8 After a treat
I felt the orgasm become chaotic as my body contracted on Lance's cock. It had me screaming, twitching, crying from the intensity as I fell apart on top of Lance, who now holds me close while I try to catch-up on breathing.
"That was a beautiful sight to behold." Lance quietly whispers, a hand caressing my back.
"What exactly was that?" My breath still coming in heavy pants.
"You coming undone on top of me." Lance places a soft kiss on my forehead and leans back on to the pillow.
I climb off and remind him, " Don't get used to it. This was not part of our contract, Lance." I give him a cocked brow and a grin, " though I do admit, I did enjoy it." I walk into his bathroom and turn the shower on and climbed in.
I'm drying myself off when I hear Lances bedroom door close firmly and another males voice. My clothes are out there on the floor and need to get to them. Normally, I would not give a shit and proudly walk out there, naked for all to see, but I can't help but feel apprehensive of doing that right now.
Whoever this is could not be related to the club, or get the wrong idea about Lance and I.
I chew my lip in thought and wrap myself in my towel and open the door.
FUCK! I should have just waited!
"Lirael? What are you doing at my nephews?"
Nephew?!
My wide eyes I can only imagine mimic a deer in the headlights as I squeal, "Sorry!" Shutting the bathroom door quickly like it would magically restart the time before I entered the bathroom.
My heart is pounding like crazy but I try to steady my breath as I hear them talking in lowered whispers.
"...mother is back in the hospital. She's stable, it's for her pain and weakness from the last treatment. I expect you to be there later." My boss Mr Henderson tells Lance.
"Got it. I'll be there later Uncle Jim."
I can hear the huff of displeasure that I'm too familiar with at work.
"So what's going on with my employee and you? Please don't tell me she's another tramp from the club?! Why can't you get over this sick obsession you have? Your mother just wants to see her son be loved by someone before she leaves this place."
Mr. Henderson's words catch me off guard, leading me to go to open the door when Lance's quick retort freezes me.
"Uncle Jim, what I do is none of your business in my personal life. You can say what you will about me but I will not let you stand there and degrade Lirael. Period. Now, leave so I can apologize properly. I'll see you later at the hospital."
I pause, even long after I hear the other door close.
"He's gone!" Lance shouts, forcing me to come out and look around, to find Lance on the edge of the bed, still naked, but sitting there with his head in his hands. Hands that are white knuckled in his hair.
I want to get dressed and leave, but seeing Lance in so much distress, has me taking a seat next to him.
I may be cold, but I am not completely heartless, not towards ones I can call friends.
I rub my hand on his back and try to console him.
"Anything you want to get off your chest?" I ask meekly. I don't know if I really want to know from the bit of conversation I did hear.
"Just my mom is dying of cancer." Lance finally sighs out releasing his hair.
"I am here for you, if you want me to be." I reassure him, which causes him to look quizzically at me. I hastily add, "As a friend, Lance. I can be here as your friend." I almost stumble over my words.
His face shows no sign of any emotion that's inside of him, as he nods and says monotonely, "Thank you. I know we only had a one day contract and tonight, your friend will be here with her husband, but I need someone I can trust tonight, with me, if you're up for it." He emphasizes, "with me" and I know what he's asking.
I know what he needs, pain to not feel the pain on his heart.
"Lay on the bed, Lance, on your stomach." I command him, and a question crosses his face but he does as I instruct.
"Do you agree to same terms of last night's contract for today?" I ask quickly, confirming what he's asking of me.
"I do." Lance says firmly, still sounding lost in his head.
"Very well. Prepare your self."
My hand connects hard with his ass, making him hiss and my hand sting. The clap of skin made my pussy clench and grow wet, loving that sound.
*Smack*
"Grrr..." Lance's sounds, that mimic a growl, turns me on even more.
*Smack, smack, smack, smack*
I alternate between his cheeks, that are already turning a beautiful shade of red with welts. I notice his balls tighten against his body and it exposed some of his cock starting to harden.
Smirking, feeling smug at my intuition being correct, I rub his cheeks with my palm.
"I know what you need."
*Smack, smack, smack, smack*
A growling groan leaves his mouth again, making my insides quiver.
*Smack, smack, smack, smack*
"Lirael, I'm about to fuck you like you've never been before." Lance warns me, but it does not stop my hands in time before they both connect on his cheeks.
*Smack! Smack!*
They ring out in the room as I still, both hands on his cheeks as he moans from the sting, but twists his torso to look at me.
Pure, terrifying desire and hunger resonate from his eyes, freezing me. There was something so primal about his eyes right now that intimidated me as I tried to swallow, my mouth instantly turning dry.
My towel dropped as I straightened up slowly, making me feel vulnerable and exposed. I started to tremble as Lance stood and quickly lifted me up off the ground, making me clutch on to his shoulders and wrap my legs around his waist so I didn't fall.
My back connects hard with the wall behind me, making me gasp, my mouth instantly becomes invaded by Lances tongue.
A can't even link the events of the past three seconds before his cock is pounding into me hard and deep, pinning me to the wall.
"Lance!" I cry out as my body begins to tighten, but he doesn't respond as he continues to pound an orgasm into me.
I cum fast, my pussy gripping his furious cock that beats away at my hole, his mouth claiming mine as I cry out.
The wet slapping sounds of his dick and balls having no mercy on my cunt. Those sounds fill the room as he kisses me.
Suddenly, the wall disappeared from my back and my eyes widen when he tosses me on the bed. He doesn't give me even a second before he's plunging his cock back into me, now grinding his groin against me, as he keeps his cock buried deep inside of me.
My heart is pounding just as hard as his cock is into me, he's unrelenting, I feel like I can't breath. That I'm trapped and it is starting to make panic.
"Lance.." the high pitch of my voice sounds panicked and feeble as I try to push him away so I can breath.
He doesn't stop, but he does roll us over so I am on top.
"Sorry, Lirael, but I need this." He groans, holding me down on him, rocking me on his cock, staying deeper than ever, past my cervix and inside of my womb, making me cum again.
"Slap me, please?" He practically begs, and Mistress comes back out of me at his words.
"Since you asked nicely .."
*Slap*
My hand leaves his head spinning, I can tell by the look in his eyes, he wasn't expecting me to hit that hard.
That's what you get for making me feel vulnerable.
Once his eyes tighten, focusing on me, they widen again as he cums hard, gritting his teeth as I forcibly ride his cum out of his cock, gripping his balls in my hand from behind me.
"Oh fuck! Mistress, thank you." He gasps as he releases his hands holding my hips down on him.