Hot Fun With A Stranger Ch 04

Screwed

was the only way Damien could describe his situation -- and not only because he had the woman of his dreams happily bouncing up and down on his cock.

Gazing up at her, running his hands over her back and squeezing her ass, he shook his head. Damn, she was pretty, and so fucking hot, with her big breasts bouncing right in his face. Definitely the sexiest, most beautiful woman he'd ever seen. And being naked in her bed was like a dream come true -- if only she wasn't his boss's daughter, it would all be so perfect.

Hungry for a taste of her, wrapping a hand around the back of her neck Damien tugged her down and claimed her mouth. Slipping his tongue between her lips, he groaned at the feel of hot little tongue sliding over his, with all her long dark hair cloaked around them.

"Hmm, I just love this with you," Deana happily whispered against his mouth, cupping his face in her hands. And seeing as he just plain

loved

her, he just wished he could find a way to tell her without freaking her out.

Growing up in a big Hispanic family, accustomed to listening to music playing pretty much throughout his life, Damien had his phone softly playing on her night stand, as he often did at home. And he smiled up into lady love's eyes as a sexy throw-back song started to play. His cousin from Canada had turned him onto some of his favorites, including this one by the jazzy rock band Lighthouse. And as the singer belted out the lyrics to

Beneath My Woman

, it was perfect for their mood, and what they were doing, so sultry and sexy. And he just wished she actually

was

his woman as he gazed up into her big blue eyes, feeling lost.

Deana smiled down at him. "Did you choose this song on purpose? It's just so sexy, it's perfect."

Shaking his head, Damien smiled up at her and said, "No, but it sounds good right now, looking up at you like this, making love to me."

Thrilled to finally have him in her bed, she hugged him to her chest and softly sighed, "You're right it does." Bending over him and licking around each of his nipples, smiling as she felt him quiver, she wished that she really was his woman, because naked with him in her bed was the only place

she

wanted to be.

But Damien had a pretty strong feeling that what they had, amazing it was, was never going to go anywhere. And this was probably all it would ever be -- just the occasional hook up, being careful to hide themselves away, so no one would ever learn what they were up to. Because really, why would a woman with her looks, money and class ever want to saddle herself with an ordinary guy like him, especially knowing she could have anyone she wanted, like a lawyer or a doctor, who'd be a far better match for her.

Of course, no matter what was playing out in their heads, having a chance to be alone like this, which they rarely did, the entire day was just one long, hot session of love making.

Utterly spent, but deliriously happy, finally in the afternoon, realizing they were starved, they took a break to share a kinky naked lunch of vegetable frittata and salad, that Damien whipped up for them. They laughed as they ate, with him feeding her in his lap, and licking away any drips from her breasts with his tongue, and of course finding reasons to kiss her every chance he got.

Holding her close he glanced around her big state of the art kitchen, and shook his head. "You know I still can't believe you live in a place this size all by yourself."

Deana looked around then too and shrugged. "My parents bought me this place as a graduation gift after I finished college. I know it's a little big, but for me it's just home."

"

A little big?

Are you kidding? My whole family could fit in here with room to spare and I've got two sisters, two brothers, and my parents."

She looked surprised. "I didn't know you had so many siblings."

Damien nodded as he poured her more wine. "Yeah, and I've probably got at least a hundred cousins alone, and loads of aunts of uncles. Both my parents came from big families, with twelve siblings each."

Her eyes popped. "Wow, that is a big family, especially considering I grew as an only child. I'd have loved to have grown up in a family like yours. You were lucky you always had someone to play with as a kid, which I never did."

Hugging her a little tighter, he nodded. "Well, amazingly we're all pretty close. Tonight I'm meeting up with a few of my cousins, if you want to come along, it should be fun."

Deana grinned, since it would be the first time they went out together - maybe not a real live date, but close enough. "Sure." She shrugged. "Why not?"

Damien squeezed her ass and pressed a kiss to her cheek. Glad that she'd agreed, since until now they'd only ever hooked up for sex. Not that he was complaining, because he loved every second he could grab to be alone with her, no matter what they were doing.

Once they got back in bed, playfully swatting her ass, he told her, "Now get up on your knees, I want to take you from behind."

