Note: Thanks again to all of the positive comments I have received. This is the concluding chapter to the Jennifer Chancey case. And, please allow me to blow my own horn, because I think this is the best piece of writing I have done. As promised, heartbreak and intense erotica is about to follow! Enjoy!
James rode the elevator up to his apartment, his mind full of what had just happened with Jennifer.
I wonder how long it will be before she breaks? That she will break is no longer in question. I saw that look in her eyes when she accepted my proposal
.
Sighing resignedly to himself, James exited the elevator. Sitting by his door was Vanessa. She was obviously waiting him. What was worse, she had several bags of luggage next to her. She stood up when she saw him approach.
Oh shit
. "What is this, Vanessa?" James looked significantly at her luggage.
Vanessa looked down at her feet. "James...I left my husband. I told him what I did. And...um...he kind of threw me out." Her eyes were red-rimmed. Tears formed in her eyes and slowly snaked down her cheeks and dropped to the floor.
"So?" James asked callously.
Get the hint bitch.
If James' blunt dismissal affected her, she didn't show it. Instead, she wiped her tears with the heel of her hand and looked James square in the eyes.
"I want to stay with you. I will do whatever you want me to. I will...fuck...you whenever you please. You won't even notice that I am here, I swear!"
"Why me, Vanessa? You are a rich woman. Why don't you just go stay at a hotel? Or go stay with family or friends?"
"Because..." Vanessa took a deep breath and continued, "Because I...I...I love you. I love you with all my heart."
Tears fell down her face again. Her fragile emotional state had brought color to her pale cheeks. The tears made her eyes shine. At this moment, she was even more beautiful than James had ever seen her.
And he didn't care that she loved him.
Why should I? I am incapable of feeling love. I was hollowed out a long time ago. Sorry sweetie, but you have put your heart in the wrong damn place. And now I have to burn it before it goes any further
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"Fuck off, Vanessa. I don't give a shit about your feelings. I don't want you here."
Vanessa flinched at his words but didn't back down.
She has courage, I will give her that
.
"Ok...that's ok. I can live with my feelings. So now that we both know that you don't love me, let's talk about something more practical. I will be your sex slave. Whenever, wherever, it doesn't matter. You don't have to worry about any of that relationship bullshit. You don't have to please me. I don't even have to be in the mood for you to take me. I will follow any rule you give me."
James was suddenly no longer irritated, but rather curious. "Why would you do that?"
She smiled at him, tears still falling down her cheeks.
"Because I love you. And it's my...hope that in time you will come to feel the same. So I can put up with anything if I can just hold to that hope."
"You would be wasting your time," James said, but not callously. Instead, against his better judgment, he was actually intrigued. He looked her over and bit his lip in thought. She seemed to hold her breath.
Finally, the judgment came. "Ok. You can stay here. But here are the rules. You will do whatever I say. You will not question me. If you question me once, you are out of here. Are we clear so far?"
Vanessa nodded eagerly.
"Good," James continued. "You will put your clothes in the dresser. You will hang nothing up. You will give no sign that my apartment is inhabited by a woman. You will only have clothes and no other possessions lying around. You are to sleep with me at night and you will leave during the day. Do you understand my rules?"
"Yes," she said quickly. "I understand perfectly. I won't be in your hair, I promise."
James nodded and unlocked his door. He walked in without picking up any of her bags. He sat down on his couch and watched her struggle to bring in her bags. When she finally had everything inside and had closed the door, he called her over to him.
"Come here and suck my cock," he ordered.
She blushed, but walked over to him and knelt between his legs anyways. She unzipped his pants and pulled out his limp cock.
James leaned his head back as she started sucking on his cock.
I wonder how good Jennifer will suck my cock? She does have a nice body. I look forward to fucking the shit out of her. But then again, I really don't. Will you give in like this whore sucking my cock right now, Jennifer?
Vanessa was sliding James' cock halfway down her throat. She made gagging noises when she went too far. She paused long enough to spit and went back to town on his cock. She sucked on the head and then trailed her tongue down the length of his cock.
She brought her tongue to his balls and sucked gently on his sack. She rolled his balls around with her tongue, taking time to suck on each ball.
God, she really is good at this,
James thought as a moan of pleasure escaped his lips.
She started sucking his cock again, this time at a faster pace. She pistoned his cock in and out of her mouth like she was on a mission. Spit trailed down his cock as she came up for great gasps of air. James was surprised to feel the familiar tingle in his balls.
She really is good!
James pulled his cock out of her mouth and smacked her face with it. She stuck out her tongue and tried to suck it again.
"Take those fucking clothes off and lay down on the couch," James commanded her.
She stood up and pulled her blouse over her head. She unzipped her pants and pulled them down. She took off her shoes to throw off her pants. She stood in front of him, suddenly shy. She was wearing lingerie. Her black bra pushed up her ample tits and her black thong showed off her ass to perfection. She had worn this for him, James knew.
"Take those off too," James told her as he jacked off to maintain his hard-on.
Vanessa bent her arms behind her to unclasp her bra. It fell to her feet. She bent down to remove her panties. She used her foot to kick them off.
James took a moment to study her. She was pale all over. There wasn't a tan anywhere on her body. Her face, arms, legs, chest, and ass were all white. She looked like a porcelain goddess. James had to admit that she was probably the most breathtakingly beautiful woman he ever fucked. Well, almost.
"Lay down," James said as he got up from the couch. She didn't hesitate. She lay on her back. James knelt down and spread her legs open. He kissed his way down her thigh, skipped her pussy, and kissed his way up her other thigh. Her body quivered as she moaned. Her pussy glistened wetly.
James took his time teasing her. He kissed all around her pussy. He even blew softly on her moist lips. Finally, she couldn't take the teasing anymore.
"James, please lick me!" she begged. "Please James...please!!!
Smiling, James darted his tongue out and licked her outer lips. At the contact, her body convulsed and she came immediately. James dug his face into her pussy and licked furiously. She bucked her hips but James was latched on like a tick. Another orgasm hit her like a truck.
James' tongue expertly darted and weaved into her pussy. He sucked and pulled and licked. He even bit her softly, which caused her to get up on her elbows and moaned ecstatically.
"James!!! God, I can't stand it! Shit, James, shit! Where did you learn...oh God!!!
She fell back to the couch and starting convulsing with another orgasm. Her juices were flowing down his chin.
His cock was aching now. He got on top of her, slid his dick into her now sloppy cunt, and started pounding her furiously. His thrusts were so powerful that she was sinking all the way into the couch and popping back up with each thrust. The sound of his balls smacking against her flesh seemed to reverberate throughout the living room.
"James, I love how you fuck me! I have never been fucked this good! I could have your cock in me foreverrrrrrrrrrrr!!!
Her pussy clinched tight around his cock and another orgasm washed over her. James continued his relentless pounding. She was so wet that each mighty thrust of his cock produced a squelching sound.
