Serve His Needs - Encounter (5 page)

When she looked up to meet eyes with Alexander, he was already staring at her.

It seemed that was all he could do.

From the restaurant to the back of the limo…

“Oh Mandy,” Alexander said, “this is the best choice I’ve made in a long time.”

Amanda found her breath and her mind long enough to say, “This is the best choice I’ve ever made in my life.”

Alexander smiled and came forward, placing his lips to her neck.  He kissed her a few times, sending her wetness dripping onto him.  Her body tensed and her legs tried to fight Alexander’s strength, wishing he’d slip or just let go and let his hard shaft dig deep into her blooming flower. 

She wanted him to reach orgasmic depths that would take her breath away.  She wanted him to just plain old fuck her senseless.

Instead, Alexander continued to kiss her neck, savoring her skin, offering small flicks of his tongue.  Each flick made her body churn.  Her body lusted with heat and the urge to orgasm started to take control.  She moaned uncontrollably, sometimes crying out, her nails digging into Alexander’s shoulders.  She found herself pulling on his shoulders, trying to leverage her body so she could break Alexander’s hold on her ass and let him have her.

He kissed up to her ear and whispered, “Soon…”

With that, Amanda felt her body almost go limp.  She leaned forward and put her head down, her face rubbing in Alexander’s dark, thick hair.  He smelled like a powerful man, and that’s just what he was in so many ways. 

His tongue ventured down her neck to where her shirt began and she wished she were completely naked.

Alexander nibbled at her shirt, playfully, and then pulled back and looked to Amanda.

He didn’t need to say a word and she knew he was going to fuck her.

She felt herself lowering and when she felt the first touch of his penis, that well defined tip that could spread and rub her walls in a way she never knew, she groaned and threw her head back. 

Alexander leaned forward again and with the tip of his tongue, he licked her throat, tickling and pleasing her at the same time.  As his tongue curled up just under her chin, he loosened his grip on Amanda some more and he entered her.

She cried out as he opened her, welcoming him inside.

From there, Alexander wasted no time making himself at home in Amanda’s warm, wet cave.  He lowered her the rest of the way on his erection.  His hands then moved up to her lower back and he squeezed her tight.

“You’re perfect,” he whispered, his warm breathing spreading around her neck, choking her with delight.

He then began to thrust, lifting Amanda’s body up as he did so.  He reached wet flesh inside her that she only thought existed in fantasies.  Her pussy clenched tight around his shaft as another orgasm began to rush through her body.  She gasped for air and brought her head forward and looked to Alexander with her mouth open, knowing her face looked desperate.

It was the exact look that Alexander had been hoping to see from Amanda, one that made him smile and one that made him grunt as he thrust into her as hard as he could.

His hands started to guide Amanda, pumping her front to back on his penis, forcing more tightness around him.  She adjusted herself, getting her balance on the seat of the limo, and she began to fuck him.

She began to fuck Alexander Porter.

The thought alone could make Amanda come.

As she moved up on his shaft he pulled down, and when she moved down he thrust up.  They were synced in an erotic motion that included heavy breathing, loud noises from Amanda, subtle grunts from Alexander, and the overwhelming wet sound that grew as their sex intensified. 

Alexander’s hands slid back down to Amanda’s ass and he cupped her again.  He lifted her and held her in place, her warmth throbbing hard against his shaft.  Her hands were on the sides of his neck, her thumbs touching his stubble.

“It’s so good,” she said.

“Yes, yes it is,” Alexander replied.

He held Amanda in place as he moved in and out of her.  He fucked her as hard as he could, bringing her dreams and fantasies crashing to a pleasure filled reality.  Amanda could feel the definition of Alexander’s erection.  As he moved faster and with aggression, she could feel him engorging, his body readying for his own climax.

“Yes,” she whispered.  “Yes…”

Amanda fought against Alexander’s strong hold on her as she began to grind her sweet spot, moving front to back and in circles, anything to increase the pressure on his wonderful erection.  She wanted to feel him come inside her.  She wanted him to fill her with his lust…

Alexander moved one of his hands in a hurry from Amanda’s ass up to her cheek, holding her face steady, staring at him.  He grunted as she came down on his cock and quickly started to match his speed.  Their motions grew loud and fast again and this time it was Alexander’s turn to finish…

When the rush of heat came though his penis, his entire body tightened.  Amanda could feel the thickness of his leg muscles as she bounced on him the last few times.  He put his hand to her lower back again and held her tight against his body.  The grip on her cheek increased, almost to the point of pain.  He lifted himself up, lifting Amanda too, and she continued to move herself, working her throbbing warmth on his penis until he started to come.

