Her Beast

She could feel him looking at her, he hasn't stop since she walked into the bookstore. She had come in to buy a new series but the clerk had informed her that the particular books she was looking for had just sold out, the last copies purchased by the man who was known staring at her as she moved through the small shop. She kept glancing back, she couldn't help herself. He had made himself comfortable in one of the extra cushioned chairs (her favorite one too, she scoffed) Never fully getting a good look, she could tell that he was slim, but toned. Blonde hair and fair skin. He was dressed in what looked like a 3 piece suit, the jacket draped over the side of the chair. She didn't dare look him in the face, she was still too mad about her books.

Huffing as she looked at the books, she decided that her mind was too set on the stolen books to want to pick out anything else. Spinning on her heel and making her way out, she glances back at the man, ready to throw her dirtiest look, when she catches his eyes for the first time.

They an impossible blue, staring hard and deep into her soul. She can't help the small gasp that leaves her lips. You can almost see a glint pass through his eyes, as he continues to hold her stare. Time freezes and an eternity passes before her. He raises his eye brow slightly and smirks and the spell is broken. She shakes her head, a little dazed and proceeds to walk out. Wondering what the hell that was about.

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She couldn't stop dreaming about those eyes.

It had been two weeks since she had been at the bookstore. Two weeks she's dreamt of him. The dreams varied, a ball room dances im fancy dress, dinners, strolls through gardens. Such a strange assortment of dreams, each seemed to be in a different time period, but it was always him. Always her. Always those piercing eyes. By this time she was starting to freak out. She didn't even know who he was, but felt lifetimes with him. Finally, the bookstore called her, her books were back again. This time they were holding them, so no strange man would take them before she got there.

Approaching the store, she started to feel a little nervous, what if he was there again?! What would she say!? Should she say anything? Oh god, she was freaking out over nothing. These dreams have not been helping, explicit scenes that made her blush even dancing around the thought of them, ran through her head. Her heartbeat quickened as the door came into view. Her hand poised to push the door open, she takes a deep breath and makes her way in.

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30 minutes later as she finally exits the store, she thought she would be relieved that he wasn't in the store, but rather, she was slightly put out. It was strange. She is mumbling to herself as she makes her way down the street, doesn't see the figure that soon is in front of her, and definitely doesn't see him, until she walks straight in to his chest.

"Oof! Oh my Gods! I am so sorry!" She is adjusting herself before she looks up and sees that its him. Those eyes unforgettable.

"Its you!" She barely breathes out, unable to believe it. He is reaching out his hand, a small smile playing on his lips, oh look at those lips, she is stuck on them wondering if they are soft as they look. His hand gently brushes against her cheek, her eyes snap back to his. Time stops again and she remembers.

Memories of past lives fly through her mind. Him and her, her and Him. Meeting everytime, finding each other, a never ending game of cat and mouse. This time she is his prey, she thinks with a hitch in her breath.

"Scarlet" His voice, same as always, a growl but sweet as sin. She can't breathe, her breath has abandoned her. His eyes search hers, desperate to see if she is remembering.

"Sir." She barely gets the word out before he has her in his arms and his lips crash onto hers, he kisses her with a deep passion. She is wrapped up in him, melting against his body, she is lost within him.

He pulls away so they can catch their breath, taking deep breaths, he rests his forehead on hers. Tracing a finger down her face, he whispers.

"Welcome back, my love"

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They are walking through the lobby of the hotel he had booked. She didn't pay much attention, she was focused more on his arm around her waist. But she could tell it was upscale. She chuckled quietly to herself, he could never resist showing off. He glances down at her, a smirk playing on his lips, like he knew something she should probably be scared for. But it only excited her more. He leads her to the elevator, still ever the gentlemen, let's her in first, she notes the operator. He quickly tells him the floor number and they start the accent. She can feel his arm tighten around her. His nails slightly digging into her skin, as he drags his hand slowly in circles on her hip

They finally reach the the final floor. The penthouse suite. The elevator doors opened directly into the suite, Scarlet steps out first, eyes wide at the posh room.

