CHAPTER 13

Thalia isn’t the first woman who’s bent over and grabbed her ankles at my command.

But she is the first to induce a wave of lust so shockingly powerful, my balls tighten up in anticipation of an orgasm.

Drawing in a silent but deep breath, I smooth the palms of my hands over Thalia’s ass to collect myself. The silkiness of her skin turns me on even more. As I slide one palm down the back of her thigh, I contemplate what it is about this woman that is affecting me differently than others.

There’s no doubt the two orgasms I’ve had with her have been spectacularly better than anything I’ve experienced in a long fucking time. But the question is why?

Thalia is beautiful, but that alone isn’t the cause. I’ve had women just as beautiful, if not more so.

Perhaps it’s because of the very thing Kenneth pointed out to me.

She’s an innocent.

Not so innocent she’s a virgin, but the world she has stepped inside of is sordid and depraved, and for every experience she has inside The Sinful Night Club, a little more of that innocence is being scraped away. I’m a fucker for thinking it, but I might be getting off on teaching her how to push past her normal boundaries.

Thalia’s entire body trembles under my touch, I’m sure with a mixture of fear and excitement. I bet she’s the type of girl who would bungee jump off a bridge or go skydiving for the rush. Fear definitely enhances pleasure if it’s done right, and the fact she jumped off a pretty tall bridge by having sex with me in The Orgy Room last night tells me that her adventurous spirit is only growing bigger.

Bringing my palms back to her ass, I use my thumbs to spread her cheeks, lightly stroking the sensitive skin there. She lets out a tiny moan, and I can’t help the smile that comes to my face.

“This won’t hurt,” I tell her softly as I graze the pad of my thumb right over her tight opening. She jerks forward slightly and then pushes back. “But I think you can figure out it will be intense.”

“I can take it,” Thalia reassures me.

“I don’t doubt it. But just so you know, all you have to do is say stop at any time and I’ll take it out.”

She whispers just one word. “Okay.”

“Okay,” I mimic her, leaning to the side to grab the lube from my nightstand.

With a practiced and efficient flick of my thumb, I open the tube. Rather than drizzle it over Thalia’s exposed ass, I pour it in my palm and rub it together so it becomes warm. Then I use my fingers in between her ass cheeks to massage lightly over her pucker, taking great satisfaction as Thalia moans in pleasure.

I take the butt plug, give it a squirt of lube, and then command Thalia, “Let go of your ankles and spread your ass for me.”

“Oh, God,” she mutters softly with clear embarrassment but immediately complies.

“Good girl,” I praise her. “I’m going to insert it now, and I’ll go very slowly. Tell me if you want me to stop.”

She doesn’t say anything, but I can see her shaking her head in the negative. What little I’ve come to know about this woman, I know the word “stop” will not push past her lips because I’m not hurting her, nor will I.

I place the tip of the plug right at her opening and push it forward just a fraction of an inch. She immediately tightens up.

“Deep breath,” I instruct her. “It helps if you want to push against it.”

Thalia does exactly as I tell her, taking in a lungful of air. As she blows it out, I push the plug in about an inch.

“Oh, damn,” Thalia groans.

“Good?” I ask with a smile, but I can tell by the nature of that groan what her answer will be.

“Really, really good,” she murmurs as I push the plug in slowly all the way to its hilt. “Oh, Ford… yes, that feels so good.”

“I knew you’d like it,” I tell her with confidence. I know this because there isn’t a woman who I have done this to who didn’t like it. But again, something about Thalia taking pleasure from it is more rewarding than what I’ve experienced.

“Go ahead and stand up,” I tell her gently.

She does with a soft moan and turns to face me. I spread my legs a little further. She steps in closer to me and my palms go to her ass, where I start deeply massaging the muscles of her cheeks.

Thalia’s head falls back in ecstasy because I know this is moving the plug around slightly inside of her, connecting with sensitive nerves and ramping up her pleasure.

I tap the flat end of the plug lightly, and her head flies back up as she looks at me in surprise. “This is what keeps the plug secure, but I just want to give you a head’s-up you’re going to feel it move a little while we’re fucking.”

Thalia gives me a sly smile, her eyes glazed over with extreme pleasure. “I can tell you without a doubt I’m glad to know that.”

Taking stock of the mixed emotions of amusement and lust I have coursing through me, I grab Thalia and haul her onto my lap so she’s straddling me. My cock is thick and hard and completely ready for her.

But first…

“Kiss me,” I order her.

Her eyes flare wide with surprise, but then her lids lower with unrepentant desire that I’ve asked for something so intimate. She places her palms on my face and leans forward to press her mouth to mine.

