10. Audrina
10
AUDRINA
I don’t even know who I am or how this happened. Then again, I must have had some insight to arrive here without any underwear on. It wasn’t exactly planned, but that’s how West makes me feel. Like I’m a desirable woman who knows what she wants instead of what I’ve been telling myself for years—that I’m a dried up, ex-housewife who wouldn’t have a clue what she wants. But that simply isn’t true. When I’m with him, I become a more confident version of myself. A woman who not only knows what she wants but isn’t afraid to ask for it. Okay, maybe I have trouble with the dirty stuff, especially when his next words are;
“Tell me, baby, do you like my cock in your mouth?”
His words send me into another realm. I’ve only recently been acquainted with dirty audio books, and I’m a huge fan. Now that I have West whispering things in my ear, I can confidently say that I owe a lot to Booktok and the dirty romance authors out there. I’m more of a sensory person than visual. I don’t watch porn and never have, but hearing West’s sexy, whispered words is my own kind of word porn. And I can’t get enough of it.
I roll my tongue over his slit, and he hisses. “I love it.” I feel empowered as I grip his base and lower my mouth onto more of him. He’s big, really freaking big, and my mouth is as wide as it can go as I suck on his tip like it’s a lollipop. He seems to like that; his eyes close and one hand grips the back of my hair, the other scrunches the cushion next to him. I love making him come undone. Seeing West surrender to me gives me a thrill, and I can safely say that I’m glad I’ve waited so long to get back on the horse. Glancing at his thick dick in my hand, I can safely say that this gives it a whole new meaning.
I lick the underside of his length, earning another groan, and I cup his balls, squeezing them.
“Fuck, Audrina!” he shouts.
This man lost his load in his underwear. Over me. Over little old me. He likes what he sees and what I do to him, and that gives me all the determination and strength I need to be bold. I go lower, sucking one ball into my mouth, then the other as he groans, then I lick my way back up his perfect erection. “You’re big,” I whisper.
“How big?” he grunts.
He’s a man; he needs to hear it, but at least with West, his length and girth are actually accurate. “Really freaking big... it’s been a long time since I... since I had sex.” My words tumble out, and I don’t regret them, even when he bucks his hips and I laugh.
“It’ll fit, My Beautiful Peach. Don’t you worry about that. You were made for me.”
I’m actually quite proud of myself for making the first move. I practically dove into his lap, and I regret nothing, though I do find the dirty talk—on my part—hard. I’m not a saucy person by nature; I’m more of a closet dirty talker and like hearing it rather than saying it. But if it turns West on, I guess I could learn to say a few dirty words...
I cup his base again, sliding my palm up and down his length as I lick and kiss his head. His eyes are hooded as he watches me. I feel like I’m having an out-of-body experience as I fondle him. His penis is literally perfect, like everything about him.
“Talk to me,” he groans. “I wanna hear my pretty little angel talk to me.”
I like turning him on. I like being free with him to explore, and he challenges me, something else that’s new to me. I want to tell him I’m not good at being dirty, that I’ve had no experience, and if I sound like an idiot, that’ll ruin things, but I don’t say any of those things.
This is a fantasy. I want to make him feel good, and I want all of him. “I’m not great at that,” I whisper. “But I do like my boss’s cock.” I can’t even believe the words leave my mouth, my cheeks flush beet red. His breath catches in his chest as my eyes lift to his.
“Your boss, huh?”
I nod. “Mmhmm.”
“Again.”
I don’t look away when I repeat my words. “I like my boss’s cock.”
“Fuck, say cock again.”
I lick him slowly, really drawing it out. “I can’t say that.”
“You just said it twice.”
I stare at him. “Cock. Cock. Cock.” I’m delighted when his jaw stiffens, and I’m fairly sure he’s going to yank me closer to him, but instead, I impale him with my throat, moving all the way down until I’m all but gagging. I choke a little, but I get a reprieve when he lifts me off. I don’t care; I want to show him I can take it, so I do it again. Over and over until he hits the back of my throat. My God, he makes me feel like a queen, a vixen. A woman who is in charge of her sexuality and isn’t afraid to take what she wants.
“Audrina, oh, baby, that’s so good. My dirty, dirty little girl. You should see how good you look with my dick in your mouth, baby.”
