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Emilia’s POV
My eyes met with Alaric’s across the room for the umpteenth time today. And I was sure he could tell what was running through my head.
God.
When did I turn to this horny mess that couldn’t even control myself? I never knew that being with Alaric could be so…addicting.
I rubbed my thighs together, taking my eyes off him and trying to hard to focus on what Francesca was doing but it was probing to be fruitless. Fuck I needed him right now.
Without thinking of it, I got up abruptly, turning to him and mustering the most serious and professional look I could. I walked to him, not caring that he was seated with his most high ranking men and discussing work matters. “I need to speak with you,” I murmured quietly, meeting Allesio’s narrowed eyes and looking away as fast as I could.
“Handle it,” Alaric said to his second in command a he got up from the chair, motioning for me to follow him. We went up the stairs and I had no doubt that he was leading me to his office. But I couldn’t wait anymore.
I sidestepped him, standing in his path and dropping to my knees, not caring that we were in the hallway where absolutely anyone, even Francesca, could find us if she came looking for any one of us.
I undid the belt and unzipped his pants, letting it drop to his feet. I licked my lips as I stared at his length through his boxer briefs. He was so big and thick, and he wasn’t even fully hard yet.
I ran my tongue over my upper teeth as I slid down his boxer briefs, his cock springing out and standing proud. A groan escaped Alaric’s lips that made my pussy tingle. I was intoxicated by the sounds he made. It always made me want to please him in every way he wanted me to. That was probably why I was on my knees in the middle of the hallway, his cock in my palms.
I wrapped my lips around the head, licking it tentatively and softly at first before getting bolder and going faster, taking him down my throat and gagging. He moaned, his hand going straight to my hair and fisting it. He held my head in place, his hooded eyes boring into mine. “Anyone can see us,” he murmured.
I almost giggled. I was the one who should be saying those words. Yet I didn’t care. All I wanted was for him to fuck me hard right now. I held his gaze, sticking out my tongue to lick the precum off the head of his cock. He groaned, his head falling back as he massaged my hair slightly. He began plunging his cock in and out of my mouth, low groans spilling out of him.
I moaned, my pussy tingling and begging for attention that I was so tempted to start touching myself right then.
His pace increased and he soon shot streams of cum down my throat. “Good girl,” he praised as I swallowed his seed. Those words did something to me. Turned me into jelly from the inside. Gods. This man was going to ruin me. In fact, he already was.
His cock was still very much hard, assuring me that he wasn’t even near done with me yet. He took my hand, pulling me up while he stroked his cock with the other hand.
“Turn around,” he murmured and I did as he wanted without complaining. He pressed me against the wall, pushing up my skirt and slapping my ass. “I like this habit of yours.”
“What habit?” I moaned out as his fingers slid through the folds of my pussy.
“You not wearing any panties. Makes it easier for me to take you anytime I want,” he murmured, his cock replacing his fingers and teasing me for a few more minutes before aligning with my entrance. He pushing himself inside of me slowly and I winced, then moaned, the pain and pleasure blurring together.
He slapped my ass once again when he was buried deep inside of me, my pussy clenching hard around his length. “You good?” He asked softly and I nodded eagerly. He wrapped my hands around my hair, fisting it and then thrusting so hard into me that my breFh got knocked out of me for a second.
“Ric,” I moaned with a near strangled voice, my eyes closing from the pleasure. He pinned me to the wall with one hand on my waist, the other in my hair as he continued slamming into me, my pussy squeezing and dripping around him.
The pleasure was too good, and I felt an orgasm coming on fast and hard that I wasn’t able to say anything before it hit me hard and I blacked out for close to a minute, the pleasure making me see stars in my vision.
“Where do you want my cum?” He murmured, his lips beside my ear.
“Inside of me,” I breathed out, panting heavily.
“You want my seed inside of you?” He asked, going impossibly faster and harder.
“Yes,” I answered, nodding my head. After a few hard thrusts that had me blacking out again from the excessive pleasure, he came deep inside of me. I moaned, absolutely loving the way it felt to hsve his hot seed inside of me.
He slid out of me, and I could feel his cum sliding down my thighs. I moaned again. It felt so good.
“You’re going to have to do something about that,” he said in an amused tone, eyeing the cum sliding down my thighs.
“My clothes will cover it up,” I assured him. Smiling sheepishly.
“Want me to follow you back to your room? Just in case you bump into anyone?” He offered but I shook my head. He didn’t need to. And there wasn’t any guarantee that we wouldn’t go another round when we get back to my room.
Right now, I was so tired and all I wanted was to sleep. Sleep till tomorrow morning when I have to prepare Francesca for her home tutoring.
I dropped my skirt, running my hands through my hair and trying to make it look presentable, not like I had just been thoroughly fucked by Ric. And the wah he was looking at me, it seemed like I was only worsening my hair condition rather than fixing it right, so I tied it into a bun and hoped it would hold till I got back to my room.
I was starting to feel awkward, and I didn’t know what else to do so I gave him a smile that felt just as awkward as I felt, and turned away from him, heading to my room.
“Wait.”
His voice stopped me dead in my tracks and N turned around to look at him slowly.
“Come here,” he murmured and I did just that. He kissed the side of my lips and my neck before walking away, leaving me to stand there, stunned and speechless.