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A gentleman would retrieve the video for me in order to prove his loyalty...
I stood up and went down the hall and into the open door of his bedroom. He was sitting on the edge of the unmade bed. The room had a bed, a dresser, a closet and a bedside table which had a shadeless lamp on it. The light bulb burned brightly in the windowless room. I noticed a butte filled ashtray on the table and the room had a pervasive musky odor. I wrinkled my nose at the smell as I took a seat beside him.
"I didn’t know you smoke." I commented, trying to ease a bit of tension.
"I smoke when I drink sometimes." He said and then shrugged. " Most of my partners smoke."
I peered at him closely. That had been a very odd thing to say. Most of his partners smoke. What partners? It dawned on me then and I reached over and hugged him to me. He was stiff and unyielding in my arms. I wept on his shoulder. I cried for the young man who danced like a puppet on an evil woman’s strings. I cried for the images of the countless women that must lurk in his mind, reminding him of what the price of freedom was. I buried my face in his neck as I realized that he was basically a sex slave and that he saw me as a chance to escape and I had thwarted his plans with a lead foot.
"Bryan ..." I tried to speak. I wanted to say something profound, something to tell him exactly how sad I felt about his life but there were no words to show the emotion I was feeling. I had to show him that he was more than just a piece of meat to someone. I wanted him to feel cherished and wanted, instead of cornered and exploited. My body took over where my mind left off and I began placing the softest of kisses along his neck. I moved with painstaking slowness even though my heart was racing and my body ached to be pressed up against his. I felt him relax a little as I trailed fleeting kisses along his neck and up under his stubbly chin and to his mouth. I traced his lips with the tip of my tongue in an ancient request for permission to enter and he granted it promptly by opening his mouth and sucking my tongue inside. I took control of my roving hands and slid them upward over his ribcage and around to his shoulder blades and up his back to his neck where I locked my fingers and concentrated on kissing him. My tongue slipped around his freely, tasting and feeling.
The kiss wove a spell around us and the bleary room seemed to fade away leaving only swirls of colors in my memory as desire overcame me. I felt his hands find my breasts and I loved the feel of them caressing me. I watched as he squeezed them gently through my clothes and thought about how his hands would feel were they actually on my skin.
His hands were all over me, seemingly everywhere at once. I shivered as he slid them up my shirt and under the elastic of my bra. I felt like I would shatter into a thousand pieces were he to stop touching me.
He did pull away though and I whimpered and reached for him.
"You're already late for work, Edyn." He said with reluctance.
"I know, but I was thinking maybe I should find a new job," I said and met his eyes with a playful smile.
The smile that spread across his face was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. He reached out to me and his lips captured mine easily and I surrendered to his kiss and touch. I let him own my body with his hands the way he already owned a piece of my heart. The sensations he awakened made my stomach flutter and I wanted him more than I ever thought possible.
We undressed slowly between tender kisses. He unbuttoned my blouse, kissing each expanse of newly exposed skin. I gasped when he finally exposed my taut nipples to his seeking mouth and teeth. His nibbles sent chills up my spine and a surge of heat in my core. The icy hot feelings meshing together to set my nerves on edge. I could not hold myself back. The physical need for him that filled every fiber of my being took over. The pace at which we were undressing was not good enough. I needed more and it couldn't be denied. I knew one sure way to bend him to my will.
I unfastened his slacks, khaki's today, and reached inside his underwear. His cock was hard and bent at what looked to be an uncomfortable angle in the confines of his tight briefs. Surely it wanted to be free to expand to it's full glory. I know I wanted it to be free but only for long enough for my mouth to reach it. My mouth captured it like the prisoner it was. My body would be it's guard and there would be no early parole. I sucked him hard. I was afraid I would hurt him in my passion but he took it in stride and even moaned a time or two while I worked my womanly magic.
"Jesus, woman." He gasped as I played the wanton slut for him. It wasn't an act though. I really was a wanton slut at this moment.
I was glad to see my little plan worked for as my mouth relented, his desire took over. I suddenly found myself on my back with my pants being tugged downward. I couldn't stifle the giggle as he wrestled with sliding them past my hips.
"Giggle while you can," he said with a grunt as he finally untangled them from my feet along with the panties that were twisted with them. He slid up into position and looked me in the eyes. "those giggles are gonna become moans in a second."
True to his word he began rubbing his cock on my clit until I gave in and vocalized my pleasure. I came once before he even entered me.
The heat of the moment caused the sex to be rough and almost painful as he slid into me. I didn't complain because having him in me was such a feeling of completion. The earlier confusion and mental anguish was replaced with thoughts of being wanted. Bryan wanted me when he had dozens of other women to fuck.
I tightened myself around him, encircling him with my arms and legs, locking him to me as our pelvises bumped time after time. My tongue found his ear and traced the inner cup of it. I felt a flood of happiness as he responded to my actions with a groan and an increase in the already bed-rocking pace. I could feel the tension build in his body and my body responded likewise. Our inner beings were so in tune that the pleasure seemed to flow from one of us into the other - back and forth, in and out until there was no other place for it to go and we exploded with simultaneous orgasms.
Neither of us could move as we drifted back into our entwined bodies from the outer reaches of space. I opened my eyes to see him looking at me with tear filled eyes and I reached up and caught a tear just as it started to fall, surprised at it's very existence.
"I think..." he began.
"Don't say it." I said.
"You don't know what I was gonna say, Edyn."
"I can tell by the look in your eyes." I responded.
He smiled at me and kissed my lips gently.
"Then why can't I say it?" He asked.
"Because I want to say it first." I replied.
"Well, let's just say it at the same time." He suggested.
We smiled at each other with an intimacy only true lovers know.
"I love you." We said together and his tears mingled with mine as he kissed me.
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We laid in bed most of the afternoon just cuddling and talking and making plans. Most were probably only dreams but the only thing that mattered was we had found each other and nothing could tear us apart.
And then the phone rang ...
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