CHAPTER EIGHT
Lorelei
When Desmond kissed me, I lost any fiber of restrictions I had in me.
As I try to regain my balance, Desmond asks if we should head back to my apartment, and all I can do is nod, unable to gather my thoughts together to offer a refusal.
Throughout the ride, he holds my hand, telling the taxi driver that we’re a new couple.
As we ride the elevator to my place, I wonder if I am making the right choice in bringing him back home.
You want this. You can’t deny it.
Since grandma is back at the hospital, it will only be the two of us, and my heart is racing at what that might mean for both of us. As he closes the door behind me, I know that I am locked in here with him.
“What do you-” I begin as Desmond kisses me, his hand trailing over my entire body.
We kiss each other passionately, and when he finally breaks the kiss, he places his head against mine. “I want you, Lorelei, and if you don’t ask me to leave in the next minute, I’ll assume you want me as well.”
His words come out like a growl, and while I know I should throw him out, I can’t bring myself to say a word as I kiss him again. I revel in his taste, and we kiss each other passionately as Desmond asks where the bedroom is.
“There,” I point as Desmond picks me up as if I weigh nothing.
He takes me into my bedroom and breaks the kiss as he takes off his shirt, my eyes feasting on his abs. I have always known he had a hot body under his shirt, but I never knew it was this hot. Desmond pulls me towards him, my entire body merging into his as he caresses my curves.
He wants me.
That realization shocks me as I never thought that someone as hot as Desmond would want a woman of my size. While I am confident in my body, I don’t feel the same way when it comes to what others think of me.
“You’re so beautiful, Lorelei. You take my breath away,” Desmond growls as his hands slide into my gown.
A moan escapes from my lips as his hands grip my ass. He tells me he wants to see all of me. Before I can tell him how I might not be what he wants, his hand reaches for the zipper of my gown, and he pulls it down.
My gown slips off me, leaving me in my bra and panties.
I almost avert my gaze, but Desmond turns my face towards him.
Pure hunger and desire look back at me, and the power of his gaze has the fire within me burning even brighter.
Even without checking, I know that my pussy is dripping wet, and with each second I feel his gaze on me, the more I really want him.
“Perfection, Lorelei,” he murmurs as he takes off my bra, my right nipple cut between his fingers.
He pulls tightly at it, the soft pain driving me crazy.
His hand already trails down into my panties.
His hand rubs my now aroused clit, and I let out a loud moan.
He silences me with a kiss, his hands now at my back, gently kneading my flesh.
He leads me to the bed, and he commands me to lie on my back.
The authority in his voice is one I can’t deny, and at that moment, this man could have made me do anything, and I would gladly do it.
I keep my gaze on him as he goes on his knees, a mischievous grin on his face. My entire body shivers with excitement as he pulls off my panties, revealing my shaved pussy. Desmond brings his face closer to my thighs. “The scent of a woman.”
His words embarrass me. I can’t believe that I am dripping wet for Desmond, whom I haven’t known for more than a month.
He’s your husband, though.
The sensation of Desmond’s tongue running from the bottom of my slit to the top shatters my line of thought.
I grip tightly to the bed sheets as he runs his tongue again, exploring every inch of my pussy.
Desmond doesn’t go slow as he delves between my folds, lapping out my juice as if it is the nectar of life.
My breaths become jagged as Desmond continues, barely giving me a chance to catch up.
“Inside me,” I pant, my eyes looking at him. “I need you inside me, Desmond.”
“Is that what you want?” Desmond asks as he leans over me, his hands right over my pussy lips.
“Yes,” I squeak just as he slips two fingers right into me.
My entire body shudders as I realize that I hadn’t specified that I want his cock inside me.
“Tell me how much you want me, Lorelei,” Desmond says right before he takes one of my tits into his mouth and begins to suck on it.
The double sensation of his fingers slowly fucking me and his mouth sucking my tits while also biting from time to time, simply drives me over the edge.
My legs begin to shake as I get closer and closer.
“Oh! I want you, Desmond. From the moment I saw you,” I let out, letting go of all my restraint.
“Is that so?” Desmond teases as he picks up the pace.
My eyes roll into my head as my dam bursts, pleasure flooding through my entire body as my orgasm rocks me.
Desmond continues to fuck me with his fingers, his thumb caressing my clit as he kisses me hard.
His tongue forces into my mouth, and I relish the taste of him.
I have no idea how long my orgasms last, but I know I desperately need him.
“I need you, Desmond. I need your cock inside me,” I pant, my eyes begging him.
He kisses me shortly before he gets off the bed. I watch with excitement as he sheds his pants, my eyes fixated on his throbbing cock.
He’s bigger than I imagined him to be.
I have never seen a cock as big as his, and my mouth begins to water at the desire of him putting that inside me.
Seeing his big purple head with thick veins and girth throbbing makes me realize that Desmond wants me just as much as I want him.
He moves towards my entrance, and he places the head of his cock against my slick folds.
From the mischief in his eyes, I can tell that Desmond won’t satisfy me immediately, and it turns out I am right.
He rubs the head against my lips almost as if to tease me.
“Please,” I beg, my lips shaking as beads of sweat move down my belly.
“Not yet, my dear Lorelei,” Desmond says as he gently slaps my stomach.
“I can’t wait.”
That doesn’t convince him either, and Desmond continues to rub his cock against me, driving me even crazier. Unable to take it any longer, I wrap my legs around his waist, an act that makes Desmond laugh. He finally puts his cock against my entrance as he pushes in.