As he came, the rush from his body was so intense that Amanda felt her body coming again too.  She couldn’t control herself.  She had never experienced multiple orgasms at once before.  The rush, climax, collapse, and rush again was like nothing she knew.  That was only topped by the filling pressure of Alexander as he continued to release deep within her, holding her down on his erection and thrusting up.  When he finally finished, he put his other hand to her face, his throbbing erection still inside of her.  Each time he throbbed, Amanda throbbed.

“You’re something special,” he said.  “Something I can control, something I can have.”

He came forward and put his lips to Amanda’s.  She kissed him first and offered her tongue first – just what Alexander wanted.  They kissed for a few seconds before Amanda said, “I want more…”

Alexander said, “Of course you do.  You’ll have more.  At home.”

“Home?”

“You’re coming home with me tonight, and maybe for a long time.”

That sounded like a hell of a plan, especially considering Alexander was still inside of Amanda.

“Well, we better get home soon,” Amanda said.  “I can’t hold back…”

Alexander smiled and let go of Amanda’s face.  His hands went back down to her ass and he lifted her off himself, leaving Amanda gasping for air and moaning. 

“Better get dressed,” Alexander said.

“Are we
home
?” Amanda asked reaching for her pants and panties.

Alexander stretched his arms out again, leaving his pants at his ankles, his pleasured penis shining with Amanda’s wetness.  He smiled and looked at Amanda with that lust filled look again.  “Oh Mandy… we’ve been home for twenty minutes… I just couldn’t help having you in the limo first.”

Alexander fixed his pants as Amanda sat in her original spot, at the door, in shock.  She hadn’t noticed the limo stopped moving and she couldn’t fully digest what just occurred.  Her panties were a warm mess of sex and her body still wasn’t finished.  In those rare times when she had sex with another man, she would barely reach orgasm – just enough to make her body tingle – and that would be it.  Even pleasuring herself achieve the same basic results.

But this, this wild heat within and the way her body felt, this was something new.  Something powerful. 

“Ready?” Alexander asked as he scooped up his tie.

“Yes,” Amanda said.

Alexander knocked on the window and the door opened a second later.  Amanda looked at Alexander in disbelief.  How long had Jeffrey, the driver, been standing there?  Had he heard anything?  Seen anything?

“Remember what I said,” Alexander whispered as he motioned for Amanda to exit first.  “No sight and no sound…”

That didn’t reassure Amanda all that much as she moved from the limo.  Jeffrey looked at her and smiled. 

Was he smiling because it was part of his job?  Or was he smiling because the fringe benefits of his job included listening to Alexander Porter fuck women in the limo?

Alexander came from the limo, put a hand around Amanda’s waist, and started to walk.  He could not wait either.

Amanda looked up to the amazing structure she stood before.  It was dark thanks to the night but along the side of Alexander’s mansion there were blue flood lights in the ground that climbed up a portion of the stone house.  From what Amanda could see, the place looked endless.  It was expected for a billionaire and it probably was one of many properties he owned.

“I bought this condo because of the side door,” Alexander said as he walked Amanda along the stone driveway.

Condos.

The place wasn’t a mansion, it was a community of condos.

“Oh, I thought this was your house,” Amanda said. 

Alexander laughed.  He opened the door and turned a gold knob, pushing the main door open.  Lights turned on automatically, flooding across a beautifully finished basement and bar.

“This is my house,” Alexander said.  “And the others too… I own the complex.”

Amanda stepped into the condo and thought,
of course you do.

Alexander gave Amanda a quick tour of the three story condo, from the basement to the bedroom and everything in between.  The place had to be easily ten times the size of her cramped apartment.  There was throughout the first floor marble tile, stainless steel appliances, and a sexy charm that would let anyone know exactly who lived in the condo.  It had the faint scent of Alexander’s cologne and body.  The place could have been brand new, never lived in or used before.