She expects this kind of extravagance from him. Ever since it existed, he had always intended to show it to her. Not that it was always like this, she thinks back on the simple lives they've lived more than a dozen time over. She'll never tell him, she likes them more. His happiness when she is dazed by the high class world, is always worth it.

She can hear hushed voices as Sir speaks to the Operator, probably making sure they are not disturb until morning. Thinking of which, she looks at her clock, it's still early afternoon, but she notices the shades are drawn, there is a low light in the den that she walks into. She stops in the entrance, and starts to pull off her light jacket. She misses the sound of the elevator closing, and the hushed footsteps. She barely has her jacket off when she feels him grab her and swifty moves her against the wall, he growls against her neck.

"Scarlet, my sweet Scarlet, tell me. Have you missed me?" He has her pinned as he starts to kiss down her neck, one hand moving around her waist the other to cup her breast. He starts to massage it, making her mind fuzzy and forget that he had asked her a question. As her head starts to fall back, he pulls the one hand around to smack her ass.

Growling again, he speaks

"I asked you a question."

"Yes" she breathes. This time he pinches her nipple, unsatisfied with how she answered him.

"What was that?"

"YES Sir" Her voice a needy whine.

He tsks

"Liar. You didn't even remember me until today." His hand starts to rub her clit through her jeans,

"But I did, even if I didn't know it. I always miss you." She can feel herself get even wetter, she is panting. He removes his hand from her breast and moves it slowly up her shoulders and to the back of her head. His fingers drag up through her hair, and he pulls her head further back, so her neck is fully bared for him. He nuzzles against her neck before starting to suck and bite.

"Mmmm good girl " he moves to start to unbutton her pants. Moving his hand past her panties. He feels her heat and the wetness that is already soaking her. He clicks his tongue again, she whimpers as he pushes against her clit.

"Such a naughty girl, already to be fucked aren't you? Can't wait for this cock,hmm?" She gasps as he pinches it lightly.

"Yes, Sir. Please."

"Please what?" He tightens his grip in her hair

"Please Sir, I want you to fuck me"

"Such a vulgar mouth on such a pretty girl. Let's put that dirty mouth to good use" He pulls away from her and walks over to the lounge. Scarlet turns around and takes a step to go towards him, he puts his hand up.

"Stop. Strip."

Thankful she wore cute underthings for once, Scarlet starts to slowly remove her shirt. She starts humming, as she moves her hips. He didn't ask her to dance. But she knows he enjoys it. She shimmies her pants down her legs, kicking them off to the side. Standing there in red lace, she goes to remove her bra. When again he stops her.

"Wait"

She looks towards him. He is sitting on the lounge arms against the back, legs opened to the sides. She can see his bulge already growing. She bites her lips and looks at him through her lashes

"Yes, Sir?" She asks.

"Let's see what you remember, baby girl, how do you start?"

Like she did it every day, Scarlet drops to her knees, back straight, head bowed and palms flat on her thighs. Sir smirks as he unbuckles and pulls his belt from his pants. The sound makes her shiver. He pops open his pants to let his harden cock out. She knows the sound. But keeps her head bowed. She knows what she is supposed to do.

"Crawl to me, slut. Come to your Sir"

She moved forward onto her hands and makes her way slowly to him. When she reaches to his feet, she stays on all fours, head down.

