Authors: Ali Parker
Control
CONTROL
by
Ali Parker
How quickly we relinquish our rights when the right person demands it of us.
Alexis Foster has a new focus after graduating college. With a new career in front of her, she's sworn off her wild days of threesomes and one-night-stands.
On her first business trip out of town she runs into an old friend that talks her into one more night of fun... for old times' sake. She relents and ends up in the arms of a very powerful man, a man who enjoys playing games and taking control from those who hold onto it so tightly.
It was only one night, but she soon discovers that there isn't much she wouldn't be willing to handover for one more.
Contents
CONTROL
Copyright © 2016 by Ali Parker
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The novel is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and plot are all either products of the author’s imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons – living or dead – is purely coincidental.
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Alexis
"Close the door."
The sexy guy I'd let Heather talk me into fucking for the night together had to be the biggest guy I'd ever followed home. Thick shoulders and a square jaw that meant business and control. His deep blue eyes moved across me as he tugged at his tie and winked at me.
"Come here, handsome." Heather stumbled toward him and laughed as he caught her and chuckled deep in his chest.
I closed the door and pressed my back to the wall right beside it. What the fuck was I doing? My wild college days were long gone and threesomes weren't exactly part of the real world from what I gathered.
The door behind me wasn't supposed to be the only one closed.
"You joining us?" He smiled at me as he pulled Heather's dress over her head.
"I don't know yet." I slipped my hands behind my back and let my eyes move across the thick muscle on his chest as Heather worked his shirt off of him. He had to be six-six and two hundred and fifty pounds. My stomach tightened at the thought of having such a masculine guy lord over me in the bed for the night.
It was all I wanted that I'd yet to find, and still, I couldn't force myself to step away from the wall. Fear held me in place, though I worked like hell to play it off. Control was tightly in my grasp, and it always had been. No one had ever kicked me off the top of the hill, nor would they. I wouldn't allow it.
"Alexis. Come on, you hooker." Heather turned toward me as the guy unclasped her bra and bent down to tug at her panties. She gave me a sexy smile and motioned for me to come closer. "Stop being a prude."
"I'm not." I shrugged nonchalantly. "I wanna see what we're playing with. See if it's worth my time."
He laughed again and turned his attention to Heather as he unbuckled his slacks and pushed them over his hips. "Get on your knees, pretty girl. Let's start the party out with seeing if you've bitten off more than you can chew."
"Fuck yes." Heather moved down and tugged his tight black briefs down.
My breath caught in my chest as she moved toward the ground, dragging his underwear down with her as she giggled hysterically. She'd taken out a bottle of red wine on her own. It was going to be a long-ass night.
"Wow," I mumbled as I licked at my lips. He wasn't just a big boy with his clothes on.
"You like?" he mumbled, and I glanced up to see if he were talking to me or her.
His strong gaze was locked on me as he slipped his hand into Heather's hair and pulled her closer to him.
"Alexis. Fucking look at how big-"
"Stop talking and suck." He glanced down and grabbed his cock, wrapping his big hand around it and barely getting his fingers to touch due to its girth.
A groan lodged behind my clenched teeth, but I didn't move. Couldn't. I wasn't a silly college girl with a reputation for fucking people under the table anymore. I was grown - sort of.
A smile curved up the side of my mouth as Heather gagged loudly. Her blond hair danced along the top of her back as she gripped his thighs and worked what little bit of his dick she could get inside of her.
I could do so much damage to you.
"I'm sorry," she whispered and sat back on her heels, leaving his thick cock covered in a sheen of wetness. "I had too much to drink. Let me just..."
She bolted over the bed and slammed the door to the bathroom closed behind her.
He turned his attention back to me and stroked himself. "I like her aggressiveness. Too bad you're so timid. It was you I was hoping to get in my bed tonight."
"That so?" I stiffened as he walked toward me and stopped just in front of me, naked and fully confident in appearance.
He reached out and pressed his hand to the wall beside me as he leaned in farther and brushed the tip of his nose by my cheek.
"Touch me, Alexis. I know you want to. I can smell your arousal from across the room. It's driving me fucking crazy."
"Fuck," I whispered and closed my eyes. Was I doing this? I wanted to so damn bad, but being at the first conference for a new job left me locked in indecision. What if he was with my company? I didn't know everyone.
"Touch me. Now." He nipped at my ear.
"I'm not interested." I turned my face a little and brushed my nose by his. It would be easy to get lost in his desire. He was by far the best looking man at the conference and had a body I once would have given my soul to ride all night.
