LOGIN**ALEXANDER**
“Alexander,” she whimpered. I kept thrusting in and out with my tongue, then went back to sucking her clit until she finally came on my face, screaming my name. Her face lazily turned looking down at me. Her lips were parted; her breathing was out of control.
“You taste so good, Emily.”
I got back up on my feet and picked her up. Her legs crossed around my torso; I was going to kiss her, but I stopped. The intense look she was giving me was enough to make my legs feel weak. I managed to locate the bedroom with my eyes still on her, and I gently dropped her onto the bed.
“Your turn,” Emily said.
Her eyes fluttered up to meet mine, then to my dick, which really needed some sort of release.
“You don't have to, Emily.”
“I want to.” She bent down to my dick level. Her hand went to my shaft and began stroking it through my clothes very gently. Her soft touch was enough for a groan to escape my lips. My hand grasped her chin, and I brought her lips to my boner, where she placed a soft kiss on it. It was enough for butterflies to brush against my stomach. “Ahh, fuck.” Everything this girl was doing seemed so gentle, so serene, so pure. Slowly, I let go of her chin, and she proceeded to pull down my zipper and unbuckle my belt until my trousers were on the floor. Then she proceeded to pull down my boxers, and her eyes widened in disbelief. “I'm supposed to take all that?” she gasped, looking up at me. “It was a nice confidence boost.” I didn't respond; I just looked at her with a warm smile, like a pussy-whipped fool.
She just sighed, looking back down at my dick. Her hand rose up to grab hold of my dick. Though she did the bare minimum of just touching it, it felt so magical to me; I couldn't quite get enough of this girl. Her hand added motion, and she began rubbing back and forth repeatedly. While I couldn't take my eyes off her, I grabbed hold of her hair. It was so soft, like silk. Her hand slipped from my length, just as I had wanted, and I pushed my dick into her mouth. Emily widened her eyes and stared back up at me. “I want your eyes looking at me at all times,” I informed her. My grip on her hair increased as she kept sucking me. I could feel myself reaching my limit. “Fuck,” I groaned, rolling my head back. I let go of her head, signaling that I was about to cum, but Emily's mouth went all the way, deep-throating me, which shocked me; I thought she wouldn't want it in her mouth. Without a second thought, I released my cum into her mouth, and she swallowed, making a smirk appear on my face.
I pulled my dick out of her mouth, and a small cough escaped her lips. “You're being such a good girl,” I said. I took off my coat and my shirt; I was now fully naked.
“Take yours off,” I informed her, walking towards the bedside table. I opened the drawer for a condom I had previously put there.
When I turned around, she was fully unclothed like me. She looked a little more shy now, so I gave her a reassuring kiss on her forehead. “Having doubts?”
“N... No. No,” Emily stammered.
“You can always say no, Emily,” I smiled.
Emily shook her head. “No, Alex; I want to do this,” she assured me.
"Lie down, your back on the bed now," I commanded; "I can't wait any longer." I took the condom, ripped it open with my teeth, slid it on, and angled myself in between Emily's thighs. I began kissing her shoulder, her neck, and her cheeks until I made my way to her soft lips. My eyes stared into hers, and a smile appeared on her lips.
"I'm ready," she said.
With that said, I pushed myself into her soaking pussy, her wet juices all over the tip of my dick. I thrust very slowly, not wanting to hurt her just in case, she hadn't done it before, so I had to take into consideration that if it was her first time, it could hurt a little. With every small thrust, a moan would escape her mouth. "It's music to my ears."
Her hands made their way around my neck and began digging her nails into me. I didn't mind it; I quite liked it.
"Could you not go the whole way?" Emily moaned out in desperation.
I just chuckled. "Baby, I'm barely halfway in." Her eyes widened, then she looked down at our joined bodies.
"Oh," she mumbled, embarrassed. "Is it too much for you?”
“No! Keep going,” she smiled shyly.
“Fuck, Emily, you are so tight.” I buried my face in her neck and began kissing her warm, soft skin, which only added to her pleasure.
“Ahh, Alexander,” Emily gasped, gritting her teeth. Her walls tightened around me more than before. I continued my pace, moving in and out of her; her walls clenched around my dick.
“Alexander... I... I think... ahhh, Alex, I'm...”
“Shhhh, I know… I know, baby. Come for me.” Reaching for her sensitive clit, I rubbed it while ramming into her now. Emily let out a painful cry as she came apart, dripping and coating my length.
“Fuck,” I tightened my grip on her hip bone. I began fucking her hard and fast. With a heavy breath, I started shooting loads of cum inside the condom.
“Fuck, Emily.” My hands gently moved away from her neck, and a smile appeared on my face. My eyes scanned her beautiful body, and I quickly looked away. I didn't want to get hard again. Her elbows made contact with the bed.
“I will clean myself and leave now if you want?” Emily said. My eyes widened in confusion and panic. “Why would you think I'd want you to leave?” She didn't say anything; she just stared back at me. “I’ll clean you up, just wait here,” I mumbled, withdrawing from her hole, getting off the bed, and walking to the bathroom. I firstly wiped my shaft, seeing a tiny bit of blood on it. “Fuck... did I hurt her?” Getting some clean, wet clothes, I walked back into the bedroom to see her still lying down. I made sure to clean her up completely. Lifting her up to dispose of the bed sheets, I noticed a stain of blood on the bed. I glanced over at her to see her reaction. “Is that your first time?” I asked once again, wanting to know the truth.