Gently, with absolutely no hurry, she uses the pressure of her lips to get me to open up. I follow her lead, content to let her mouth move over mine in a lazy way. You would think the fact that my cock is hard because I just ate her pussy and shoved the butt plug up her ass, it would start to wane a little with this slow, sensuous kiss she’s giving me, but I’ve always found the mouth to be so erotic with the things that can be done with it. If anything, the care and gentleness within her kiss is making me harder and hornier.

With no hesitancy but still a tender touch, her tongue slides along mine and we deepen the kiss. My fingers squeeze into her ass cheeks, and she moans into my mouth.

Reluctantly, I pull away, giving her a tiny brush of my lips before I reach once more to the nightstand to grab a condom. Thalia immediately takes it out of my hands and says, “Let me.”

So I let her.

Putting a condom on has never been anything more than a function of practicality and safety. But Thalia makes it a sensual delight as she slowly rolls the sheath over my dick, giving me a hard squeeze at the base. I have to practically bite down on the inside of my cheek not to make noise when she does this. It’s not that I can’t get loud in the throes of passion, but I don’t like showing my hand so early in the game. I certainly don’t want Thalia knowing how good it feels just having her hand squeeze me.

Holding her firmly by the hips, I lift slightly from my seat on the bed and push backward before lying flat on my back. This allows Thalia to place her knees on the mattress at my hips and sends a clear message of what I want. She places her hands on the bed next to my shoulders, hovering over me on her hands and knees with her face inches from mine.

Yes, the message is clear what I want, but Thalia gives me a coy, innocent smile. “Whatever do you want me to do in this position?”

A sharp slap right in the middle of her ass is my answer, my palm coming in direct contact with the end of the butt plug. Thalia yelps and then glares at me. I merely grin back up at her.

“You know what I want,” I say as I rub my hand over her warm skin.

Thalia cocks an eyebrow at me as she sits up while straddling the tops of my thighs. She places the tip of her finger at the corner of her mouth and says, “Hmmm. I’m pretty sure you want me on top, but I have to say that slap felt pretty damn good to. Maybe we should concentrate on that.”

I grit my teeth, not from frustration but so I don’t start laughing at her antics. Reaching down, I grab my erection and growl at her, “I want you on my cock, and I want you there now.”

Thalia grins at me but she doesn’t make me wait, crawling forward just a bit and hovering her pussy right over the tip of my dick. I hold it steady as she starts to slowly sink down on me with no hesitation. She is good and relaxed, completely worked up from the multiple orgasms I gave her prior as well as the plug in her ass. When she climaxes, it might even destroy her. I’m looking forward to that.

Thalia’s eyes flutter closed. She has a serene smile on her face as she just holds still and feels the fullness within her. I am anything but feeling serene at this moment and need her to move.

My hands go to her breasts, squeezing them roughly. Thalia’s eyes fly open and she watches as I pinch her nipples. This causes an immediate reaction and her hips start to gyrate.

Not enough though.

“Ride me, baby,” I growl her.

“Like this?” she breathes out in a raspy voice as she starts to raise and lower herself on my cock in a slow, methodical way.

While there are many times I love to take the time to get off slowly, this is not one of them. For Thalia to fully appreciate that plug in her ass, I need her to move.

Putting my hands on her hips, I spread my fingers wide to curl around her back. She looks down at me curiously as I use my hands to move her up and down, still letting her set the pace for a few more moments.

I can tell by her shallow breaths, the blush across her neck and the tiny moans she makes when her ass presses down on me, that she’s feeling the plug. But I want more than her just feeling it. I want her consumed by it.

“Do you know what riding cock means? I ask her.

She shakes her head as she continues to move up and down slowly.

“It means,” I tell her as I use my hands and my physical strength to pull her up my shaft and then slam her back down onto me, “that you should be bouncing, your tits should be jiggling, and you should be screaming at the way that plug is pounding into your ass.”

Thalia’s eyes flare wide and look stunned, and I find I like doing that to her.

“Ready?” I asked her with a grin.

Eyes still round as saucers, she gives me a short nod.

“Then let’s get at it, baby. I want you to fuck me hard.”

Before I even have a chance to help assist her in the movements I want, Thalia raises herself up before falling back down onto my shaft. Before a groan can even tear free from either one of us, she’s already lifting back up again and slamming that tight pussy back down again.

This time, she screams. Not in pain, but in pure pleasure from that plug as well as my cock based on the rapture across her face. She starts to go faster and harder, to the point where my balls are starting to take a pounding.

Since I don’t want to interfere with her enthusiasm, I don’t try to get her to change her pace.

