels so amazing to come back to this small and slightly run-down apartment. It feels so like home. This is it.
After a long day, coming back here where everything felt simple and basic always saved me. I removed my contact lenses and put on my thick black frame glasses. After resting a little, I headed for the small bathroom where I removed my fake eyelashes, my makeup and clothes. Then, I finally felt like I had returned to being myself. Just the plain me where I wasn’t anyone’s contract wife or girlfriend.
Right now, I’m just me. I’m just plain Samantha.
“Welcome back, Samantha,” I whispered to my own reflection in the mirror.
One day, when all of this is over and I’ve paid back all the debt that I owe, I’ll get rid of my current name and return to being plain old Samantha Smith. Then I will leave everything behind and move somewhere where no one knows who I am. That is my dream.
--To be continued…
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