I’m so turned on that I could come again like this without him even touching my body. I love seeing his pleasure; I love pleasing him.
Then all of a sudden, I’m being yanked off him, and he pulls me into his arms. His tongue is in my mouth as we kiss sloppily, my arms wrapping around his neck.
“I’m gonna come if you keep doin’ that,” he mumbles between kisses.
“So?” I challenge. “Wouldn't be the first time tonight.”
That earns me a little slap on the ass cheek. Oh. My breath hitches, and he notices.
“Don’t have time to put you over my knee, baby, because if I do that, I’ll definitely be comin’ in five seconds flat.”
“So, do something about it.” I’m blunt, but I don’t care. “Right here, right now.”
A smile twitches his lips. “You’re not ready for Hustler, baby.”
“Maybe warm me up with West first.” I smile.
“Are you sure this is what you want?”
“You’re very sweet.” I kiss him chastely. “But I was always expecting more than just dinner; I just didn’t want you to think I was easy doing it on the first date. I guess with you I feel this kind of wild side that I’ve never really been able to act on.”
He laughs out loud. “Easy? You’ve been with one man, baby; you’re still goin’ to heaven, and I’m glad I make you wild. You’re not gonna think I’m very sweet after I make you scream.”
I press my body against his, my throbbing center rubbing against his erection. His words make me so wet, so ready for him. “We’re really gonna do this.” It’s not even a question. This is happening.
“Grab my wallet; there’s a condom in there.”
I give him a look. “Just in case?”
“Don’t get me started, you bought a whole box of just in case.”
I bite my lip as I reach down to his jeans and pull his wallet out of his back pocket.
I rip the foil packet with my teeth and then hold the thing in my fingers. I swallow hard. “West, I’ve never actually used one of these.”
He grins, sitting up, his knuckles brushing against my cheek. “It’s okay, baby, I’ll show you. You just slide it on like this.” He does it for me as I follow his lead. “And roll it down, yeah, like that.”
Oh, God. Rolling a condom onto my freaking boss is something I only imagined, but it’s so damn hot, and he still has his underwear half on and my dress is still hanging open. Yet we can’t help ourselves. We’re all hands as he kisses me again, his hands cupping my breasts. “I want you to ride me, Audrina, rub that sweet, beautiful pussy on my dick, and make yourself come.”
I also had no idea I’d be riding him either, or how turned on I’d be by his filthy words. The only position I’ve ever known is missionary with lots of lube; this is nothing like that. In fact, I’m so damn slippery it’s embarrassing. As I grip his base, I realize that I’m going to need all the self-lube I can get.
It feels foreign as I slide over him, lining him up at my entrance, and I sink down. West hisses as he guides me down until he’s buried inside me. It’s not frantic like our earlier kisses, it’s controlled and perfect, and I know he’s holding back. He fills me so full that I gasp and bite down on my lip; the intrusion is welcome but weird.
“I’m not gonna break,” I whisper. “I promise. I may be rusty at this, but I want to...”
His eyes blink, clearly in ecstasy as I sit with him stuffed inside me, neither of us moving. “You want to what, My Little Peach?”
I swallow the cute, roundabout words I was going to say and instead replace them with. “I want to ride this big boy.”
He laughs out loud then sits up to kiss me as I laugh too. “Is that right?”
“I suck.”
“Yeah, you suck well.”
“That’s not what I mean.” I palm my face. “I told you I’m a freaking grandma when it comes to dirty talk.”
“You don’t look like any Grandma to me.”
“I can do this though.” I push off his shoulders and slide off him, then sink back down.
“Holy fuck.” His hands grip my hips, and he works them up my torso and over my breasts. He slides my dress off my shoulders, and I struggle out of the sleeves, letting the top part flop down. He wafts up my dress and dips his eyes and groans. “My dick is buried inside this pretty little hole, and you are gonna scream, my sweet, sweet Audrina. You’re not gonna want anythin’ other than my dick ever again, baby.”
