"Baby, stop! I'm gonna come in your mouth … you don't want that … don't suck anymore."
Why should I stop? I wanted him to come in my mouth. Isn't that what all men do after a blowjob? Ignoring his plea I continued trying to swallow Louis' cock whole.
He belted out a loud curse, "Fucccck," before holding my head in place with both his hands. Louis jerked up and then started pumping his hot liquid into my mouth. The sounds he was making, and me riding his knee up and down made my sex squeeze so hard I started coming with him. He was still pumping into my mouth when I stopped clenching my pussy onto his knee. He let go of my head and I licked him clean.
"I'm never letting you go Emily, that was … God, what was that?" he wiped my mouth with his thumb. "I can't believe you never did that before. That was the best blowjob I've ever had."
He pulled me up so I could lie on top of him. I could still feel his semi-erect cock between us. I had my head on his chest. We were still both panting, trying to return our bodies to earth from somewhere in outer space. I could feel his heart racing in my ear. He was stroking my hair as we both drifted off to sleep. My last thought was a plea for all this to be real as Belinda Carlisle's song,
Heaven Is A Place On Earth
played in my dreams.
Salty but sweet...
I
t was around five o'clock when I finally came out of my post-orgasm coma. I was completely naked under the covers. I must've been so out of it I didn't even remember climbing under the sheets; I was deliciously depleted after my introduction to multiple orgasms with Louis Bruel. I felt around the dark bed to try and find my wonderful orgasm instructor but felt nothing. I was most definitely alone in bed and in the dark. I started to look around for my underwear and my discarded dress. I found none and panic started creeping in.
Where was Louis?
Why would he leave me alone in the dark?
I called out, "Louis." No answer, I tried a little louder, "Louis!" Still nothing. I grabbed the white sheet tousled around my naked body and covered myself before tippy toeing out of bed. I started making my way down the staircase to the fifth floor when I heard Louis' deep voice somewhere from above and tried to follow it and find him.
The sound of his voice was coming from what seemed to be a glass room on stilts. The glass cube was held from the ceiling by metal cables. It was hanging over a sunken floor with a fire pit in the middle. Round wooden benches surrounded the fire pit. Most people need to go to the beach or the woods to have a bonfire, not Louis Bruel; he can make s'mores right in his own living room in SoHo. A metal ladder led up to that glass cube. I gathered my resolve and started to climb the ladder. I heard voices I didn't recognize and almost fell down in panic. I waited and listened until I could make out Louis talking to someone on the speakerphone. The room, which I deduced was his office, didn't have a door. I peeked in as soon as I made my way up the ladder. I was greeted by his signature panty dropping, dimple showing, full teeth-baring smile. Louis was talking on the speakerphone and eating a Twizzler. He stretched out his hand and beckoned for me to come join him.
"Bernadette, thank you again for showing the property. I will make sure to be there when the client brings his wife back to see the house."
"No worries, Mr. Bruel, just doing our job."
"I'm in your debt."
"Any time, we know how busy you are in New York," the woman on the line said. Louis pulled me closer to stand by his side.
"Yeah, I had a very pressing matter come up this weekend. I'm still taking care of it actually," he said, raising his sexy eyebrows at me.
How could any woman resist him? Just his voice and words make me excited.
"I'm glad I was here in New York to handle the matter personally, but I have no doubt you and Peter did a great job showing the Villa."
"Again, any time; that's why we're here. Take care, Mr. Bruel. We'll keep you updated."
"Thank you, Bernadette. We'll be in touch."
He pressed a button to disconnect the call and pulled me into his naked lap. I took a bite of his Twizzler and we both laughed. I can't believe I wasn't embarrassed to sit on him while he was gloriously stitch-less. He lowered the sheet that I'd secured around my chest and ran his finger between and then under my breasts.
"How'd you sleep, little girl?"
God, every time he spoke, I'd get aroused.
"Very well, thank you. I didn't hear you get out of bed. Did you fall asleep, too?"
"I've never slept better in my life. How am I ever going to sleep without you stretched out by my side? I don't know … I'm getting slowly addicted to you, Emily Marcus."
