Knowing that she won’t leave empty handed, as always, I have decided to fuck her to shut her up. Choosing this option is obviously easier and much better than setting a wedding date. We can be ‘engaged’ forever, for all that I care.
“Lucien, I missed you so much. You know, about the wedding date, my father and I was thinking that we should set the date around spring. What do you think?” Angela asked in a sweet and temping voice.
“Sorry for the delay on this but I’m very busy with work. There are many stressful things going on. Let’s enjoy our time together and you can prep for the cruise this weekend,” Lucien replied smoothly.
“Stressed, I see. Well, shall I help you relax?” Angela quickly offered picking up on his hint for a passionate evening together.
Wordlessly, Lucien beckoned Angela over to where he was seated at his table turning his chair to the side to invite her to please him. He spread his legs signaling to Angela to join him. Angela walked over and was on her knees kneeling in between his legs eagerly in no time.
Angela’s father is loaded so she’s definitely not marrying me for my money. For some reason, the elders picked her to take the role of my wife-to-be and she was more than willing to go with it. I don’t think she’s in love with me but perhaps a little obsessed. I know I’m quite well known in the ladies’ circle for being unattainable … perhaps that adds to the challenge and therefore, my charm? Whatever it is, this girl is a mess I need to keep from contaminating my life with Natalia.
Angela’s hands were unbuckling Lucian’s belt as she set off on her mission to pleasure Lucian with her hands and mouth. She unzipped his pants and freed his hard member, feeling it hot and hard in her hand. It gave her immense pleasure to know that she could turn him on. She loved Lucien’s body and sex with him was so good just like she had heard from the gossiping of women who were lucky enough to have one-night stands with him. No strings attached. However, she believed she was different. She’s going to marry Lucien and be his partner for life.
She started sliding her hand up and down his shaft pumping him. His dick was so hot and it was getting bigger and bigger as she continued to grip her hand up and down his shaft. Lucien moaned slightly as she bent down to take the head of his cock into her wet mouth.
“Good girl, suck me harder,” Lucien commanded in a calm voice as he pushed her head down towards his dick with his manly hand. Looking down he could see the mass of her blond hair as she bobbed her head up and down, sucking his massive cock. It feels good, she’s not bad at this. Perhaps the elders chose her with this skill in mind?
Angela could taste Lucien’s precum in her mouth and flicked her tongue on his tip even harder and faster to give him more pleasure. Eager to please him even further she replaced her hand with her tits as she squeezed her big tits against his burning hot dick. Grabbing her own boobs, she grinded them together to squeeze around Lucien’s cock while looking up at him seductively with her wide blue eyes. Her mouth still sucking the head of his cock as her boobs pumped him up and down.
“Good girl, hold your boobs together. Let me fuck them,” Lucien ordered and she immediately complied as he thrusted his hips up and down ramming his cock in between her tightly squeezed breasts and into her awaiting mouth.
Angela wrapped her tongue around Lucien’s cock as he fucked her mouth fast and hard while pumping her large breasts together to grind against his cock. She could feel his hotness in between her breasts and deep into her mouth. She wanted to feel his load inside her mouth so much and then hopefully after, deep in between her legs. She gets turned on at just the sight of Lucien and now her pussy is already dripping wet.
Lucien was enjoying himself decently and could see that Angela was ecstatic to be able to serve him. He put his body on autopilot in sex-mode as his body continued to fuck Angela’s tits and mouth. However, his mind was now on the same dream that has been haunting him more frequently lately…
***9 years ago***
“We were too late. He’s dead,” a monotonous voice reported through the phone void of any emotions.
Lucien hung up at once, his face dark with anger and sorrow.
My undercover agents have just confirmed the death of my mentor … he was also my best friend. Shit. I thought we evaded the main house and have kept our relationship a secret for years but apparently, I was wrong, very wrong. I haven’t met him in years and have kept in touch using secretive methods of communication but it proved not to be enough.
Opening the small secret door in my bedroom, I accessed my safe. I thought back on the last time I met my dear friend around 4 years ago before this all started for real.
“Lucien, I’m just saying this to be safe and to make sure we consider all possibilities. You know, I’m just saying … it probably won’t happen but … if it does,” my friend started talking in a hesitant voice.
He paused to steady his nerves before facing me straight with determined eyes.