LOGINTheodore
I must have passed out happily after several orgasms as I get startled awake in the middle of the night.
The vibrating toy that was still in me gets pulled out, and I feel a strong hand wrapping around my throat.
He cuts my air shortly as he pulls me up against his chest, growling into my ear. “Is that enough for you?”
“No,” I say feebly, looking at the sex toy he is turning in front of my eyes.
Gulping, I watch him throwing the toy onto the bed.
“I could give you more,” he says, making me tremble. “Do you want more?”
I nod as much as his hold allows me to, my body shuddering in pleasure as I think of finally getting his cock and maybe even touching him.
He passes his tongue up along my neck as he chuckles, “I saw you doing the same thing yesterday. So, I didn’t imagine it.”
My eyes roll into the back of my head before he pushes me down, taking the lubricant from my nightstand.
The squirting of the bottle reawakens all the nerves that were still sleeping in my body and I gasp as he starts lubing my asshole.
Moaning into the pillow, I enjoy him massaging my asshole while pushing my cheeks apart.
“Fuck,” he groans as he pushes a finger into me, making me moan loudly. “You are so tight! You need to relax if you don’t want to break my cock.”
Hugging my pillow, I bury my face in it while he continues to pump his fingers in and out of me, adding a finger, making me go wild.
“Ah, now this is what I was talking about,” he says with a chuckle as his fingers start gliding in and out of me easily, my orgasm building in me as he hits the perfect spot over and over again.
I groan disappointed as he stops, pulling from me and he laughs. “Don’t worry. You’ll get something better in a second.”
Hearing the bottle again, my heartbeat skyrockets, and I push my ass further up, amusing him. “Oh, are you this eager to get fucked?!”
He bends over me, biting into my ear before he orders, “Spread your ass cheeks for me. Show me how much you want it.”
I comply, shivering pleasurably, positioning myself to spread my ass cheeks while I spread my legs.
He watches me with a satisfied expression and as soon as I’m done positioning me, I sense him moving behind me.
The tip of his cock tickles my asshole shortly before he penetrates me anally, taking my breath away.
I scream into my pillow as he pushes into me deeper, stretching me out in the best way possible.
Fuck! How big is he?!
He groans as he starts moving slowly, gliding in and out of me, making me lose my mind.
Just as I’m about to feel my orgasm building up in me, he slaps my hands away, burying his hands into my hips.
With increasingly harder thrusts, he goes completely feral, taking me hard.
I groan in pleasure as my orgasm shatters through me, making me black out for a second.
He continues to fuck me mercilessly, making me bite into my pillow as my throat is burning because of the screams of pleasure I’m pushing out at his fantastic fucking.
I did have nice sex before, but never could I have imagined how good it could actually feel.
Reaching his orgasm as well, he empties himself inside of me.
Shit, we forgot protection.
I slump down into the sheets as he is still holding my ass hostage in his tight grip. He groans approvingly as I clench down on his cock. “Fuck! Yes!”
Still buried in me, he leans forward, whispering in my ear again. “I never use it. I want to see my cum dripping out of your tight hole.”
Did I say it out loud?!
I could have sworn that I have only thought it.
“Oh, my God,” I groan as he sends another shiver through me.
Pulling me back up, I lean against his hot body, grieving the fact that I couldn’t touch him.
His hand grabs my cock, and starts moving it up and down. “Let me see you squirting.”
I’m just thinking that I would need another anal penetration to do that as he sinks his teeth into my neck.
My hiss morphs into a moan as he keeps pumping his hand up and down on me, making me cum as I experience a kind of floating.
My senses take off as he gets me to orgasm, spluttering my cum all over the place.
This must be the best dream ever.
***
I groan as I wake up, my muscles hurting whenever I move just a tiny little bit.
That was a hell of a dream!
I smile to myself as I hug my pillow closer, sighing satisfied.
My butt is pulsating and burning, and I moan as I press my cheeks together to enjoy the painful but pleasurable feeling. I never thought the sex toy would have had such an effect or I would have bought it years ago.
Grasping the sex toy, I pull it out of me gently as I must have fallen asleep with it still in me.
The fantastic picture of Helades pushing the toy into me after having covered it in lube passes my mind, and I have to keep myself from drooling as I see his muscles flexing, the sweat pearls rolling down his toned abs.
I see him before my inner eye, a sly grin stretching on his lips as he starts the toy with the remote, observing me with darkened eyes as I squirm beneath him.
Oh, my mind is gone and lost.