"Such a good, dirty girl. You remember"

"Always, Sir"

"Up." She moves to sit back on her heels. "Remind me why I keep that vulgar mouth of yours. "

"Yes, Sir" she shuffles forward on her knees, putting a hand on his thigh, she locks eyes before putting the other one around his shaft, her mouth waters at the thought. He is always well endowed, but this time, it seems to be more. It excites her even more. Lowering her eyes, she brings her lips to the head of his cock. She kisses, putting her lips barely around the tip, and starts moving her hand slowly, up and down his shaft. His thighs tighten for a moment, before relaxing. She makes the move to take more into her mouth, sucking lightly and moving her tongue like she was kissing his lips. She releases him with a pop, and runs her tongue along the sides of his cock. Dragging it slowly up she looks at his face again. She can see that glint again. The one that reminds her of the beast he hides. She knows its reaching the surface. Locking eyes she takes his shaft into her mouth again, this time taking him deep down her throat. He groans and his head falls back, breathing picks up. She relaxes and swallows around his cock, he growls. Smiling, she begins to bob her head up and down, keeping her hand at the base of his cock, slightly massaging it with her fingertips. He brings a hand down, entangling in her hair. He grasps it tight, but still let's her control the speed. As she begins to swirl her tongue around the tip, he begins to speak, his voice growing more husky.

"You like that don't you? Sucking your Sir's cock, like a slut. Sitting there on your knees in red lace"

She can't really answer, but she does her best to respond around his cock. She nods her head to help further her answer.

"I bet you're just soaking wet, so ripe and ready to be taken "

She is. She moans, the vibrations causing his legs to tremble. She can feel her juices gathering between her legs. She shifts her knees slightly, trying to relieve some pressure. He catches her movement. Pulling her hair sharply, he holds her still. Reminding her. She deep throats him again, and he starts to move his hips, fucking her mouth as she does her best to keep the suction. As he starts to moan, she is also moaning, she knows he is getting close.

"Do you want my seed? Do you miss its taste?" She whimpers, pulling back slightly so she can actually answer him this time.

"Yes, Sir. Please, Sir" he groans as she puts her lips back around his cock, sucking even harder. He can feel his release getting closer. He holds her head still with both hands now as he thrusts into her mouth, putting his shaft deep into her throat. He spills his seman into her mouth, a long moan slipping from his lips. Releasing her head, Scarlet slowly and gently sucks her way off his cock, swallowing his cum as she goes. Sitting back on her heels, she notices that he is still hard, she looks at his face with anticipation. With his pupils blown wide open, chest heaving (he had unbutton his shirt, when did he do that?) She can see the beast she loves. Grinning she moves to stand. Head snapping, he growls. Moving quickly, he stands, pulling her with him. He pulls her agaisnt him, kissing her roughly. She kisses him back with the same amount of passion. Dragging his nails down her sides, he grabs her ass, pulling her up. Wrapping her legs around his waist, she anchors herself as he starts to move. Moving between, kissing, biting and licking they make their way towards the bed. When his shins hit the bed, he throws her on the bed. She quickly scoots up, as he pulls off his shirt. Licking her lips as she views him, she wonders, like every time, how she ever forgets him. He pulls his pants down, and either his boxers with them, or he was going bare, cock still standing proud. She lays back as he crawls up to her, grabbing an ankle and kissing his way up.

"Gods, I've missed your skin, the way you taste." He speaks agaisnt her skin, moving excruciatingly slow, for her taste. Making his way to her thighs, he forces them apart, baring her lace covered cunt in front of him. He looks at her like a starved man. She bite her lip as he moves closer to her wet core. Slowly he pulls the panties off of her. Lowering his head. But keeping eye contact, he slowly licks up her slit, Scarlets head falls back as she moans.

"You taste like the sweetest sin, Scarlet" He begins to lick and nip at her pussy, stoping at times to suck on her clit. He slides two long fingers into her, starting to slowly pumping into her. She grabs the pillows behind her head and closes her eyes. Every breath is a needy moan as he brings her closer to climax. It never took him long. She was his favorite instrument to play. And he knew exactly how.

"That's it baby. Cum for me, scream my name." He stops licking to look at her, enjoying how she looked. Completely coming undone. And he wasn't even close to being done with her.