A little nervous about what he had in mind, Deana swallowed hard as she did as he asked. Looking at him over her shoulder, the heat of his gaze nearly scorched her alive. Already fisting his erection in his hand, and giving it a few good strokes, he looked ready to give it to her wickedly hard.

Gazing down at her, Damien just shook his head and muttered, "Fuck you look so hot like this, just begging for my cock to fill you up."

"Then don't keep me waiting." Her pussy already dripping wet, positively aching for him, she anxiously licked her lips, and gave him a taunting little wiggle of her ass.

Chuckling at first, he clutched her hip, fisted his cock and pushed inside her, then let out a groan as he stared mesmerized at the erotic sight of his long hard dick disappearing into the heat of her tight little pussy, never mind the indescribable feel of sliding into her warmth of her body. And fuck, tight didn't even begin to describe her, when he had her angled like this. He rolled his eyes, unable to decide if he was more lost in the sight or the feel of her. And as she sucked him in, squeezing her tight inner walls around him, making him grow impossibly thicker, he thrust into her as deep as he possibly could go, filling her up to the max, till he was smiling at her desperate little whimpers.

Just seeing her, naked down on her knees, thrusting her ass back, begging to be filled and fucked good and hard, was almost too mind blowing to be real. Just like that first time when he'd come at her from behind in that little court yard and packed her good and tight and fucked her to within an inch of her life, it was just too hot for words, and of course so was she.

They were so much alike, such sensual beings, that he knew he'd met his match. Dropping his head, he trailed the heat of his tongue up along her spine to her neck, and whispered in her ear what he'd been thinking all day. "Damn, I wish this never had to end."

Surprised, Deana stilled, turned her head and looked back at him. "But why would it ever have to? Believe me, if I could be like this with you forever, I would. You just feel so good. I don't think I'll ever get enough of you."

Glad to hear that, Damien started to pump into her nice and steady, rocking their bodies in a time-honored rhythm. Nothing felt better than losing himself in her, and giving her what she needed, absolutely nothing.

Her whole body tingling, heaving a shaky breath, Deana thrust back her hips, letting her eyes drift shut as he took her where she needed to go, only on the most erotic journey of her life as he slammed into her over and over again, hard enough to shift her whole body up on the bed, bringing her closer and closer to one hell of a mind-numbing climax. Biting down hard on her lip, she knew one thing, no one had ever made her feel this good before, ever.

Reaching under her Damien worked her clit till he could feel her quivering from head to toe, and he smiled as she really started to make some noise. And watching her tight little rose bud flinching between her butt cheeks, seemingly begging for a little attention, grinning to himself, he slicked up his thumb in her juicy pussy, and gradually worked it inside her, giving her ass a teasing little work out, too. And carefully working his thumb in and out of her tight little hole, he relentlessly pounded her pussy till both of them were breathless, throwing back their heads and screaming each other's names as she came in a blinding rush.

Her whole body was on fire for him, as an orgasm of epic proportions raced through her. Deana's squeezed her eyes shut her chest heaving painfully hard, desperately clenching the sheets in her fists, she felt ready to combust, he'd gotten her so fucking hot. "Oh, god, it just feels so good with you. So fucking good, especially like this." Everything she owned was tingling so hard, she wondered if she'd collapse under the onslaught. Especially with the erotically charged sensation of being double penetrated, with the devious bastard filling both her pussy and ass at once, nearly driving her insane.

His thighs slapping hard against her ass, gritting his teeth, squeezing her hips in a death grip, Damien slammed into her for all he was worth. He groaned, watching her throw back her head and squeal, her entire body nearly going into convulsions as she came for a second time.

Coming hard enough to see stars, she coated his balls till her juices were sliding down her thighs and dripping onto the sheets. "Damn, Damien," she cried out as he kept right on giving her everything he had, pounding her pussy with merciless thrust after thrust. Till finally Damien felt the unmistakable rush of a mind-melting orgasm coursing through his veins, like a jolt to his entire nervous system, his eyes slamming shut as it rocketed through him. Tossing back his head he let out a growl so deep Deana could feel rumbling right through her.

