Chapter 3

Will we?" she asked, still feeling his cock was hard and knew he was going to go again. "Fuck me again, harder this time."

"You really are a horny bitch, I like it."

When they were finally done she asks to use his office bathroom to clean up. Tucking her ripped bra into her purse she gets dressed. Going back into the office he was sitting behind his desk, looking as though nothing had happened.

"Sit down Miss Sanders."

She did, wondering what he wanted now.

"I have a proposition for you."

"What would that be?" she asked as she did her hair back up into a bun.

"Be my fuck buddy."

"Mr. Carter, I don't want to be rude but to be honest I don't like you very much. You're arrogant, a pompous ass so why would I want to be any sort of buddy with you?"

He chuckled. "I don't like you either but we fuck good together. You're a lot like me in the stamina department and you seem to enjoy sex as much if not more than I do. I've never been able to find a woman that could keep up with me. We wouldn't be going on dates, I don't want you as a girlfriend. There will never be anything between us other than sex."

"So how will this fuck buddy work?"

"When I want sex, you will come to me and give yourself willingly. I will make it worthwhile for both of us." He hands her a slip of paper with an address on it. "This is where you are to come when I call you."

She looks at the address. "This is a pretty swanky place, is it your home?"

"Yes. So what do you say?"

She looks at him. "Just fuck buddies, we don't have to be friends or even like each other?" The thought of just pure raw sex was appealing, with no strings or feelings towards each other this would be perfect. He was super hot looking and good at fucking. She nods. "Alright, I'll be your fuck buddy. I need to go now."

"Lets exchange numbers," he said, writing down his number. A wicked smirk crossed his lips. "I just know you and I are going to be really good at being bad."

She hands him hers. "One question, maybe two. "What say I am the one who wants a piece of ass, am I allowed to call you. Also, are we restricted to just each other or can we see other people?"

"I would prefer if we only have sex with each other while we're in this arrangement. We are free to go out with others as long as sex is off the table. To answer your other question if you are in need then you may call me. If I'm available I'll satisfy you."

"Okay, well I'll be seeing you," she said, walking towards the door. "If you're available," she scoffed and went to walk out.

"Miss Sanders, just remember I'm in charge here not you".

"Ass," she muttered quietly under her breath when she left his office.

Two days later she received a call from him, this time he called her by her first name.

Lacey, I want your pussy now. How soon can you get over here?"

She was just getting ready to put on her nightgown and watch a movie. "I can be there in two hours."

"Not good enough. I'll have a car pick you up in half an hour."

She was pissed at his demands. "I need to shower first," she snapped back at him.

"Fine," he growled over the phone. "The car will be there to pick you up in an hour, don't keep me waiting. I need a good fuck and I need it now."

She held the phone from her ear when he slammed his down, making a loud noise. She quickly showered and changed and got downstairs just as the car pulled up, the driver got out to open her door.

Reaching his apartment door she knocked and had to wait, knocking again. He finally opened it and she saw he was wearing just a towel around his waist. Drops of water trickled from his hair onto his chest and wanted to lick them off him.

"Good you're here," he said pulling her inside and shutting the door. He pushed her up against the wall, his hand going up her dress and between her legs, pushing her panties over to the side so that he could stroke her clit with his fingers.

"You're so fucking wet already, I like that," he said, his mouth going to her with desire and hunger.

She gasped loudly when he pulled her dress up over her head, removing her the bra and sliding her panties down. She tore off his towel and took a hold of his cock, moving her hand slowly up and down his shaft. Then she felt his hands going to her ass and he lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist as he entered her. She closed her eyes as he started thrusting hard, going so deep she thought she was going to split open. "Wait, condom," she moaned.

"Fuck," he swore angrily and pulled out, setting her on to her feet. Taking her hand he rushed her to the bedroom and tossed her like a piece of meat onto the bed. He grabbed a condom from the drawer and put it on, looking at her as he did so. "Open your legs and let me see how wet you are."

She did, watching his cock move up and down.

"Shit, you are so beautiful and have a great body." He got on top of her, his mouth claiming hers as he caressed her breasts, the nipples so hard against his thumb. Tell me what you want."

"You," she said, her breathing so hard it made her chest hurt.

"Not good enough," he said, sliding himself inside her. "Tell me what you want me to do to you."

"I want you to fuck me, make me come and scream your name. I want to feel that big cock of yours inside me."

"Oh yeah, now we're talking." He started thrusting hard, his mouth going to her neck he sucked, knowing he had broken the skin. He felt her muscles clenching around his cock, she felt so hot, her wetness dripping down him. Grabbing her hands he pinned them above her head, his hips moving up and down, side to side as her scream for him to take her rang loudly in his ears. He was close and knowing she was too moved faster and they both came together. He too let out a moan and kissing her lips as he pulled out and over onto his side.

They stayed still for a while, but she was just getting warmed up.