"Look at me" he growls, she is so lost in pleasure, she doesn't here him. He bites her thigh and repeats himself "Look at me when you cum Scarlet." She hears him that time, and locks eyes. He lowers his head again, picking up speed with his hand, sucking hard on her clit, she explodes. Screaming his name, her thighs tighten around his head. He isn't stopping either, riding out the waves with her, making them last even longer. When he feels the tremors start to die, he quickly moves up her body, quickly lining himself up before thrusting in. She explodes again as he starts to pound into her, pulling her legs up, but pushing out her knees. Her breasts have spilled out of her bra, bouncing with each thrust. Her head thrown back in ecstacy, she looked like heaven to him. Finally after several minutes, she stopped clenching around his cock. He slows slightly to let her gain her breath back. Her eyes glassy, still lost in pleasure. He falls down onto his hands, getting even closer to her, switches to more of a grind. Slowly pulling out, almost completely leaving her soaked cunt, before sliding deeply back in. He moved one hand to wrap her leg around his waist, penetrating her even deeper. He begins to nuzzle her neck again before biting that sweet spot where it meets her shoulder. Sucking on her pulse point, he knows he is leaving Mark's. Growling into her "MINE" his thrusts pick up power.

"Yes, yours." Scarlet manages to gasp. She drags her nails up and down his back, digging into his shoulders. He bites her harder in response, she squeals in pleasure.

Growling, he flips them around, sitting her on his cock, looking up at her, hair tussled beyond repair, love bites showing around her neck and chest, she was a goddess, and she was his.

"Ride me, Scarlet. Ride me into oblivion. Like only you can" he moans.

She starts slow, mainly so she can finally take off her bra, letting her breasts finally bounce completely free. He puts his hands on her hips, slightly urging her to go faster. She grinds down on his cock, resting her hands behind her on his thighs. Her breasts now perfectly on display for him. He reaches up to tweak and pull on her nipples.

Head thrown back, Scarlet is moaning again, feeling Sir's cock deep inside her. At this angle it rubs perfectly against her g-spot. She can feel herself getting close again. He notices and pinches her nipples slightly harder, she gasps.

"Don't you dare cum with out permission Scarlet, I'm not done with you yet." He moves his hands back down to her hips, moving her agaisnt him, slowing her movements. She let's herself fall towards him, bringing her mouth down to him, kissing him deeply. He moves a hand to her hair, the other to her ass, grabbing tightly. They move in a slow rythm for a bit, just getting lost in the pleasure of each other. After a while, heartbeats finally to a normal rhythm, Scarlet pushes herself up on his chest, leaving her hands to scratch up and down his chest, she begins to ride him, soft and slow to start, but increasing both with each grind. He grabs her waist again, urging her faster. He feels his release building again. Moving a hand to rub her clit, he needs her to finish with him. Her breath hitches as she moves again to put her hands behind her, she loses some of power, but he keeps her going with his other hand.

"Cum for Scarlet, Cum for Sir. I need your release, let me feel your tight cunt clench even tighter." He growls.

Needy whines and moans escape from her lips, she is almost there. She tells him as such. He groans, before starting to thrust up into her, adding to her stimulation. She can her body tightening, starting in her toes. His breath is quicking and he cant keep going for much longer. He pinches her clit slightly and she feels her self explode around him. Screaming his name, her eyes roll back, and all she sees is stars. Moving fast he flips them again, pounding into her as her body spasms around him, pulling him into his own release. With a shout, he empties his warm seed into her, seeing the same stars as her. Putting his forehead against hers, they stay like that for a what felt like hours. Every time her pussy trembles, he moans. Finally he finds the strength to roll off of her, giving her a quick kiss as he does. Laying on his side, he rolls her over to face him. She entwines her legs with his and gets closer. She kisses him sweetly before whispering

"I really did miss you"

"I know, my love. As did I. Take a rest, love. I'm still not done with you yet" she chuckles as she nestles against him, falling asleep fast. Kissing her forehead, he quickly follows into a slumber.