She doesn’t know it but I’ve done my homework on my love. The first day I saw her, I created a file and sent it to my head of security as top priority and strictly confidential. I wanted the name of every man who had ever touched so much as her hand. Surprisingly—and thankfully—it turned out she was untouched. I really would have hated to murder someone because they had seen her beautiful body. I can’t even begin to think about what I would have done to someone who had actually touched it.
“Who is she?”
It’s cute she thinks there’s someone else I would call ‘baby’. She’s the only woman occupying my thoughts, my heart, and my life since we met. Every woman I saw before her, I’ve already forgotten, and every woman she saw me with since she came into my life was merely a ploy to bring out her crazy. Not that there have been many in my life. I have an obsessive personality. I go after what I want. it may be extreme but it’s gotten me everything I’ve ever wanted in life, from my education to my successful career, but never has the obsession lingered on a woman until her. It was the first time I ever felt a need to really have one for my own.
I love how obsessed she got, and how her stalking got progressively more intense. It made me feel better about the nights I followed her home and watched her sleep. Seeing her lose her mind with jealousy only made me harder when I jerked off in the back seat of her car.
Oh yes, I did that quite a few times actually. I’d make up fake appointments and slip out to hide in the back seat of her car while she followed my driver around the city, trying to see what I was up to. She has an SUV, so I would wear all black and duck down on the back floorboard, jerking off to the sounds of her frustrations at not knowing where I was. There’s so much cum on the back seat of her car, I’m not even ashamed. I wanted her to smell me every time she got in, and I wanted her to think of me, even if she wasn’t doing it consciously.
“Who is ‘who’?” I bait her, loving getting her worked up over me.
“The woman you just got hard for!”
She’s shouting now, and I try not to laugh. God, this is making me harder.
“See? You’re getting harder because I mentioned her.”
“Baby, you’re the only person here.”
God, I love her. She’s so worked up.
“Stop calling me that.”
“Calling you what, baby?” I smile a little at her. Her eyebrows are furrowed and she’s acting like a wet kitten. Speaking of, I can’t wait to eat that pussy. I lick my lips and look down at it, then back up at her.
“You think this is funny? You thought I was another woman! Fine, you want to play games? We’ll play games, Archer.”
She straddles me and takes my cock in her hands.
“Easy there, love, I need that.”
At my words, the anger in her eyes eases a bit, and I know she likes hearing me say it.
“I don’t think you’ll need it after tonight, because I’ll be gone after that. But you’re right. Tonight we do need it. This cock is going to bind us together forever, whether you want me or not.”
Anger boils inside me at her words. Why would she ever leave me? I would never ever let her go. She’s mine until the end of eternity, the thought of her not being here has me seeing red.
“And what the fuck does that mean?”
She strokes my cock a few times. The goddamn thing has a mind of its own, leaking a few drops of cum. She leans down and licks it up with her tongue, and then sucks at the hole as if she’s trying to get more. If she isn't careful, she is going to get a mouthful.
“Answer the fucking question, Valentina,” I grit out, trying not to cum.
Instead of answering me, she leans back, showing me her perfect pussy, spreading her puffy lips so I can see her clit. Fuck, I’m too hard. I should have jerked off before I got into bed. I can’t do anything but look at her beautiful cunt and wish I was tasting it.
“Stop avoiding my question,” I growl, as more cum leaks from my cock.
“Stop that!” she snaps. “Stop wasting your cum. We already wasted too much with the drop I took. The rest has to go inside me.”
She pleading now, and I know what she wants.
“Inside your pussy, Valentina? Is that where you want it?” I feel like I’ve got a bargaining chip now. She wants my seed in her, and I’ll get what I want before I give it to her.
“Yes,” she says, rubbing her hard clit.
“Tell me what you meant and maybe I’ll give it to you.”
“You don’t have to give it to me. I’ll be taking your cum all on my own. You’ll give me every single drop, and there’s nothing you can do about it. Each time you cum inside me, I’ll climb off you and suck your cock until it’s hard, and then ride you again. We’ll do this until I can’t do it anymore.”