Lust Contracts

Second Round of Lust

If I had thought that the night was over, I couldn’t be so wrong. After he saw that I had rested enough

and was able to catch my breath, Brandon was all over me again.

“No more…please. I can’t take anymore…” I pleaded breathlessly.

Stone-grey eyes just narrowed at me before his handsome face bent down and captured my lips in his.

The heat of his lips seeped into mine before I felt the wet tip of his tongue wedging itself in between my

lips, forcing it open. I moaned softly when his wet tongue slipped between my lips into the depths of my

mouth. I sighed at the pleasure of his tongue mingling with mine.

His kiss quickly became more demanding as our tongues grinding against each other passionately. His

arms tightened around my body as he carried me princess-styled in his arms. With long and

determined strides, I knew that he was taking me to the bedroom of this luxurious presidential hotel

suite. My whole body felt weak, devoid of the energy and the will to resist him anymore.

“How can you be this tired after doing it only once? We used to do it all night, don’t you remember?”

Brandon said before a sadistic grin curved his beautiful lips.

I felt heat rise to my face as I blushed at the memory of how it used to be between us. This man is a

sex-maniac with an unsatiable sex drive, and I was his girlfriend for around two years before he

dumped me so suddenly and we parted ways. Just like that.

My pussy was still flooded with our love juices from the first time that he took me that night. The walls

of my pussy clenched in anticipated as my mind wondered how many times, he would do me tonight.

My body shivered at the thought, and I wasn’t sure if I was scared or if I was looking forward to it. It

wasn’t like I had a choice, from my experience, there was nothing that I could do to stop this man once

he had started. The night…was long.

We reached the bedroom in no time, and he dumped me unceremoniously onto the large king-size

bed. I felt the softness of the mattress against my back before he got on top of me. His large and manly

hands tore at the front of my thin lace dress, tearing it to bits and stripping it off my body. Laying there

underneath him in only my light pink lacy underwear, I felt extremely exposed.

“Don’t cover yourself, let me see you…” he whispered tenderly, and I felt my heart skip a beat.

His hands cupped and caressed my naked breasts seductively. The heat of his hands seeped into the

sensitive skin of my naked breasts as he cupped and fondled them. When he kneaded my breasts and

squeezed them roughly, I cried out and whimpered at the pleasure.

“Brandon…please…” I whimpered.

“Spread your legs, Elena, wider…” Brandon instructed as his hands helped spread my legs even wider.

“No…it’s…so deep!” I cried out.

He rammed his cock into my wet cunt so deeply that he hit my womb with his first thrust. Brandon

rotated his hips against me, and his cock stirred up the wet mess inside of my love tunnel. When he

began thrusting, I moaned loudly and wrapped my legs around his waist in an attempt to take him in

even deeper. He began moving faster, shoving his cock rapidly in and out of my hole.

The familiar smell of his skin, his perfume, the shampoo he uses. Everything about him felt comfortingly

familiar and it was all turning me on.

“It doesn’t matter what your beautiful mouth says…your body still remembers me…” Brandon said

before he groaned like an animal in heat. Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

He was right; however, it wasn’t just my body that remembered the pleasure of his touch, my heart also

remembered the love that I once felt for this man and the excruciating pain I felt at our parting. When

he left me, my heart shattered and so did my belief in myself. It was like I had lost a part of who I was

and there was no way that I could get it back.

Why did he dump me so suddenly back then? What did I do wrong? Did he find someone new? These

questions, I never got the answers to haunted me for years after he had completely disappeared from

my life.

Why is he back now? Why am I meeting him like this?

My body felt like it had caught on fire as he continued to pound his member into my wet hole. His

massive cock was messing me up inside and it felt like my insides had completely melted into a hot

mess. My hips moved wildly to meet his thrusts halfway.

“Admit it, Elena, you wanted me to fuck you hard like this…just like we use to…” Brandon groaned as

our hip slapped against each other.

“Brandon…ahhh…it’s so good…so good…” I whimpered in between my lusty moans.

“Yeah…your pussy loves my cock,” Brandon said as he smiled down at me knowingly.

“Harder…harder!” I cried out in abandon.

Brandon gave it to me fast and hard until it felt like he would never stop. My body enjoyed every

moment of his cock fucking my hole until I lost myself in my own mind-shattering orgasm.

“I’m cumming…I’m cumming, Brandon!” I cried out like a woman possessed.

I knew something was off when I got that text message. Why didn’t I realize it sooner? I shouldn’t have

come here…

That night Brandon made love to me until I blacked out in between one of our heated sessions. I

couldn’t remember anything else after that and when I woke up the next morning, he was already gone.

I was all alone on the bed. Brandon was gone and he didn't even leave a note or anything to say

goodbye. It was so very like him.

I didn’t know back then that our supposedly one-night stand would lead to so much more.

--To be continued…