There was silence on the other end. She could almost see the glares shooting at the phone.
“Fine. Next time when you go home with a strange guy that we all haven’t met and you’re axe-murdered, don’t come blaming me,” Connie said.
“No problem.”
“So, the friend arguing is complete. Tell us the gory details. Does he have a hairy back? Does he have a big cock?” Ashley asked.
More mutters and the sound of a slap came over the phone.
“I’m not giving you too many details. Let’s just say he knows what to do with himself. He’s forty years old, and he knows how to make a woman scream.” She smiled remembering the way he worked her body.
There was a mirror by the drawer unit, and she gazed at her reflection. Her lips were swollen, and red marks covered her neck and chest. She opened the robe, exposing her body to the mirror. Her tits were red, the nipples swollen. She was a woman who looked well fucked.
“It was perfect,” she said.
Julian appeared behind her, his arms covering hers where she held the front of the robe open. He removed the robe in one quick movement.
“That’s better,” he said.
“Is that him?” Ashley asked. Heather gave a hum of conformation and approval. “He sounds fucking hot.”
He nibbled her neck cupping her breasts in his hands. She closed her eyes enjoying the feel of him pulling her away from the mirror and leading her back upstairs.
“Can I have this?” he asked. He took the phone from her fingers. His other hand tweaked her nipples between a finger and thumb. They were on the stairs on the way back up to his bedroom. “I know this is Heather’s friends. I’m about to take her and fuck her silly. She’ll call you in the morning, and she’s perfectly safe with me.” He pressed the phone to her ear. “Say goodnight.”
“Goodnight.”
“Wait, he’s so fucking hot. You’re a lucky woman.” The phone cut out on whatever Ashley was going to say.
He lifted her in his arms. “I want you again, Heather.”
She shivered but held on as he took her to his bedroom.
Heather had no idea what the future held. All she knew was being with Julian was the best thing to happen to her.
Chapter Ten
The following morning Julian woke her at six in the morning. Heather pushed him away not wanting to be disturbed from her glorious dream.
“It’s time to get up, sleepy-head,” he said.
She turned away shaking her head. “No, I don’t.”
“I don’t mind walking into work with you in the same clothes you had on yesterday, but you promised me to not let them know you’re sleeping with the boss.” He pulled some hair off her shoulder, exposing her neck, and then began kissing the tender flesh. She melted under his touch, her body turning to jelly in a matter of seconds.
“As the boss you could always give me the day off and take a day yourself,” she said.
“Business comes first, baby.” He yanked the cover off her. The cold air hit her naked skin making her gasp.
“This isn’t fair.”
He slapped her ass which caused her to yelp.
“Will you stop spanking my ass?” she asked, shooting a glare at him.
“It’s such a spankable ass.” Julian spanked her ass a second time. She jumped up out of bed, her ass stinging from his slaps. For the first time she wasn’t feeling self-conscious about her weight.
“Well, I got you out of bed.”
“Yeah, and I’m not in a good mood.” She folded her arms under her breasts, her entire body tense.
He walked up to her. She didn’t like the way his eyes were on her. He looked like a predator about to pounce on his prey.
“I can change your mood.”
“No, you can’t. Strong coffee and more sleep can change my mood.” She glanced away from him for a split second, and that was all it took for him to take her. He wrapped her up in his arms, swinging her around on the bed. Heather squealed, shocked, then giggled as he tickled her.
She fought him, trying to get away from his touch.
“Stop,” she screamed.
Julian wouldn’t let up. She decided to fight fire with fire. Heather turned on him, her hands going to his ticklish spots. They moved from the bed around the room, chasing each other. They were fighting and laughing for what felt like ages. He pushed her against the wall with her hands behind her head. She was trapped with her back next to the wall and Julian pressed against her front. His cock thrust next to her belly. She felt the cum leaking out of the tip smear on her tummy.
“I want you again.” He bit her nipple, his teeth sinking into the flesh making her gasp.