Oh God! This is better than my dreams.
Desmond is huge, and as he pushes inside me, my pussy walls stretch to accommodate his cock. I can’t help but scream with pleasure, my back arching off as he buries himself deep inside me.
He places his hand against the head of my bed as he leans towards me. “Is that what you want?”
I can’t bring myself to answer, and all I can do is nod as Desmond begins to move.
At first, he begins slowly, almost taking his cock out of me before he buries it back.
My hips join in the movement, the two of us moving together as he picks up the pace.
His powerful thrusts send a wave of pleasure over me, and I tighten my legs around his waist as I urge him to go even deeper inside me.
“Fuck! Yes, Desmond,” I moan out as he ploughs deeper into me.
The sounds of our bodies hitting each other fill the room. Desmond picks up the pace, his cock drilling deep into me. “Don’t stop, Desmond. Please, don’t stop.”
He smiles at me as he slows down his pace, as if to drive me crazy. I begin to lift my hips, trying to pick up the pace, and Desmond smirks as he slams himself deep inside, over and over.
“Fuck! Fuck!” Desmond says as I feel my orgasm start to build.
“Do you know how long I have dreamt of doing this?” He asks as he slips out of me. He lies right on the bed, his cock still standing strong, and almost immediately, I know what he wants from me.
Paul had never let me ride him, claiming that I might crush him, and I look at Desmond, uncertainty in my eyes. He smacks my ass, telling me he wants to see me on top of him.
“I’ve wanted to do this for so long,” I say as I wrap my hand around his cock, and I straddle him. “That feels beautiful.”
I begin to move as Desmond pulls my tits into his mouth, sucking on them as his hands caress my ass continuously. This man seems to know just the right spot to touch on my body, and the more I feel him suck on my tits, the closer I get.
“Yes… Yes…” I moan out as I move my hips faster, as Desmond wraps his hands around my waist. I hold on tightly to his shoulder as my orgasm gets closer and closer. I clench my pussy walls, wanting him to come with me. “I’m close.”
He grunts as I kiss him, realizing that just like me, he is right over the edge.
He smacks me hard on the ass, the final act that pushes me to my limit.
I let out a moan as my body shudders, my pussy walls clamping hard on his cock.
That turns out to be the final straw for him as he pours his seed deep inside me.
I look at him, my eyes hazy with pleasure, and the face I find looking back at me is the face of a man who appears to be in love.
“That….” I trail off weakly as Desmond kisses me.
We remain like that for a few minutes, both of us recovering from the intense orgasm we just had.
I lay right next to Desmond, still finding it hard to believe what just happened.
One thing I notice is that Desmond hasn’t stopped playing with my nipples, and I notice that his cock seems to be growing back almost immediately.
“Do you think you can go for another round?”
He smiles at me, his head nodding in the direction of his cock, and I realize that isn’t a question I need to ask. He pulls me closer, kissing me on the lips as I wrap my hand around his cock, knowing that I want nothing more than to have his cock buried in me forever.
*****
The next morning, Desmond is gone before I wake up with a note on my bed that we’ll meet at the office. I had slept in quite a bit, and I rushed to the office, wondering exactly how I would face him. We need to discuss exactly how we would handle things from now on since we still work together.
I know I want things to remain like this, but that isn’t possible.
My fancy dreams disappear when I arrive at the dispatch room.
There’s an announcement on the notice board, and it is for all temporary workers, visa workers, and non-essential staff.
With Sinclair Holdings now in control of Westward Logistics and Desmond Sinclair as the new CEO, they have made the decision to terminate all non-essential staff.
My bag drops right beside me as I slowly process what this means for me.
I head back home, the whole world going by me without me paying any attention.
I wonder if Desmond knew about it. Obviously, he knows about it, and maybe that’s why he had decided to disappear.
I tried to call his number, but I didn’t get through to him, and I realized that I had been played.
Just like that. A week goes by, and still, nothing from him.
At first, I try to come up with excuses for him. There has to be a reason why he would suddenly just disappear like that after the night we shared. Another week and I begin to realize how much of a fool I am. Of course, Desmond had disappeared after all, who am I for him to stick around?
Everything will be fine, Lorelei.
Taking a deep breath, I pick up my phone and keys as I step outside my apartment. On getting into the elevator, two residents are riding down, and I hear them discussing the reporters camping outside looking for a resident of the apartment.
Did a celebrity move in?
We all get off the elevator, and as I step onto the street, I notice there are a lot of reporters outside hanging around, no doubt waiting for someone.
“There she is!” Someone shouts as they point in my direction.
I look back, expecting to see a famous face, but no one is beside me. The reporters swarm me as they begin to throw different questions in the air.
“Are you truly married to Desmond Sinclair?”
“How did you two meet?”
“Does this mean you’ll be a member of Sinclair Holdings?”
Lights flash in my face, making me a little bit dizzy. I have no understanding of what is going on, and even before I can process my current situation, I am shoved back and forth by the people around me.
“Anyone who wants to talk would have to contact our legal department,” a loud voice rings out.
Everyone turns in the direction of the voice, and I see Timothy and Desmond walking towards us with a number of men in black around them. Something about Desmond looks different, and then, I get the biggest shock of my life as the reporters turn towards him.
“Desmond Sinclair! Is it true-”
“What is next for-”
“When did you two-”
They all make way as Desmond stands right in front of me and pulls me into an embrace.
What the hell is going on?
“I’m sorry, Lorelei, but I need you to just trust me for now!” Desmond declares as he holds my hand and leads me away.