I don’t even have time to register as his hands find my waist again and he lifts me off until only the tip is inside, then he sinks me down again. I rest my palms on his shoulders until we build a rhythm, and I can’t believe I’m having sex with this gorgeous man. He’s inside me, and the way he fills me is like nothing I could’ve ever imagined. Not in my wildest dreams. He’s also so freaking good at this. Doubt creeps in that I’m not going to be any good, but then I remind myself I’m not a freaking virgin, and sex is pretty basic.
“West, that feels, oh my God...” I slide up and down, my breasts bouncing in his face as he snakes one hand up my body.
“You’re doin’ so good, baby,” he croons, his mouth suckling my nipple. I watch as he sucks and nips as I ride his perfect dick up and down, up and down. “Are you okay? Talk to me.”
Again, I’m reminded of just how sweet and caring he is. “It’s so full,” I pant. “I feel so full.”
He rocks me harder. “Am I makin’ you feel good?”
“So good.”
“My baby sounds so hot when she talks like that,” he says, his breathing ragged.
I bounce harder, my nub grazing against his public bone as we really start to move. “ West!”
“Tell me. Tell me how good it is.”
“So good. I’m... I can’t believe I’m screwing my boss.”
He chuckles. “Again, call me boss again. Tell me what I’m doin’ to you.”
“Driving me insane,” I groan. “I’m... I’m coming, Boss ...” I’ve never said such filthy words and it’s liberating and also scary. Who even is this freaking woman who’s possessed my body? I let go, crying out as pulsations of pleasure ripple through me and West sucks on my nipple hard, grunting as I squeeze him, and our moans of pleasure bounce off the walls.
Two seconds later, I’m being rolled onto my back, his dick still inside me as he wraps my legs around his waist. His fingers link through mine, and he raises my arms above my head.
“Who’s fuckin’ you?” He grunts, plunging his hips forward and then back, slowly but with force, and it makes me see stars.
“My boss,” I breathe. “He’s so hot. This is so hot.”
He moves faster, surging into me as I spiral completely out of control. It’s like I have no control over my body anymore. He has complete and utter control as he drives into me with complete and utter dedication, releasing a grunt on every thrust. His body ripples as I watch him move, hardly daring to believe we’re doing this. On the table my phone rings, and I glance at it, seeing Asher’s name flash on the screen. Oh.My.God.
“Don’t even think about it,” he grunts. “Can’t exactly answer and tell your son I’m fuckin’ his mom on my couch.” He tilts his hips and lifts my ass at the same time, hitting deeper than I could ever have thought possible. His thickness fills me, and his length nudges places inside me I only dreamed about. Pleasure pulses through me as he coaxes me, his mouth to my ear telling me I’m his good girl, and next time he’s going to spank my ass for keeping my pussy from him this long. He’s filthy. So freaking filthy.
My orgasm is long and hard, and I’m out of breath as he follows close behind, roaring my name as he jerks inside me, finally stilling. He collapses on top of me, and I wrap my arms around his large frame as we both chase our breaths. “Stay with me tonight,” he pleads. “Please, Audrina.”
“I—I can’t,” I stammer, my heart soaring. “I’d have to explain to Asher and Star.”
“So what? If they know you’re with me, they won’t worry.” He lifts his head. “I don’t want you to go.”
I cup his face. “I have to go at some point, I don’t want to, but I can’t exactly tell my son I’m staying over at a man’s house; he’ll track us down and then we’ll have some explaining to do.”
He chuckles. “I think Nevada will be okay with it.” He presses a kiss to my lips.
“I really, really loved everything you did.”
“Glad to hear that,” he chuckles. “Even though I’m a little rusty.”
“If that’s you rusty, I’m a little intimidated.”
He kisses me softly. “Nothin’ to be intimidated by.”
“Well, I’m not gonna be able to walk for a week, but I’m not complaining,” I say.
He grins against my mouth. “Let me feed you some berry cobbler, then we’ll fuck in my bed.”
“You came twice already,” I gasp in shock. “I thought as men got older they weren't quite as... uh, agile.”
He kisses my nose. “I think we both know that’s not true. Around you, I don’t need an aphrodisiac. Give me a minute, and I’ll be ready to go again.”
I laugh. “You’re still in me.”
“I know, I’m gettin’ hard again.”
My eyes go wide as I watch him pull back, and he slides out of me. My jaw is slack and my mouth gapes as I watch him roll the condom off, tie the top in a knot, and toss it on top of his jeans. He rolls back down over me, covering my mouth with his. “Couch sex is the best.”