Still, he didn't relent and continued to slam her, filling her pussy to overflowing, till he had nothing left to give her. Finally, completely drained, barely able to see straight, he just shook his head gazing down at her quivering body unable to believe how wild they got whenever they were together. Clutching her ass tight in hands, his semi-hard cock buried in her nice and deep, he pressed a kiss to her back, convinced this was where he was meant to be, lost in the only woman who had the power to literally bring him to his knees --

his woman

.

Finally, he grabbed hold of his shaft and reluctantly pulled out, watching as she fell limp as a rag doll onto her face on the bed, barely able to catch her breath after coming so insanely hard, not once, but twice.

Curling up beside her, quietly chuckling, he tugged her into his arms and brushed back the damp hair from her eyes. Dropping tender little kisses over her sweat-slicked face, he asked, "You okay?"

Lifting her bleary-eyed gaze to meet his, she somehow managed to laugh, too, even while fighting hard just to breathe. "Do I look okay to you?" Though she felt like she'd been run over by a steamroller, with how wickedly hard he'd taken her, no getting around it, she'd loved every second of it. And she was beginning to realize there was nothing he could do to her that she didn't love, which got her wondering if this

thing

they had going on wasn't turning into something more than a just a friendly little hook-up.

Smiling at the contented look shining back at him from her big blue eyes, chuckling, he told her, "Actually, you look like a well-fucked woman."

His

well-fucked woman, if truth be known.

He loved to see her in the aftermath like this, her body covered in a sexy sheen and flushed to a pretty shade of pink, with her full breasts heaving, happily smiling into his eyes, after they'd given each other just what they needed. And he just knew he couldn't let her go, no matter how hopeless their situation was. He loved her too much, and was in way too deep to ever walk away now. But, damn, considering who she was, and how dangerous it was to even be found alone with her, never mind fucking her blue every chance he got, it would be so much easier if he could just find it in him to end it and let her go.

Wrapping her arms tightly around his neck smiling into his warm brown eyes, Deana shivered as she planted her lips on his, delighted to lose herself in the taste of him. Never happier than when she was with him, she wanted him to feel just how overjoyed she was to have this time alone with him. Leisurely savoring the taste of his mouth, she nearly kissed his face off, and before long, no big surprise, their chests were heaving, her pussy was dripping and he was hard as a rock again and poking at her belly.

Playfully wiggling her eyebrows with a devious glint flashing in her eyes, she said, "Stay put, I'll be right back."

And when she returned from her walk-in closet with a long red silk scarf and reached for his wrists, Damien narrowed his eyes on her, and asked, "What do you think you're doing?"

Grinning devilishly as she slipped the scarf through one of the slats on her sturdy wrought iron headboard, she explained. "Just giving you a taste of what it feels like to be at

my

mercy for a change, while I enjoy sucking off that big fat cock of yours."

Holy fuck

. His eyebrows shot up. The moment she mentioned sucking him off, any thoughts of objecting disappeared. Especially since she knew just what it took to get him off.

But oh, man, once she had both his wrists firmly tied over his head, just seeing her sitting on her haunches, admiring her handy work along with his big fat dick standing straight up at attention, licking her licks in anticipation, he groaned. She was right about one thing, tied up like this, he'd never felt more powerless, and wasn't too sure how he felt about being totally at her mercy. And just knowing she could do anything she wanted to him, was as arousing as it was terrifying. Now he just hope she didn't have a hidden sadistic streak, and wouldn't do anything to his package that he didn't want done -- like sinking her teeth into the damn thing.

"Mmm," she moaned, when she finally slid her big soft breasts over his thighs and wrapped her hand around his now fully engorged cock. She tipped her head back while running her curious finger all over it. "Have I ever told you just how much I love this big hard piece of man meat? Just looking at it twitching and begging to be sucked off good and hard is getting me so wet. And what a lucky girl I am, to have such big hard dick to enjoy right in my own bed."

Damien stared at her, surprised.

Wow, who knew Miss Maxwell had such a dirty mouth?

