Raw, Wild & Savage: The Assassin's Tale of Love and Lust

Zachary Camwell...

Simone... her name is as sweet as she is mysterious. I can't get enough of her; she arrived like a feast in my otherwise mundane life, bringing colorful dances and good music. I recall her full lips and her lovely innocent eyes staring at me passively. Her goddess-like body is imprinted on my memories; whenever I recall her, my body reacts fully.

I like how her full breasts swell when I touch them, and her moans and whimpers are like soft music to my ears. I had the surprise of my life when I shattered her virgin cunt's barrier. My fullness inside her took my breath away because her tight walls brought so much sensation

When she was lying in that sunbathing chair with her shirt lifted up to her neck, exposing her full breasts and pink nipples, and she opened her legs to reveal her cunt, all I wanted to do was fuck her hard and fast.

Her eyes begged me to take her; looking into her passionate eyes causes my blood to rush to my head.

Fuck!

The mere thought of her was extremely enticing. Her intoxicating scent is like an addictive weed, with mind-altering chemicals that affect my cognitive functioning, as I experienced sensational hallucinations triggered by my memories of her.

She appeared frail, but she was actually quite strong, from her personality to her physical agility. Her every move was sensual; she thrust me deep at a steady pace, her lips open and her eyes closed.

When she pumped in and out of my shaft, her breasts bounced in unison. I like the way her breasts feel under my calloused hands. Her flawless porcelain skin is pleasing to the eyes; I memorized her moles in her skin, which are visible in her evenly-toned skin, in her left inner thigh, right arm, and left breasts.

I was furious when I returned from my shower to find her gone. I immediately called John, my chief security officer, to find out where the girl was. After an hour, John called and gave me her room number. Because I own this hotel, my security has access to all of the CCTV cameras. I completed all of my commitments before entering her room. My gaze was drawn to her when she opened the door; her sweat was like morning dew on her skin.

Fuck!

In the lobby, I want to lick her sweat and fuck her. I invited myself in because she has gym equipment in her room, which indicates that she is a fitness enthusiast. I took her panties from my pocket, hoping to catch a glimpse of her outburst. She hissed but didn't try to take it from me.

Her independence and passivity were difficult to deal with. She declined my invitation to dinner. I wanted to be with her, so I invaded her space, much to her chagrin. She ate with zeal, which set her apart from the other women I met. When she tasted something delicious, she moaned with delight. I feel like an idiot for thinking her lip movement was more delectable than the dessert in her mouth.

Her response to my question about her virginity and why she chose to give it to me was fascinating. She said she was caught up in the moment with me and that the rupture of her hymen would happen anyway, as if she was planning to eradicate it on a random man.

Damn!

She even complimented my sex performance when she had nothing to compare it to.

I wanted to correct her misconception. I snatched her face and kissed her passionately. I wanted to lick her skin and suck the dried sweat from her pores. She kissed me back passionately; my cock longed to be inside her, but I wanted to taste her first. While kneading her breasts through her sports bra, I licked her neck. I wanted to touch and taste her bare breasts, so I slid her bra on and sucked her tits while my other hands kneaded her now hard nipples. She moaned softly as I alternately sucked them. As I rubbed her pussy with my hands inside her shorts, she instinctively opened her legs.

She was so responsive! I took her shorts off and carried her to her bed. I undressed her and stretched her legs wide open in bed. I inhaled her scent and immersed myself in her wetness.

Fuck!

Her juice was so sweet that I licked her pussy upward, flicked and licked her clit. Her whimpers became more audible, and she grabbed my hair while shaking her head. I applied pressure with my middle finger, ramped things up, and increased the rate. She convulsed in my mouth, and I was enthralled by her orgasm.

I took her hands in mine and forced her to sit with me at the edge of the bed, facing away. In the full-length mirror facing her bed, I can see her. I slid my cock inside her and opened her legs. Her reaction was stimulating; in the mirror, I could see her pussy and my shaft.

She pushed her cunt up and down, her legs wide open. I pressed my breasts against hers and flicked her nipples as she moaned loudly. I love her voice when she makes pleasurable sounds. I stroked my other hand to her clit, clasping her pussy to open wide while rubbing her clit with my point finger. She made loud sounds, she bounced up and down my shaft, the friction was so good. her other tit was bouncing too. My body was shaking with too much sensation, her every move. She summed up the sensation I felt.

When we both reached the top, she screamed. When we were both panting in bed, she mentioned birth control and told me we were reckless. I was reckless for the first time in my life, but fate rewarded me with a skin-to-skin virgin pussy.

To allay her fears, I told her I was clean. She told me she had a birth control implant. That's great; now I can enjoy her tight cunt to my heart's content without any restrictions. Her phone rang, but she ignored it; it continued to ring, and when she looked at me, I raised my brow. I was wondering if she was married or had a boyfriend when she responded. It made my blood boil, so I asked if the caller was her boyfriend, and she just shrugged.

My possessiveness kicked in when I wanted to make her mine. I invited her to spend the night with me. She slid into bed and walked naked to the bathroom, surprised and irritated at the same time.

Shit!

My shaft reacted immediately when I saw her nakedness.

I went into the bathroom with her and grabbed her breasts from behind. I could see the pleasure in her eyes, and her lust grew stronger as my hands rubbed her mound. While rubbing her clit with my thumb, I inserted my middle finger, and her voice croaked as my point finger joined. I kissed her neck and licked it, leaving my imprint. She shivered and cried as I increased my movements in her pussy and nipple. Her sobs rang out in all four corners of the bathroom. When she climaxed, her body shook, and I didn't wait for her to calm down; instead, I drove my cock into her wet pussy and made a quick thrust. So damn good! I can feel her wall grazing the skin of my cock!I'm like a raging thunderstorm.

My dick sprang to life just thinking about her and our rendezvous. I returned to my suite alone. When the phone rang and John told me that my wanton princess was in the lobby, I told him to bring her to me. I was sitting on the balcony when I heard the door open and there stood before me my beautiful princess, the woman in my mind every minute of the day.

She asked, with a beautiful smile, if my offer was still valid. Of course, it's still as strong as my cock. I carried her to bed and we had some wonderful moments together.

She stayed with me and never left our room, which I appreciated. We work out, swim, watch movies, and eat together as a group. I cooked for her many times, but she never went to the kitchen to prepare her own meals. I laughed when I realized she never cooks or is unable to cook. I assumed she wasn't human because she was a goddess of temptation, but my princess has flaws as well. Her book tastes were unusual; she was interested in astrophysics, aeronautic engineering, and robotics.

My security personnel informed me that two people were asking about her. I immediately informed the hotel personnel not to give any information to anyone who asked about her. I think it's time to fly. I want her to be with me all the time. If she wants to escape from her past and her reality, I'll help her escape as long as she is with me.

Aside from her wristwatch, which cost a few million dollars, she wore no jewelry. It is made of platinum and features sophisticated technology as well as intricate yet minimalist craft skills.

She was fascinating, mysterious, and mind-blowing. Two people had inquired about her, according to my security. I immediately informed the hotel staff not to provide any information to anyone who asked for information about her. I believe it is time for me to fly; I want her to be with me at all times. If she wants to escape her past and reality, I'll help her as long as she's with me.

I woke her up because she was stunning even in her sleep. My heart breaks for her. She jumped out of bed, damn! That was lightning speed. I asked her if she wanted to join me on my trip to Thailand. I was worried; what if she didn't want to go? My heart skipped a few beats when she said she'd accompany me.