I sigh, feeling more content than I have in years. “I don’t know, I think sex with my boss is even better.”
He bumps me with his hips. “Your boss is one lucky man.”
“I completely agree. I’ve waited a long time to get railed like that.” I’m confident with my words, but I don’t know how long this bubble will last.
He laughs out loud, and I laugh too. “I think I like this side of you, but I’m gonna need your cell.”
I blink once, then twice. “Okay, and why do you need it?”
“Don’t worry, I’m not gonna ring Nevada.”
I reach over and grab it, using Face ID to unlock it, then slide it into his hand.
I watch as he finds the dating app that Lace downloaded onto my phone. “You’re not gonna be needin’ this.” He holds his thumb down on the app and hits delete.
I roll my lips. “Damn it, I had a couple of potentials.”
His eyes lift to mine; the growl is real. “You better be jokin’, Peaches.”
I pull him back to me, kissing his lips, but he doesn’t kiss me back. “Or else what?”
“Or else you’ll meet Hustler sooner than you think.”
“Ooh, promises, promises.”
He grips my chin. “Nope, you’ve got it all wrong. Now that I’ve had a taste of you, baby girl, I don’t think I wanna give you back.”
“We’re supposed to work together,” I whisper as he nuzzles into my neck. “How are we supposed to keep our hands off one another?”
“My office has a lock.” He grins.
“We can’t have sex in your office!” I shake my head.
“We can if we’re quiet.”
Arousal pools once more between my thighs, and even though this man just pummeled me with his mouth, tongue, fingers, and his perfect penis, my body still yearns for him.
“Well, you know I’m not very good at being quiet,” I tell him. “I also said some bad words earlier.”
He chuckles against my skin. “Yes, you did, and I hung on every word.”
“Speaking of hung.” I look deliberately down between us. “You’re really, uh, yeah... impressive.”
He cups my face. “You’re so adorable when you can’t say bad shit.”
“I’ve never said swear words like that before.”
“Cock isn’t swearing, not technically.”
I start to flush, wanting to hide again, but his steely gaze finds mine. “You’re beautiful, Audrina, so fuckin’ sexy. I’m gonna enjoy whatever you have to offer me, baby. I won’t take it for granted.”
“I know,” I whisper. “That’s why I waited so long to find someone I really gelled with, and it was worth the wait.”
He groans. “Stay.”
“What will I tell Asher?”
“I don’t care, tell him you’re gettin’ railed by your silver fox with a steely member.”
I snort out a laugh. “Don’t be expecting me to call you Daddy.”
He screws up his nose. “Let’s not go there. I think silver fox is bad enough.”
“Although, I don’t know, Daddy does have a certain ring to it...”
He starts to tickle me, and I squeal. “I don’t think you’ve learned your lesson about bein’ mouthy. Maybe I should put you over my knee and spank this perky little ass.”
Blood pounds in my ears. What the? Oh, yes.
“That doesn’t sound like punishment.”
He quirks a brow. “Really?”
“You’re sexually liberating me, and teaching me new things.”
I groan as he nips my jaw. “I should offer you a shower, or you’ll be goin’ home smellin’ like sex.”
“I’ll call Asher back.”
“So I’ve got a bit of time to work on keepin’ you here?”
“You’re a very bad man.” I don’t mean a word of it. Sneaking around like this is exciting. I’ve never had a man look at me the way West does, much less treat my body like an amusement park.
“I’ve been called worse.” He reluctantly peels himself off me, and I sit up to watch him stride across the room, completely naked, to go run the shower. His buns are divine. His tattoos down both arms and across his chest are wild and sexy. Just like him.
I glance down at myself and quickly cover my breasts. I’m lying here with my legs spread and my boobs hanging out in post-coital bliss, and I have my boss to thank for it. God, that was so hot. West has an amazing rock-hard body and an even more amazing hip thrust. He definitely found my G-spot, and there was no mistaking my thrill for it as I screamed his name across his apartment. I press a hand to my mouth and bite down on my lip.
I’m a dirty girl. I’m a dirty, dirty girl. Better still? I’m his dirty girl.