His Games, Her Rules

DOMINIQUE

Robyn smiles as she pulls my head down to kiss me. As I respond to her kiss, I slowly walk forward and she walks backward and I press her against the opposite wall.

“I don’t have a condom,” I say, pulling away from her to look into her eyes.

“What?”

“You don’t expect me to be carrying condoms around, do you? Especially a day like today.”

“Well, no.” She rolls her eyes.

“I’m clean if that’s what you’re worried about.”

“Oh, yeah?”

“Yeah. Are you?” I raise an eyebrow at her and she scoffs.

“If you care to know, I don’t always hook up with men in dimly lit hallways.”

I smile at her and nod. I’m not dumb. With the way she was moaning and crying when I had my tongue on her clit, I’m pretty sure no one’s been down there in a while and I’m about to confirm it. “Are you on any birth control pills?”

“No. I can get an emergency pill tomorrow.”

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“So are we gonna fuck now or we are still conversing?” She asks, raising a brow at me as she smirks.

I lean down to claim her lips again as I lift her right leg off the floor and wrap it around my hip. With her back pressed against the wall, Robyn looks at me with need and hunger. I take hold of myself as I stroke my dick a little with my eyes locked with Robyn’s. Her breathing is heavy, her lips parted as she stares at me expectantly. I rub the tip of my cock against her opening as she whimpers.

God, she’s fucking wet. So perfect and slick.

Slowly, I slide in, pushing past her tight walls and slipping right through. Robyn releases a sound that sounds like a moan and a whimper. I pull out and slide in again, with half my dick inside her. Robyn wraps her arms around my shoulders to hold onto me. With a few pulling out and sliding in, I slowly thrust into her, shutting my eyes at the warmth that envelops my dick. I feel her walls stretching out to accommodate my length inside her and I nearly lose it.

“Fuck. So fucking tight. So fucking warm.” I growl as I open my eyes to stare at Robyn’s.

There’s a flood of different emotions that flashes through her eyes as she stares at me. How long has it been since someone fucked her? Years, obviously. I wrap her other thigh around my waist and slowly, I start to pound into her. I take my time, ramming in and out with my hands around her bare butt to hold her still and against myself.

Robyn starts to moan, spewing out countless profanities as she says my name over and over again. I increase my pace, my mouth on hers as I fuck her against the wall.

“Oh, God,” she cries into my mouth. “Fuck, Dominique, just like that. Harder.”

I hook my arm under her knees as I slam her down on my dick, faster and harder. The sound of flesh hitting against flesh can be heard in the hallway and it’s fucking loud. I can hear the party going on downstairs and I have a feeling Marianne would be looking for me to discuss the donations that we were already getting.

I can’t imagine someone walking in on us even though the probability of getting caught is high. That won’t look good on the papers even though I know I’ll have to pay my publicist to clear it off.

Robyn’s moans and my groans and curses fill the hallway as I pound into her, filling her up with every inch of my length. I set her foot back on the floor, with her right thigh still around my waist as I fasten the pace of my thrusts. I’m close and I have a feeling she’s close too. Robyn’s fingers pull at my strands, with her other hand around my waist as she scratches my skin.

Fuck, she’s right. There is too much obstruction called clothes. I hate that we’re not doing this in my bed, with nothing stopping us from doing to each other whatever we want with less clothes and more space. Her scratches are bliss right now, urging me to pound into her harder. And I do.

Robyn squeezes her pussy around my dick, nearly ripping an orgasm out of me. I bring my hand in between where our bodies meet as I begin to stroke her clit, rubbing fast circles on her hard bud that’s slick from her juices. Robyn begins to moan loudly again, her lips on mine as her fingers dig into my waist.

“Oh, God, I’m close.”

“Do you like that?” I ask, increasing my pace as I continuously rub circles on her pussy. “Answer me, Robyn. Do you like my fingers on your clit and my dick buried inside you? Tell me how much you love it.”

“Fuck yes, I do. Please don’t stop.” She cries into my mouth as she kisses me hungrily, biting my bottom lip in the process.

I taste the metallic taste of blood in my mouth as Robyn stops to kiss me to throw her head against the wall, her arms still around my shoulders as she holds onto me.

“I want you to cum on my dick.”

Robyn looks down at me, mouth slightly open as different profanities escape her mouth.

“I want you to come inside me. Every fucking drop. I want to walk around tonight with your cum all over my pussy.” Robyn says with a whimper.

I curse in Italian, slowing down my thrusts as I increase the pace of my fingers on her clit. With a few rubs of my thumb on her clit, Robyn comes on my dick, her eyes squeezed shut as her whole body shakes. As she climaxes around my dick, I continue to fuck her against the wall, reveling in the aftershock of her orgasm as I release inside her, spurting every last drop of my seed as my legs shake.

I press my forehead against hers, and with my eyes closed, I try to catch my breath. For a minute, we stay in that position, forehead pressed against each other as we catch our breaths. Slowly, I drop her leg and step back from her to look at her. She’s a mess. Her hair is in every direction, and her lipstick is long gone.

“Well, that was hot,” Robyn says as she chuckles and bites her bottom lip.

My breathing is still ragged and I can still taste her in my mouth and I can still feel her lips against mine.

“Yeah. That was hot.” I flash her a big smile as I run my fingers through my hair.

We start to get dressed, arranging our clothes into their original position, with both of us silent. A lot of things are going through my head at the same time and I desperately want to know why she gave in all of a sudden.

“Why tonight? Why did you give in?” I ask, redoing my tie as I watch her.

Robyn looks decent, with her hair in place even though it looks like someone toyed with it.

“Since when did you become so sentimental?” She asks, surprising me with her question. “This was fun, Dominique. Let’s just pretend like it didn’t happen because it’s never going to happen again.” Robyn flashes me a small smile as she walks away, leaving me dumbfounded.

I’m too awed by what just happened to chase after her.

“What the fuck just happened?” I mutter to myself.

I have had sex with different women, some of them a one-night thing. None of them has ever told me to pretend like it didn’t happen, it’s always the other way around. I always have the upper hand. I always told them not to expect anything from me and that I was never going to fuck them again. They get mad, tell me the usual phrase, “fuck you,” and then they storm out.

Not like this. Robyn just beat me at my own game and I didn’t even know it. She’s left me standing here like an idiot, wondering what the fuck just happened?