Filed to story: Dumped by Scumbag Adored by Billionaire
Maggie lowered her head and tasted him, the salty, liquid registering in her head before she sucked him.
Andrew cursed out and she sucked him as hard as she could while he braced himself, his hand against the door. Then she began to take him further into her mouth until she’s full with him, almost choking.
But then something happened, just as Andrew’s hands came to clutch her hair, Maggie found herself on that night – the night she gave Fernandez a blow job right before she killed him.
Maggie screamed but the sound was muffled with him inside her mouth and she trembled. Andrew on the other hand was oblivious to her reaction, he was carried away by the ecstasy she was unleashing on him. The more Maggie tried to scream, the more her cheeks slapped against his member, and her grip on him tightened while the man before her groaned in pleasure with no clue what was happening.
However, his moan broke her reverie and she somehow returned to the presence. Maggie forced herself to recognize that this was Andrew, the man she liked and not Fernandez, the man who ruined her. She had to end this trauma, she realized, before it haunted her forever.
So she let go of her hand on him and instead placed both hands on his hips, drawing him closer before thrusting in and out with her mouth as if she was f***ing him.
Andrew threw his head back, panting like a moose in winter, his breath deep and fast. He grabbed her hair and pushed her to take him deeper and deeper and deeper till he was about to explode.
“God, I can’t take it anymore!” His voice was a mangled growl and he tried to pull Maggie away so he wouldn’t release inside her mouth, but the girl stubbornly went in for another hard suck and that did it.
Andrew groaned, his face distorted in bliss, and glanced down on time to see Maggie swallowing everything she milked off him. She smirked, then ran her tongue across her lower lips to lick off the rest that had spilled down; she couldn’t let any of it go to waste.
His breathing hitched, that was the most erotic thing he had ever seen a woman do and his flaccid member stirred to life like a soldier always ready for duty. He couldn’t take it anymore, he must seek her heat now.
Andrew slammed his lips down on her with a force that knocked the breath out of her lungs. He kissed the top of her lips, the bottom of her lips, and then grazed his tongue between her lips while grinding against her. Maggie moaned, clutching a fistful of his hair and pulling tight at it.
He moaned, his hand already going to her back to pull off the rest of her clothes over her head while she did the same to his shirt, having stepped out of his pants around his legs. Their lips found each other again, their hands roaming one another’s body and they were as naked as the day they were born.
Andrew carried her off her feet with their lips still fused and stopped right in at the front of his desk, bending her over it. Maggie gulped, filled with anticipation and desire of what was to come while Andrew was exhilarated at the sight of her bottom pointed up to him.
He spanked her on her ass cheek and she whimpered, biting the inside of her cheeks, the pain heightening her arousal. A shiver ran through her when she felt her arousal against her entrance. However, she gasped as he rubbed his tip up and down her fold. The feeling was ecstatic and her insides clenched.
Maggie grabbed the edge of the desk bracing herself for the inevitable invasion. Andrew growled, his voice was thick and gruff with desire as he plunged his member into her.
She gasped, then screamed as he continued to push inside of her. Maggie was obviously not a virgin but it seemed like Andrew was trying to tear her apart from the inside. Her body trembled around him while stretching to accommodate him, and it didn’t help matters that she went celibate for a few years.
“Just a bit more,” Andrew groaned out as he finally sheathed to the hilt.
Maggie’s death grip on the desk loosened as her body got used to him. He was quite long and she could feel him to her very entrails.
Finally, Andrew began to move but he gave her three shoves before pulling out completely. Maggie moaned yet was unsatisfied by his action and turned to see what he was doing when he slammed into her with a powerful thrust that locked the breath out of her lungs.
Maggie gave a cry and shudder of delight as she felt him penetrate her womb. She could only brace herself against the desk as he began to pound into her with fervor.
“Yes… that is… Ahh! Oh my God!… Andrew!” Maggie could only scream out as he pounded into her.
Andrew’s teeth were gritted while his arms held onto her waist facilitating the movements of his hips as he slammed into her like a mad beast over and over and over and over again till she exploded.
He still didn’t give up and continued his merciless thrust until he found his own release and with a growl, spent into her.?Andrew leaned over her, relishing the heavenly pressures of her c**t.
“Did we make a baby?” she asked when she finally found her voice.
Andrew smiled at her, “Sadly, we have to confirm with more than one session,”
The third point of view:
Isabella was in her office going through the pile of documents on her desk when her phone rang. Normally she would have ignored it because she had a strict rule of never to be disturbed while working. However, this was her private line and whoever was calling her must be a family member.
Snatching her gaze away from the papers, Isabella glanced down at the phone screen only to discover that it was Anabelle. She sighed knowing that the little bug was about to bother her.
Reluctantly, Isabella picked up her phone saying, “Hello?”
However, what pierced Isabella’s ear the next second was Anabelle’s excited scream and she hung up on her immediately.
With a huff, Isabella rubbed her ear and confirmed that she could still hear again. Her face distorted in anger immediately, that stupid girl wanted to render her deaf!
Anabelle called her once again and this time she did more of the talking than shouting, “Isabella, why did you end the call?”
Isabella retorted, “You should be lucky the call was the only thing I ended,” she hinted that she would end her life – if that was possible.
Anabelle scoffed, “Why do you have to be so scary?” however, she was not defeated by her cousin’s cold reception and went ahead to say, “Anyway, guess what happened… ?”
“Julie proposed to you,” Isabella answered before Anabelle could even finish her guessing game.
“Huh?” Anabelle was stunned, “How did you know?”
“Simple, some people are not as dumb as you,” She answered.
But then, Anabelle didn’t cry this time because she was already used to her cousin’s sharp tongue. Moreover, she was too happy to be sad anyway. So she didn’t take Isabella’s reply to heart. Today was too good to be sad.
Isabella frowned when she realized that Anabelle was too happy to react to her comment. To her, Anabelle’s reaction to her taunts was usually interesting and gratifying. Just like when a person laughs because one made a joke, Anabelle’s reactions were a source of amusement to Isabella and no, she’s not a sadist.
“I saw it on your post?” Isabella finally answered – as a human being should.
“Oh, you saw my post?” Anabelle celebrated, “Oh my God you saw my post?! Have you been following me?! I didn’t know you cared this much for me, my darling cousin?! What’s your user name, I need to make a shout out to you?!” She kept rambling on and on and on.
Isabella pressed her temple, this was why she didn’t want Anabelle around her. Anabelle was like an endless ball of energy.
“I don’t have time for this, Anabelle. Goodbye,” Isabella was just about to end the call when she heard,
“Wait!”
She hesitated but not before asking in a gruff manner, “What now?”
“You’re at the office, right?”