Lapping her hot, wet tongue over his erection him from balls to tip, she murmured, "Ooh, just looking at you, so big and long and thick, I can hardly wait to have you fill up mouth till I can hardly breathe. And that big fat mushroom tip is such an angry red, I think it needs to be sucked extra hard, to give it what it's begging for."

Damien's felt his eyes roll all the way back in his head, as she got him wetter and harder by the second with both her talented little tongue and her filthy, dirty words. Damn, this girl could give lessons on how to get a guy off.

Tugging hard at his restraints, he let out a groan, as he felt his cock sliding over the heat of her tongue, all the way to the back of her mouth.

Holy shit,

who knew she could deep throat?

And as she sank him in deep, till he could feel the back of her throat brushing against his cockhead, he just about died. Damn, she really did know how to suck cock. And lucky bastard that he was, it was his dick she was happily torturing.

Finally, after really going to town on him, Deana let go of him with a pop, leaving a long stream of saliva sliding over his dick onto his rock hard abs. And factitious thing that she was, she eagerly ran her tongue all over him, until she'd licked him clean. Then licking him up and down, again, she murmured, "Oh, Damien, I think I'm in love with your, dick. I just love the feel of it sliding over my tongue, it's just so smooth and thick, I think I'd be happy to do this forever."

And seeing how good it felt, he'd let her, too.

"Mmm," she moaned, wrapping her lips around him and sliding him back into mouth. And when she hollowed out her cheeks and started to suck him back even harder, every inch of Damien started to quake, right down to his freaking toes.

"Damn, Deana, leave me some skin, will ya?"

Fuck me

. She had his eyes rolling skyward as she worked his cock like no one had ever pleasured it before.

Knowing he'd be flooding her with his juice any second, he decided he'd better warn her. "Baby, you keep that up and I'm going to shoot right down your throat."

But the thought of it didn't seem to bother her, seeing as all she did was tighten her hold on him, and smile around his cock, sucking him back, if possible, even harder -- and holy shit, even deeper.

Slamming his eyes shut as the tell-tale signs of one helluva a big orgasm shot down his spine straight to his balls, he groaned, tossing his head from side to side, desperate to get loose. Damn, he'd been given head before, but it was never like this. The way she was working him, was like she owned his dick. Suddenly he stilled, realizing that maybe she did, because he didn't think he'd ever find another woman who rocked his world the way that she did. Fuck, what an amazing ride, though, even tied up, he loved every second of it.

As he shot wave after wave of his seed straight down her throat for what felt like forever, he couldn't get over how good everything they did together felt. Whether they were just kissing, or getting each other off, or fucking each other almost into a coma, Damien knew it didn't get much better than this. She was it for him, no way around it.

And as she took the time to lick him clean, right down to happily moaning and lapping at his balls, all he wanted to do was touch her, and be able to stroke her hair, at least to thank her.

"Okay," he told her, "You've had your fun, now untie me."

The grin she wore was pure evil as she looked up at him and asked, "But what if I'm not quite done with you yet?"

His eyes flared, wondering what more she could possibly do to him after sucking him off that hard.

And when she reached into a drawer and pulled out a big pink dildo, his pulse leapt and his eyes went big as moons. Glaring at her he told her, "You wouldn't dare."

"What? Are you really afraid I'm going to take your virgin ass with my trusty little toy?"

Just the thought it had him squeezing his ass cheeks tight and really starting to tug to get his hands free. So desperate to get loose, he had the head board banging against the wall.

But when he heard the dildo start to hum, his eyes popped open even wider when he saw that she'd spread her legs and was sliding the thing straight into her glistening little pussy, and letting her eyes fall shut as she started to moan and work the thing in and out.

"Fuck, are you trying to kill me?" he asked as he yanked at his wrists till they burned. "When I finally get loose I will fucking eat you alive, you know that right?" And that wasn't just a threat, he meant it, too.

Unperturbed, all she did was grin. "That's what I was hoping you'd say. But as nice as this is, nothing beats the feel of you filling me up with that big hungry cock of yours."

Damien couldn't believe it when he looked down and realized that she'd gotten him hard again, surprised that it was even possible. And he started to wonder if he'd pass out with all the blood in his body once again, rushing straight to his throbbing cock. "I never knew you could be such a tease, Deana."