Diary of a Wanted Woman (7 page)

I powered through my desire.

“I was thinking stainless steel appliances throughout the kitchen. This back splash pattern right here would go perfect with that theme.”

I handed him the patterns that I was referring to and he looked them over. He sat them down on the table.

“I have a better idea,” he said standing. “Why don’t we talk while we tour the house?
 
I want you to see the entire house up close and personal.”

I didn’t like the seductive way he said those words but I agreed that it would help to see the entire house in person. That way I could point some things out along the way.

He held his hand out to me and I stood adjusting my skirt and shirt. I followed him out of the family room and into the kitchen and then out into the living room.

Throughout the tour he was very touchy feely. His hand would graze my shoulder or my waist. He continued to compliment me casually caressing me in very intimate places.

Through it all I tried to ignore him and keep it professional on my part. It was very difficult when we entered one of the upstairs bedrooms.

He was standing so close to me and I felt his hand on my waist.

“You smell so good,” he said.

I ignored him and walked away to the next room. I could tell he was getting very annoyed with me. He just couldn’t take my ignoring his advances.

On our way to another room he grabbed me and pulled me up against his body.

“You are so fucking sexy,” he said with his hand on my ass.

I pushed him off me.

“Can we finish the tour please?” I said with a smile.

 
I began to tell him about my plan for the bathroom we had just entered when he folded his arms across his chest and leaned against the doorframe.

“Are you a lesbian?” he asked.

I turned and looked at him. I thought he was joking until I could see the seriousness in his gaze. He was trying to figure me out.

I laughed.

“No, I am not a lesbian.”

“Then help me understand how you can turn ME down.”

He seemed really arrogant and confident that no woman could find him unattractive. I smiled to myself because I knew I was struggling to keep my hands off him. I guess he had a reason to be arrogant. I could not guess that any woman could tell him no.

“Look, I am here to work. I do not want to mix business with pleasure.”

At least I’m trying not to in this case,
I thought to myself.

He smiled grabbing my hand.

“Come with me, I have one more room to show you.”

Reluctantly I followed him down the hall and around the corner to a set of double doors. I watched as he opened one of the doors and motioned for me to enter.

I entered the master bedroom and was immediately impressed. The room was beautifully decorated in white and black furniture. The furniture was large and very ornate.

In the center of the room was a mahogany canopy bed covered in white sheets and big fluffy pillows. It was masculine and feminine all at the same time.

“It’s beautiful isn’t it?”

I smiled.

“Yes, it’s amazing. I love it. It is not something that I would suspect someone like you would like.”

He laughed.

“Why is that?”

I walked further into the room admiring his work. I ran my fingers across the wood on the frame of the bed.

“Well, you never suspect a single bachelor could create a room so whimsical and so magical.”

He came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist. He bent his head down and kissed me on the neck.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

His touch felt so amazing and gentle.

“I’m seducing you,” he responded continuing to hold me and place gentle kisses on me.

The room and the man turned me on so much. I knew that if I didn’t leave now I would be caught up in the moment without looking back.

He led me over to the bed and encouraged me to sit down. I sat down on the soft and plush bed and he bent down in front of me.

“We shouldn’t do this,” I said as he began to push my skirt up past my thighs to my waist.

“I don’t do what I should do. I do what I want,” he retorted.

“And I wanted you the moment I saw you.”

I bet
, I thought. Being a young millionaire gives you the option of getting what you want when you want it.

His eyes were full of intensity and his voice was no longer gentle. It was rough and impatient. When my skirt was pushed all the way up, he forcefully pulled down my panties. He tossed them over his shoulder.

“Lay back,” he ordered.

I obeyed lying back on the bed. He pushed my legs up. Then without warning I felt his tongue plunge into my wet pussy.

“Oh!” I moaned.

He knew how to eat pussy. He worked his tongue in and out of my hole fucking me with it. Then he moved to my clit teasing me and then nipping at it with his teeth sending shots of pain and pleasure throughout my body.

“You like that?” he asked not really expecting an answer.

That was good because I probably could not give him one. I was lost in the pleasure.

He moved back and placed a finger in my pussy. It slid right inside. I was so wet I was sure anything could slide in there.

He was thinking the same thing.

“I wonder how many fingers I can get in this juicy pussy of yours,” he said as he pushed two more fingers inside of me.

