Chapter 5: My Tempting Maid

Vivian’s voice came again, closer.“Julian? I know you’re in there.”

My heart slammed. Julian’s cock was still deep inside me, thick and twitching. His cum leaked down my thighs. My skirt was up. My big tits were bare and marked.

He pulled out fast. I scrambled—bra up, tits shoved into the open blouse, skirt yanked down. Ruined panties kicked under the desk.

Julian zipped his pants just as the door opened.

Vivian stepped in, perfect and sharp-eyed. She looked at the spilled coffee, then at my messy clothes.

“What’s going on?”

“Spilled coffee,” Julian said. “Mia was bringing lunch.”

Her eyes lingered on me a second too long.

“You’re a mess. Go change.”

“Yes, Mrs. Cross.”

I walked past her with his cum still sliding down my leg.

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That night the house was quiet.

I sat on the small bed in only a thin nightshirt when the door opened. Julian locked it behind him and came straight for me.

I put a hand on his chest and stopped him.

“No.”

His eyes narrowed. “Mia—”

“You want this?” I pulled the nightshirt over my head so my heavy tits and thick body were bare. “Then beg properly. Like you mean it.”

He stared at me, jaw tight, cock already hard in his pants.

“Please,” he said, voice low. “I’ve been thinking about your pussy all day. The way it gripped me. The way you came on my tongue. Please let me have it again. I need to be inside you.”

I still didn’t move.

He stepped closer, voice rougher. “I’m begging you. Let me fuck you. Let me taste you. I’ll do whatever you want. Just don’t send me away.”

I reached down, freed his cock, and wrapped my hand around it. Thick. Heavy. Veins under my fingers. The head was already wet.

“No doubt,” I said, stroking him slow. “This is the best cock I’ve tasted so far. Big. Fills me up every time. Makes my pussy ache in the best way.”

His breath caught.

I pushed him down onto the bed and climbed over him, but I didn’t sink down yet. I rubbed my wet pussy along the length of his cock, teasing the head against my clit, not letting him inside.

“Please,” he groaned. “Fuck—Mia, please. Put it in.”

I kept sliding against him, coating him in my wetness, denying him.

Only when his hands were shaking did I finally line him up and sink down. The stretch burned. I moaned as every thick inch filled me.

Then I rode him slow and deep, rolling my hips, making him feel every bit of it. My tits bounced hard. He tried to thrust up. I pinned his wrists to the bed.

“Stay still. I’m fucking you tonight.”

I took him harder, grinding down so his cock hit that deep spot over and over. The first orgasm built fast. I didn’t fight it. I came hard on top of him, pussy clamping tight, shaking while I kept moving through it.

He flipped us the second my grip loosened. One strong move and my back hit the mattress. He shoved back inside me deep and started pounding.

“This cunt is mine when I’m in it,” he growled.

I moaned loud as he fucked me hard. Pain mixed with the thick pleasure. He sucked one nipple and bit down just enough to sting. The second orgasm ripped through me fast. I cried out, legs shaking around him, more wetness spilling onto his cock.

He pulled out, flipped me onto my hands and knees, and slammed back in from behind. One hand fisted my hair. The other slapped my ass hard. The sting made me clench around him.

“Again,” he ordered.He reached under and rubbed my clit while he’s cock  was buried deep and rough inside me. The third one broke me. I came hard, face in the mattress, body jerking, pussy pulsing around his cock.

Julian buried himself to the hilt and came with a low groan, flooding me again until it leaked out around him.

We stayed locked together, both breathing hard.

I looked at him over my shoulder, voice calm.

“Your wife destroyed my mother. Took everything from her. I’m here to take it all back. Starting with you.”I said in a low whisper I knew he won’t be able to hear.

His arms tightened.

I smiled in the dark.

“One day I’m going to look her in the face and say, ‘ you can’t even snuff out what’s going on between your husband and I.’” Outside the door, the floorboard creaked.

Someone was still listening.