"You're a liar, but a beautiful one." He gripped my chin tightly and leaned in, pressing me to the wall. The thickness of his arousal pressed into my belly and left me panting softly. My obsession with boys with big toys forced me to reach up and grab his hips.
"I'm not fucking you." I lifted to my toes and pressed my lips to his as a low grown escaped me. I hadn't been with anyone for three months as the last time left me feeling a little more than slutty. Heather and her orgies.
"Maybe not tonight, but let's make sure your little pussy salivates every time you think about me as a punishment." He kissed me again and gripped the sides of my tight black dress, tugging it up over my hips and gripping the back of my legs. "So beautiful. Exquisite even."
"You talk too much." I smiled and wrapped my arms around his thick neck as he picked me up and pressed me to the wall, rolling his hips and brushing the length of his cock down my center.
"Sloppy wet, Alexis." He glanced up at me and brushed my hair back as he rolled his hips again, using the head of his cock to force my drenched panties out of the way. The pressure he created as he rimmed my opening was ecstasy.
"I love sex," I whispered and closed my eyes, pressing down a little as my panting grew louder. Every part of me came alive with need and leaving the room without forcing him deep inside of me seemed to be a tragedy I couldn't let happen.
He gripped the sides of my ass and ran his finger just under my G-string to play with me teasingly. "I bet you do. You seem so confident and in control of yourself, standing over here like a cosmic judge of lust."
I chuckled and pressed down farther as my body screamed in protest. He was too big. The very idea of finding someone too big left my thighs tightening around him and a groan rolling off my tongue.
"I can't do this. Let me down." I tightened my grip on his neck and pulled up as I pressed my lips to his again and opened my mouth instead, letting him in just a little.
"You already are." He moaned, pressed his tongue deep into my mouth and pulled my hips down to force the meaty tip of his cock inside of me. It was enough with my heightened sense of desire to throw me over the edge.
I groaned and sucked on his touch in slow, hard pulls like I would his dick if he'd pulled me toward him instead of Heather moments earlier. My body contracted tightly, pulsing as electricity ran through the center of my stomach.
His grip on my ass tightened painfully as he popped himself in and out of my wetness.
"Just the tip?" He pulled back and locked gazes with me. "No. I want more. Open up and let me in deeper. You're so fucking tense."
"No." I panted and rolled my hips, trying to ride the last moments of my orgasm as he pressed forward, forcing more of himself inside of me. I wanted him in my mouth, deep inside my pussy, forcing himself into my ass. All over me. Drowning me with the scent of his lust, the stain of his power.
Pleasure shot through the center of my stomach and I could see myself giving him anything he wanted to keep bringing me over the edge. I had no doubt that he could do amazing things given the time and proper control.
"It's so cute how hard you're trying to hold back." He slid one of his hands up to cup my breast and leaned down to tug at my nipple through my clothes as he forced another inch inside of me.
I cried out and pressed down, wanting to so badly to experience the pleasure I knew waited for me when he hit home. "More."
"Yeah, more, baby." He moved up and pressed his mouth to the side of my neck and he pulled out and pressed me tightly to the wall. "Go get on the bed and let me open you up, Alexis. You have no idea what your tight little body is capable of. Let me show you."
I slid down the front of his thick chest and reached out to stroke him once as the door behind him opened. Heather.
Fuck. I'd forgotten all about Heather.
"Sorry guys. I really feel like shit. I need to go." She stumbled around the bed toward us.
I slid my hand down his shaft and cupped his heavy sack as I coveted what he was capable of. "Another time."
"No. Go help her and come back to me." He reached out and gripped the back of my neck tightly, pulling me flush against him. "I'm not done with you."
"You would never be done with me." I lifted to my toes, pressing against his hold, and nipped at his lips before pulling away. "Besides, I'm not this girl anymore."
I tugged my dress down and wrapped my arms around Heather.
"I think you are still very much that girl, and I'll tell you from personal experience that if you keep denying her... she's gonna get pissed. Good luck when she does." He chuckled and turned, walking to the bed and crawling into it.
I paused to watch him as Heather opened the door, apologizing over and over again. The perfect curve of his ass was only accented by the ropes of muscles on his back and legs. I'd never had the chance to fuck such a hot guy, nor would I again.
I closed the door behind us and ignored the ache between my legs to turn around and spend the rest of the night losing myself in him. It took every ounce of control inside of me to be the bigger person. The good girl.
The responsible adult.
