RASHID by Theodora Taylor

Author:Theodora Taylor [Taylor, Theodora]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Rom Tell That

MIKA

The thing is, it was supposed to be a trick. Just a trick. I’d had a whole speech planned about respect, and how I wasn’t an object he could replace with another object for whatever price.

I’d imagined throwing the condom the half-black, half-Filipina escort had given me at him. Then leaving him there, shamed and humiliated, to think about what he’d done.

I wanted him to feel like I felt when I opened the door to that woman. Save for the dimples, she could have easily played the role of me if they decided to feature the nanny in the biopic of Holt Calson’s life.

But the way he’d looked up at me when I told him I’d volunteered to take her place. Hope and anguish shining in his eyes…while the outline of his long hard length strained against his grey sweatpants.

One moment I was standing above him, filled with righteous fury. And the next thing I knew I was in his lap, attacking his lips as I ground my pussy over his cock. My righteous anger morphing into one raging and desperate kiss.

After a moment of shock on his part, one hand fists in my hair and the other finds my breast. He doesn’t just kiss me back, he mauls my lips, his beard scraping across my skin, his teeth biting me at my lips whenever my tongue dares to retreat. His kiss burns…it hurts. It doesn’t feel like a kiss. I’m not the enemy, and neither is he. But it feels like we’re still fighting for domination, this time with our bodies and tongues.

I need to stop this madness. Climb off this crazy ride. But I can’t. I can’t stop. Or get enough. My grinding gives way to frustrated whimpers, as I try to get to more.

His hand falls out of my hair, and the tearing of fabric suddenly rents the air. It’s my romper, now ripped down the middle. He yanks at my bikini top, spilling my breasts into his hands.

Oh God, his hands…my pussy pulses when he pinches the nubs, then full-on throbs when he takes one globe into his mouth, his beard scraping the underside.

“Take me out and put the condom on,” he says after attending to both breasts.

The condom…for once, I don’t argue. I tear the package open, and pull him out. Oh God, his cock is so big in my hand. And it’s heavily veined. Like the dildo I’ve been dependent on here in Hawaii because I thought a vibrator would be too loud with Faizan next door. But unlike that big dick, this one is alive and throbbing.

And I guess Rashid’s not the only one who’s inappropriately desperate for sex. My hands are trembling so much I can’t get it on.

He only lets me fumble for a little bit, before snatching the condom from me and putting it on himself. Then his hand comes back to my hair, fisting around my locks and pulling as he says, “You will fuck me. Right here. In this chair.

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