My phone vibrates on my nightstand and I groan in pain as my back muscles flex as I reach out to take it.
Opening an eye to look at the blinding screen, I have to read the mail I got several times until I actually get it.
“You have to be fucking kidding me,” I growl, throwing my phone back through the room.
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Dear Mr. Baxter
We are elated to inform you that we would like to offer you the open position in the tech support department.
Please report to HR on Monday at 9 am to be able to start right away.
We look forward to having you on board,
Brad Miller
—-
Bloody hell.
Nathanael I’m already barely following what the counsel of the counterparty is saying while I watch Gilda storm into my office. Her eyes are swollen, tears sticking to her cheek, and I groan because why did I choose the most dramatic witch to be my familiar? She crosses her arms, flashing me a defiant look while she taps her foot repeatedly, and I lift my hand, furrowing my brows. Unfortunately, she remains unmoved, and I pass my fingers over my eyes, cutting the call with the excuse that there is an emergency and that I will have to call him back. “What is it?” I ask, annoyed, making her drop her arms with a huff. “You sent him back to the cave?” she shouts in despair, and I roll my eyes, gesturing to the door. Having him too close was making me go insane. “If you want to make a scene. Close the door. Because I don’t want my employees to think we are a madhouse.” She gasps, lifting her hands to touch her forehead. “The fucking audacity of yours. We are a fucking madhouse. And
Theodore I’m honestly surprised that I can still walk. But it must be the hate and desperation because the pain in my limbs and my heart would be too much to have my body functioning otherwise. I was prepared to feel bad because I had never loved someone as much as I love him, so I figured that this time, my heartbreak would crush me. But what I feel is devastatingly worse than any pain I have ever felt. I haven’t talked to Nathanael since I asked him to make me an offer, and I ignored him as much as I could while he kept scurrying around me constantly. He even continued to cook for me, serving me abundant meals, and I was so angry because that’s not what our deal was. Still, he refused to make a move to drink from me, turning paler and looking heartbreakingly sick, while I couldn’t eat much with my closed stomach anyway. That way, it just looked like I was being mean and wanted to reject his cooking, too. Taking a deep breath, I catapult myself to the present. My heart
TheodoreI got another room at first.But after having an ugly cry, curled up on the bed and throwing up several times, I got up and asked the hotel to arrange for a water plane to get me back to the next airport.Like the peasant that I am, and am supposed to be, I booked an economy seat on the next flight and passed the next hours waiting to board it with red and swollen eyes.I can’t remember ever having felt sick while traveling, but by the time I arrive back in New York, I feel like I was put into a washing machine in the highest spinning cycle.My head is turning, my throat burning, and I can’t wait to crash.“Fuck,” I breathe out, halting in
TheodoreHe scrunches up his face, obviously offended by my exaggerated comment about his age. “Theo, I…”“Just shut it. I’ll take a small hotel room, and you can call me up when you need your dose. Otherwise, you don’t have to do anything with me. I’ll stay out of your way.”His lips twitch, his face falling, seeming more and more desperate.And I hate it.“That’s not what I want…”“I don’t fucking care what you want, you jerk,” I shout at him.“Theodore, I can’t…”
Theodore“Whynot?”Angerbubblesupmythroat,mywordsjustburstingoutofme.Helowershisgaze,scratchingthebackofhisneck.“Ican’tdecideitalone.Youhavetounderstandthatitiscomplicated.”“Youkeeprepeatingthat.”Isitupwhilehestepsbacktotheendofthebed.Heremainssilent,causingmetogetmoreandmoreanxious,feelingbilerisinginmythroat.“Whatdoyoumeanby‘youcan’tdecideitalone’?”Ifinallydare&
TheodoreI don’t even know how I survived it. It felt like a nightmare, and I must have dissociated big time. But the moment I wake up to the sun shining into the room and the singing of birds, I feel incredibly light. Due to my distressed state of mind, I don’t remember much of what happened, but I keep having flashbacks. Luckily, the most recurring one is Nathanael screaming at me that he loves me through the drizzle. Where were we anyway? Did that really happen? Pushing out a sigh, I snuggle closer against Nathanael’s chest. His fingers continue to caress my back, causing tingles to roll up and down my spine. Despite managing to hold him back from making a blood bath, I got him to bring me to the Maldives, and I can honestly say that I’m in paradise. “Did you sleep well?” he asks me, his tone making the question seem awfully distant. I yawn, nodding, and he chuckles. “I’m glad. You lost a lot of sleep because of your family. I was starting to get worried.” “Says the man w