He continued to fuck me with three fingers. I knew that three fingers were a little tight and I could feel my pussy stretching to accommodate them. He searched and searched inside of me until he found my g-spot. At that second I cried out.

“There it is!” he said laughing.

He then began to push another finger inside of me. I cried out with pain and pleasure. I was so tight and his fingers inside of me were stretching me wide. Suddenly he pulled his fingers out and stood up. Leaning over me he held them out to me.

“I want to watch you taste yourself.”

He pressed his fingers to my lips.

“Go on. Lick your pussy juice off my fingers.”

I slowly and seductively began to lick my juice from his fingers.

“That’s it. Lick it all off.”

When I had licked his fingers clean to his satisfaction he instructed me to get on my knees. I knew what he wanted when he pulled down his pants and his boxers.

What he presented to me had me a little weak kneed. His large thick black dick was standing at attention waiting for me to warm it with my mouth.

“I don’t have to tell you what I want.”

I didn’t say a word. I got down on my knees in front of him and opened my mouth urging him to fill it.

Forcefully he shoved his dick inside my warm and moist mouth. I was so wet I could feel myself leaking all over my thighs and my legs.

I sucked his cock and let him fuck my mouth. He instinctively grabbed my head taking in fistfuls of my hair. He let me suck him for a while and then he took over. He began to fuck my face hard moaning and grunting at the same time. I became just a mouth as he shoved his large dick in and out.

At one point he shoved his dick so far in my mouth I gagged hard afraid that I was going to vomit up my breakfast.

He didn’t seem to care. He continued to fuck my face hard and furiously. I thought he was going to come hard in my mouth, but then he stopped. He jerked my head back and pulled his dick out and began to stroke it.

“Lay your sexy ass across my bed. I want your ass in the air.”

I climbed onto the large bed. I got on all fours and propped my ass up in the air.

Immediately I felt a hard and painful slap on my ass. It made me jerk forward as I fell face first into the fluffy comforter.

“You’re been a bad girl today,” he said smacking me across the ass again.

“Mixing work with pleasure. Bad girl!” he said smacking me one more time.

The last slap grazed my pussy and my body shuddered with pain.

I had never been spanked before and though it hurt; it turned me on to be so mistreated. He began to just smack me non-stop. It hurt so bad that eventually it turned into this pleasure that took my breath away.

He climbed on me while I lay on the bed. He tangled his fingers into my hair and yanked my head back. I felt a sharp pain in my neck.

“You are going to be so much fun to play with.”

I wasn’t sure what he was talking about. I just knew that for someone I just met, he had a power over me like no one else had.

He had to. He had me breaking my promise to David and Stacey.

He let my hair go and I heard him fumbling with a wrapper and knew it was a condom. I waited patiently for him to fill me.

Suddenly, he entered me and his four fingers were no match for his large big dick. I gripped the comforter in my hands and held on as he fucked me without mercy smacking my ass occasionally as he saw fit. He didn’t care how much pain he was causing me.

He was working my g-spot and I knew I would not be able to hold on much longer. He continued to slap me on the ass as he pounded me. I was right as I came hard with his dick buried deep inside of me.

He was far from done. He continued to pound me and smack my ass. He was going at me never faltering in strokes. He reached up and placed his hand around my neck and squeezed a little as he pounded me.

Finally he came hard still pounding away. When his orgasm subsided he laid next to me on the bed. I turned and looked over at him and he smiled.

“Jonas was right. Your pussy is good!”

David warned me Jonas had a big mouth.

“I only intended to fuck you but now…I have plans for you.”

I looked at him.

“You have plans for me?”

He smiled.

“I saw how much you responded to the pain I inflicted on you. You loved it. I have been looking for a woman like you.”

I was perplexed but it turned me on to hear someone tell me that I was someone they have been looking for. It made me interested.

“What do you have planned?”

He rolled over and with his large chocolate hand he slapped me on the ass again. It was so hard it made me cry out but not just with pain but with pleasure.

It was scary for a second.

“That’s the shit I’m talking about. You’re making my dick hard again,” he said stroking himself.

I was so turned on I could not see straight. I had never met someone like him before. Just one time and I was addicted to the type of sex he gave. He was everything I wanted in a lover.