“This is just a place to crash sometimes,” Alexander said.  “I usually stay based on where the business day ends.”

“How many places do you own?” Amanda asked.

“Enough,” he replied and winked. 

Amanda stood in the middle of the large kitchen, comparing it to see how big it was to her entire apartment, visualizing it.  The thought left Amanda in awe but made her feel poor and useless.  She started to frown when Alexander pushed himself from the counter, stepping towards her, his shoes calling out with each step. 

His hands went to her hips and he pulled her in, pressing against her.

Amanda could feel his penis.  Even mostly flaccid, it still had power and size.  Her body ached again and she became moist.

“Mandy,” Alexander whispered.  “Do you know why I brought you here?”

Amanda shook her head. 

“To find out just how much you desire,” he said.  “To see how far you will go, for me… for yourself…”

Amanda leaned into Alexander, her hands touching his back, feeling the soft ripples of his relaxed muscles.  She thought about those muscles and just a short while ago, they weren’t relaxed at all… they were tight, working, as he pumped himself in and out her, in the back of the limo.

Amanda let out a breath and found herself on her toes, kissing Alexander’s neck.

He hadn’t even told her to do so…

She kissed down his neck until she reached his shirt.

No problem there.

Amanda brought her hands up and looked into Alexander’s eyes.  His look flooded her body with heat again.  She was overcome with passion and the urge to please Alexander in any way she could.  More so, she wanted to taste his body, taste him. 
All of him.

She unbuttoned his shirt one button at a time, revealing that Alexander Porter didn’t wear a shirt under his button down shirt.  It was nothing but smooth, muscular skin. 

With only two buttons left on his shirt, Amanda spread her hand across his stomach and slid up, appreciating the strong ripples of his body, up to his neck.  Then she used her nails on the way back down, leaving faint red scratches down his chest and body.

“That’s it Mandy,” Alexander said.  “Let yourself go…”

Amanda moaned again as she quickly took care of the last two buttons.  She reached up to Alexander’s amazing shoulders and pushed the shirt off him, pulling it down his arms and off, finally.

His body was scorching.  Amanda couldn’t help herself as she let her fingers touch him again.  This time, however, as her hands came down, she lowered herself to her knees.  Her hands came to a stop at his belt and for the second time that night, she unhooked his belt and pants.

Alexander ran his fingers through her hair and nodded at her.

Taste me
, his eyes cried to her.

Amanda pulled on Alexander’s pants and boxer briefs, exposing him again.  This time, she was up close and personal, and she watched as his penis grew hard again.  She gripped him at the base of his shaft, holding him up towards her mouth.  She licked the bottom of his shaft, tasting his hard, dry skin.  At the tip, she rolled her tongue up and around to his sensitive part, teasing him for a second, before bringing her tongue back to the bottom of his shaft.  She came forward to let her lips touch and wrap around his thickness, forcing her mouth as far open as it needed to be to handle such a large object.  She slid down his erection slowly, offering small pumps with her hand on the base of his penis.  She savored the taste of his sex, his thickness edging its way deeper into her mouth, the way his body reacted, and the way his strong stomach moved up and down with heavier breaths.  The best part of it all was the way Alexander looked at Amanda, his eyes never showing signs of pleasure, never showing signs of giving up or letting her have control.  His hand remained tight on the back of her head, holding, telling Amanda that he was in control and with a single push or pull, he would control her oral movements. 

But Alexander didn’t, and that turned Amanda on even more.  She took it as a sense of trust, his way of letting her explore her own wild side, just using his erection to do so.

And that’s what Amanda did… she explored Alexander, and herself. 

After taking him as far as her delicate mouth could handle, Amanda pulled back and started again, increasing her speed.  Each time she took Alexander into her mouth she became more comfortable with his size and became more comfortable with pleasuring his eager sex.  As she sped up, Alexander thrust himself forward, working with her motion, easing her into a faster rhythm.  They worked together, but Amanda knew that Alexander was calling the shots.  If she dared to slow, his hand would press on the back of her head, making her go fast again.  If she tried to pull him completely from her mouth, he would come forward with force, ramming himself into her mouth.  His eyes were intent and focused but she knew he felt pleasure.  She knew it because while his face could be stone and his eyes could be intimidating, he was, after all, a man, and his body let her know she was doing the right thing at the right pace.