His roaming fingers reached my stomach and he dipped his finger into my belly button and pulled on my small belly ring. He gasped out loud.
"How did I miss this?"
He lifted me off his lap, and sat me down in front of him on his desk, sheet-less and naked. He was trying to get a better look at my belly ring.
"Fuck me, Emily are you trying to kill me? I don't think my dick can handle any more from you. You are like my wet dream come to life. If I wake up and this was all a dream, I'll be ruined forever … but I'll come find you! If it's the last thing I do, I'll find you!"
He parted my legs and started to lower me back slowly down on his glass desk. I looked him up and down as he stood towering over me. It was undeniable that Louis approved of my belly ring and I approved of everything Louis. He was hard as a rock again. I could just imagine how good he would feel all the way inside me.
No!
I needed to stop teasing him like this. I knew that I wasn't ready to let him go all the way with me … we'd just met. We needed to stop before we reached the point of no return.
"Louis, we can't do this. You won't be able to hold back and I'm not strong enough to stop you either. I've never gone this far with anybody before. I'm scared."
He kissed me chastely on the lips and pulled me back up and into his arms.
"Okay, you're right, let's try to cool down. I'm being a shit host anyway. Let me feed you. What are you in the mood for?"
I nodded my gratitude and appreciation for the time-out.
"I'm thirsty; some water would be nice."
I still wasn't sure how I'd make it through the rest of the day with my virginity still intact. "Where did you put my clothes? I couldn't find them on the floor."
"I put them in my closet. I was hoping to keep you naked as long as I could."
He grinned and lowered his head to lick my belly button and pull on my small ring with his teeth. We both got down from his glass office. We were still fully naked as we got into the elevator to go to the kitchen. I lost my sheet somewhere between there and the office. God, he was huge everywhere. It was bright in the elevator and we were exploring each other shamelessly, one titillating body part at a time.
The kitchen took up the whole fourth floor. Every inch of space was covered in stainless steel. The space felt utilitarian; I felt like I was in a sci-fi movie. If I didn't know it was the kitchen, I would have thought it was a hi-tech operating room. He opened a huge metal door that proved to be his refrigerator and walked right into it and got us a few bottles of water. Louis then went back inside the refrigerator to get a pre-made cheese and grape platter.
"Louis, what happens now?" I asked him as he was setting our snacks down on the table. He looked at me, obviously not following my line of questioning.
"What happens now as in…?" he asked, slightly baffled.
I guess I needed to spell this out for him. So, I clarified. "What are we to each other after today? Are we going to start dating? Will you be dating other girls, I mean women, while you're seeing me? If you still want to see me after today, that is. Can I tell my parents and sister about you, about us? I'm an idiot. I'm way ahead of myself … I'll understand if this was just a one-time thing for you. Mike told me you don't like to be with only one girl or the same girl twice. I shouldn't have asked all that … I'm sorry … forget I said anything," I said all that in one breath. I was mortified when I looked up at him. Louis raised his eyebrow at me and popped a grape into his mouth.
Lucky grape
I thought.
"Emily, let's go through this slowly. I'm completely and madly obsessed with you, if you haven't noticed. I don't want to see or date any other women. I only want to see and date you right now. I certainly hope you don't want to see other men. I obviously want to be your lover … as in your first and only lover. I would be honored if you let me meet your parents. I can't wait to take you to meet my mom; she's going to love you! First thing tomorrow I promise to call Mike and let him know of my intentions toward his beautiful little sister-in-law … and I'd like you to move in with me tonight … any other questions?"
"Yeah, just one," I said, giggling. "Do all your women fall for this romantic stuff when you bring them to your lair?"
He took my arm and jerked me up off the stool and in between his legs. I was staring at the floor and at our bare feet when he cupped my face. He lifted my chin with his finger so I could look into his beautiful caramel colored eyes. "Besides my mom, and my housekeeper, you are the only woman who has ever seen my lair, little girl." He then kissed me. "And I've never asked a woman to move in with me. So, you'd be the first to fall for this romantic stuff."