Instead, I tell her, “Turn around.”

“Turn around?” she asks in a daze as she slowly gyrates to keep some friction going. She is completely lost to sensation.

Using my hands, I pull her off my dick. “Turn around. Ride me reverse.”

Thalia scrambles to turn herself around over me, and she immediately has her hand on my cock guiding it back into her. I love this position. Love watching that ass as she bounces up and down, and that’s exactly what she starts doing right away. When I told Thalia to ride my cock, she took me very seriously.

I don’t put my hands back to her hips, but content myself to just watch her for a few moments. She’s magnificent from this angle. Granted, I can’t see those fantastic tits bouncing up and down but her ass and that plug sticking out more than makes up for it.

“I think I’m going to come,” Thalia mutters as she picks up the pace.

That makes my balls tighten up in anticipation, my hands coming to rest lightly on her hips.

“That’s it, baby. Let go. I want you to come all over me.”

Thalia only pulls up and slams down one more time before her back arches so deeply her ponytail touches the top of my chest. The corresponding scream that tears out of her throat causes my own climax to fire in my hips as I thrust upward into her. My hand goes to the plug in her ass, and I tug it out slowly as she’s orgasming. This causes Thalia to scream again, which makes my orgasm seem to magnify. Her scream dies to a groan, then finally a soft mewling as she falls face forward onto my legs in complete exhaustion.

I can feel tiny quakes running through her pussy as my dick continues to jump inside of her. Taking a deep breath, I look down my body at her and ask, “Are you okay?”

She nods her head and groans with her cheek resting on one of my shin bones.

Yup, I think she’s destroyed. And I like that a lot.

Long, long moments pass as we lay there in silence. My cock softens and slips out of her, and she continues to lay like dead weight on my legs. Eventually, she stirs and pushes herself up before swinging a leg over me. She continues to roll right off the bed as she asks,” Can I use your bathroom?”

I start to peel the condom off me as I answer, “Of course. Help yourself to anything in there.”

Thalia surprises me by picking up her clothes and carrying them with her to the bathroom. Before I even know what I’m doing, I tell her, “Don’t put your clothes back on.”

She turns around to look at me in shock. Her gaze cuts down to my softened dick and back to me. “You want to go again?”

This is a first for me. I don’t do women in this apartment. There’s no need when I have a sex club within walking distance. But even before that, I didn’t like having women in my personal space. Once Molly betrayed me with Jaden, I closed myself off tight, which means I don’t go for second rounds or sleepovers.

Obviously, I am not acting quite myself where this woman is concerned. This should scare the shit out of me… particularly because I have ulterior motives where she’s concerned. And yet, I want her again, and I want her to stay. Despite the fact I have no cameras in this apartment and what we are doing is no use to my scheme, I just want her again, and I usually get what I want.

“Yes, I want to go again. And maybe again after that.”

Thalia stares at me for a moment, weighing her options. She could go home to an empty—I assume—bed, or she could have more fantastic, mind-blowing orgasms. It doesn’t take her long to make her decision. She drops her clothes to the floor as she turns to the bathroom. “I’ll be right back.”

I smile to myself and roll off the bed to dispose of the condom. On the way back, I grab two more and then pull the covers back. By the time I’m settling onto the mattress, Thalia is walking back out of the bathroom. She has let her hair out of her ponytail and looks like a goddess as she walks my way.

As it turns out a few hours later, I needed three more condoms rather than two.

When we both come down from the last round of orgasms, Thalia once again starts to roll out of the bed.

“Where are you going?” I ask as I turn to my side to watch her.

She stands up and turns to look at me. “Going home to get some sleep. Otherwise, I’m going to feel like shit tomorrow.”

I’m pretty convinced I might be possessed by some type of malevolent spirit because before I know it, my hand is patting the mattress and I tell her, “Get back in bed. Stay the night here.”

Thalia has come to know enough about me, particularly with my ground rules, that this is not something I normally do. She merely cocks an eyebrow at me in skepticism.

I pat the mattress again and tell her with complete nonchalance, “I feel compelled to walk you to your car since it’s so late and the security is not the greatest at this time in the parking garage. I’m too lazy and sated to do that. So do me a favor and come sleep in my bed. You can leave when the sun comes up.”

Or stay for hours until you you’re ready to wake up. I’m cool with that too.

Thalia rolls her eyes at me either because she knows I’m full of shit or she’s not the type to be flattered by chivalry, but regardless, she crawls back into the bed. I pull the covers over us.

The malevolent and completely bat-shit crazy spirit that must be residing inside of me then pulls Thalia into my arms. Within moments, I fall asleep.