***EMILY**“Nice meeting you again, Emily. Would you mind if I steal your friend for a bit?” Haze asked.“Of course not,” I replied.“No! No—I can’t leave her alone; it’s her first time here,” Lexi cut in quickly, as if she’d just snapped out of whatever spell Haze had her under“Lexi, I’ll be fine,” I assured her.“You sure?” she asked, though she looked like she was dying to be alone with her.“Yeah,” I said, rolling my eyesI watched them walk off together, but that intense feeling of being watched still lingered. I glanced around again—everyone seemed busy with their own conversations.“Hey, Emily, right?”“Yeah… hmm,” I said, trying to place his name.“Joseph,” he reminded me. “Right, Joseph. Sorry—I’m terrible with names.”“No problem, Princess.” His gaze dragged over me slowly, unapologetically. “How's your night going? Let me buy you a drink.”“I’m good, thanks,” I said quickly. There was something about the way he looked at me—it made my skin crawl, as if he we
***EMILY GRAYSON'S***"Lexi, I can't wear this; it’s too revealing,” I complained. It was a very short satin gown with a bold neckline. “It’s not,” Lexi replied. “This dress is perfect for the occasion.” “Which occasion?” I asked. “Getting you a new boyfriend,” she responded. “My God, Lexi, I am not ready for another relationship. Please. Besides, what about you? Any new boyfriend or girlfriend?” I asked. Lexi is bisexual. “Whoa, girl! Don’t make this about me.” “Well, if you must know, I just met this girl. She’s a waitress at this big club I know—we’re actually going there now. But…” she paused for a second, “…we’re just messing around. It’s nothing serious,” Lexi replied. “Really now?” “Yeah!” she shrugged, keeping her gaze forward. “Now let’s go.” We reached the club, and Lexi went straight to the bar counter to greet a waitress with short brown hair and tattoos covering both hands like sleeves. She’s pretty. Wait a minute… is Lexi blushing? Wow, that
****ALEXANDER'S**** “Look who it is,” Raphael muttered, subtly tilting his head toward the direction I was meant to look. I followed his gaze—and immediately scowled. Declan. The idiot strutted toward me with his little posse trailing behind him. The women were barely dressed, leaving nothing to the imagination, and his men… well, they looked just as useless as ever. “Antonio,” he sneered, eyeing me without a shred of respect. “Watch your tone, Declan,” I growled. Behind me, Sergio and my guards shifted slightly, ready—but I didn’t need them. I could take him apart in seconds. Declan swallowed. He tried to hide it, but I saw it. Fear. A chuckle slipped past my lips. “I think you’re forgetting something,” I said, stepping closer, my voice low and dangerous. “I can do whatever I want. And you really don’t want me teaching you a lesson.” From the corner of my eye, I caught Raphael smirking. A crowd had already begun to gather, no doubt expecting a fight. They weren’t getting on
****ALEXANDER*** Raphael, sensing the gravity of the situation, raises his hands in a gesture of surrender, anxiety etched across his face. “I’m sorry, Boss,” he mutters, backing away slowly as he makes his way to the exit.“Damn it,” I muttered under my breath, feeling the weight of frustration bearing down on me. “Emily, what on earth are you doing to me? We had one night together, just one time, and now you’ve invaded my mind entirely. Damn it...”As the day progresses, we decide to head to the local racing track, a place that holds special significance for me. It’s a haven of speed and excitement, a passion that my father and I have shared for as long as I can remember. The thrill of watching the cars zoom by and the adrenaline rush one experiences there is simply unmatched..I can still vividly recall a specific moment from my childhood—back when I was barely ten years old. I was sitting in a bright red Ferrari, the kind that most kids only dream about, right next to my
***ALEXANDER***I was jolted awake by the incessant buzzing of my phone. The sound cut through the blissful haze, dragging me back to reality. I blinked my eyes open, disoriented and frustrated. My gaze wandered down to my groin, where, unmistakably, I was very much aroused. With a grunt of annoyance, I reached for my phone, still half-caught in the throes of my dream. Without even glancing at the caller ID, I ended the call with a flick of my thumb, the noise silencing my momentary fantasy."Now I need a cold shower," I thought to myself, already feeling the heat of reality taking hold in stark contrast to the lingering of my dreams.As I stepped into the expansive kitchen, my senses were immediately greeted by the rich aroma of freshly brewed coffee mingling with the faint scent of baked goods. The spacious room, filled with gleaming stainless steel appliances and a large central island, felt inviting. I moved to the coffee maker, skillfully preparing a steaming cup of my fa
***ALEXANDER ANTONIO'S**My hand reached across the bed, searching for Emily, but her side was empty. I opened my eyes fully then, frowning as I sat up. She wasn’t beside me. Maybe she’s in the bathroom, I told myself. I got up and walked to the bathroom, knocking lightly on the door. “Emily? Are you there?” No answer. I waited, listening for movement, for water, for anything. Nothing. “I’m coming in.” I pushed the door open. Empty. A slight tension crept into my chest as I stepped back into the room, my eyes scanning the space more carefully this time. That’s when it hit me. Her things were gone.I frowned, running a hand through my hair. “Why would she leave without waking me up?” I muttered under my breath. I grabbed my phone immediately and dialed Raphael. “Find out everything about Emily Grayson,” I said the moment he picked up. “She was in the club last night. Check the cameras. Long brunette hair, red dress.”“Okay, Boss,” he replied without hesitation. I ended the ca