I was shocked. I couldn't say anything. I was still trying to make up my mind if this was a head game for Louis to try and get me into his bed. Well, he'd already gotten me into his bed. So that's a moot point.
"In the past I've always brought my dates back to an apartment I keep on Park Avenue, never to my bed," Louis continued.
I was speechless; he had a
fuck pad!
Didn't he ask me to go to his apartment last night?
"Why did you bring me here and not your apartment?" I asked, not sure what answer would soothe me.
"It felt dirty to bring you there. I know in my gut that you're not just another woman I'm going to fuck. It's different with you. I don't want to just fuck you and never see you again … I want to fuck you indefinitely in my real bed and wake up with you still next to me in the morning."
Did I really captivate the attention of this gorgeous man?
I put my arms around him and kissed him slowly, starting at his neck and then his chin, making my way up to those soft talented lips of his. He hooked one hand under my knee, and then brought my leg over his thigh and then repeated the same move with my other leg having me sit sprawled out in his lap facing him. I could feel his growing erection pushing against my ass … I reached behind me and started playing with his now fully-grown cock. When I got to the base, I reached under and gave his balls a gentle squeeze that made him lean forward. He roughly grabbed one of my nipples with his teeth and bit down in retaliation. He got up from the stool we were sitting on. With his arms supporting my naked ass, he walked us back into the elevator pressing the B button. While I was holding on to him and nibbling his face I asked, "Where are we going now?"
"I have a surprise for you."
"Louis, this whole day has been bordering on fantasy. What else could you possibly have to show me?"
"Close your eyes and don't open them until I tell you to … promise?"
"Yes, I promise," I said, closing my eyes and resting my head on his shoulder. The elevator stopped and we exited into a place that felt very warm. The air had a salty ocean-like musky smell to it. Louis' every step and breath was echoing off the walls.
"Not yet baby, keep those beautiful eyes closed until I tell you to open."
I nodded my head and then felt us slowly descending a set of stairs. I could hear water lapping very close by. A few seconds later Louis lowered us both into what felt like a huge warm bath. I held him close from the initial unexpected water dip.
"Can I open my eyes now?"
"One more minute, baby. Not yet."
He kept his grip tight on me and walked us in deeper. I was now fully submerged in warm water all the way up to my shoulders.
"Open!" he commanded.
I opened my eyes to see us standing in the middle of an Olympic-sized pool. The place looked like a tropical oasis. The ceilings were all concave and covered in iridescent emerald tiles. The tiles merged seamlessly into the pool that filled up the entire floor—wall to wall. The pool smelled of ocean rather than chlorine. There were spots of bubbling jets all around us. I tried to convince my head that this was all real and in the basement of Louis Bruel's house in SoHo. I heard Louis saying something in my ear while holding me flush against him … I tried to clear my head and pay attention.
"I never asked you if you could swim, so I won't let you go, baby."
I looked around in utter shock.
"I can swim, I love to swim," I said as I kissed him, smiling. I was so excited I actually felt like the little girl that Louis kept referring to me as.
"It's beautiful, Louis. I can't believe you have this hiding down here. What else do you have here? A movie theater, bowling alley, a shooting range, maybe a golf course?"
Louis laughed, amused by my giddiness. He dipped his head all the way back in the water to wet his thick wavy hair. Then he ran his wet hands on my still dry hair as he said, "I'm happy you like this. I designed this pool myself. I had the mosaic brought in from an amazing little place in Italy. I should take you there—you'd love it. It's a small family owned factory on the outskirts of the city of Torino. They make each tile by hand. If you look at each one, it's a slightly different shade of green, but when they assemble the mosaic it takes on a life of its own. And to answer your question about what else I have: yes to the movie theater, yes to the bowling alley, no to the shooting range and definitely no to golf. I hate golf."
We swam around enjoying our surroundings. I showed off my diving skills. Louis then pulled me in for a kiss and whispered in my mouth, "After I deflower you and we finally have sex, I want to bring you down here and fuck you in the water. At the other end of the pool there is a beach, like entrance point, where the water is shallow for a few feet. I'm going to lay you down and shove my dick in that tight little pussy and fuck you until you come screaming my name."