Sex And Fantasies

Can Eat Three Fingers

ENTRY 4.1 *** Adam Cauffman is the youngest bachelor in the city of Albany, New York. Because of his muscular physique and celebrity look like Chris Hemsworth—perfect jaw, well-defined muscles, tantalizing eyes, kissable lips, and great navel packs, women then fall on their knees to beg for a night with the famous womanizer in the city. Adam treats women as toys, and he quickly changes girls as if he’s changing clothes. His motto is important to him: “Live your life to the fullest.” At the age of twenty-five, he had already built an empire. “Oh, yeah… that’s it, Adam,” the woman’s moans roared on the vast space of Adam’s office as he was lapping her wet core. The woman was lying on his desk while Adam sat on his swivel chair. It was a perfect and comfortable position for him. The woman’s long legs were wide open, and he could perfectly savor her pinkish mound. It’s broad daylight, and here he is, pleasuring another woman again. Well, what else can he do if it’s the woman who started to get naked while he’s just signing some documents earlier? He was just grabbing the opportunity. She was a client that wanted to build her own house. And he’s running an architectural firm. Then it happened that his charms caught the woman’s interest. She was in her mid-thirties, but she’s a model, so she looked younger despite her age. Adam continued to savor her mound, making the woman shiver and her legs tremble. Adam kept on thrusting his two fingers inside her while he swirled his tongue around her cleft. By the looks of the entrance of the woman’s mound and how his two fingers fit on it, Adam knew that she was already overused. He moved his face away from her cleft as he stared at it. He tried to put one finger again, and he cursed and smiled when it fit again. he let out a soft chuckle as he stood up and met the woman’s eyes. Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

“Your pussy can eat three fingers, dear,” he uttered, but the woman can’t reply because of the tingling-insanely pleasure that she was feeling. She just nodded and bit her lower lip, but a moan still slipped out from it. “Oh… Adam… hmmm…” she moaned. Adam formed a sly smirk on his lips as he thrust his three fingers inside her c0re and rubbed her clit with his thumb. Adam started to scan the woman’s body and saw that she had got small b00bies. It’s the more diminutive b00bies that he has seen for the years that he fucked a different woman. But they looked good, and it fits a model like her. He reached for her left breast and tweaked her nipple using his left thumb and index finger. The woman rolled her eyes up and closed her eyes. “Dude—fuck!” a deep husky voice interrupted them. However, Adam didn’t withdraw his fingers and looked in the man’s direction. “Drake, what are you doing here?” Adam asked as he placed his left hand on the woman’s thighs and stopped. Adam’s eyes squinted when he saw his secretary beside Drake. When their eyes met, his secretary hemmed. “He wants to talk to you, and I’m s-sorry, I didn’t know that y-you’re—” “It’s okay,” Adam replied, but he never broke his gaze toward his secretary. He withdrew his finger from the woman’s wet c0re. When Eliza saw that Adam withdrew his fingers, she rushed towards the table on the side, near the couch, and grabbed the wet wipes and alcohol in there. Then she approaches Adam’s side. She knew what to do next when she saw Adam pleasuring or fucking women in his office. Eliza is already getting used to it. “Here,” she said as she pulled one sheet of wipes and handed it over to Adam. And she almost let go of the bottle of alcohol when she met his eyes. Damn, those eyes, she cursed. Adam wiped his fingers, reached for the alcohol, and cleansed his hand.

Eliza moved away and grabbed the box of wipes but stopped when she saw that the woman was still lying on the desk, spreading her legs wide open. Eliza arched her left brow when she saw the woman’s wet m0und. She sighed and shook her head as she put back the wipes and bottle of alcohol on the desk. “Dude, it’s just nine in the morning, and you’re pleasuring this woman?” Drake asked as he went closer to Adam. When his eyes darted on the woman, he reached for the woman’s breast and squeezed it, and then he let out a devilish laugh. “You’re a model,” he added, which made the woman nod. Drake nodded his head. “I see, you got perfect and small piles. Anyway, leave us for a while, and I need to talk to my friend,” he said and pushed the woman gently. The woman frowned. “B-But we’re still having great fun—” “You can leave now. I will just send the design to your email,” it was Adam. The woman seems to disagree as she still wanted to be savored by him, yet Adam already wanted her to leave. So, she has nothing to do about it. Eliza went closer to the woman and assisted her as she picked her clothes on the couch and handed it over to her, but the woman suddenly slapped her, which surprised Eliza totally. Eliza’s face was turned to the right because of the slap. “You knew I was inside, and why did you let him—” “Did you just slap my secretary?!” It was Adam’s booming voice as he walked towards them. Eliza’s eyes started to get teary, but she didn’t bother to look at the woman while she heard footsteps towards them. “I…I… she deserves it. She’s an idiot. Y-You should—” the woman didn’t finish her words when Adam slapped her, which made her lose her balance, and she fell on the couch, Shock registered in the woman’s eyes as tears began to pour from her eyes. Eliza turned to Adam, and she saw anger in his eyes. Adam was about to hit the woman again when she rushed towards him and hugged him as she pushed him away. “That’s enough. I’m fine,” she whispered, which calmed Adam down. Adam looked at her, and his forehead creased when he saw her teary eyes. Their gazes broke

when the woman spoke. “H-How dare you slap me?!” Adam wants to let go of her hug, but Eliza tightens her grip. “Enough with it,” she mumbled. Then Drake meddled in as he helps the woman stand up. “Get dressed and leave,” he said. The woman glared at Adam and Eliza, but Eliza just looked away and pushed Adam towards his table. The woman dressed in a hurry and left the office while sobbing. Eliza sighed when she successfully pushed Adam towards his seat. She looked into his eyes. “You must know how to control your temper. What if I’m not here or Drake is not here? The woman is right, and I knew that she was here—” “Why are you always like that? You let other people hurt you?” Adam asked as he stared into her eyes. Eliza looked away and glanced at Drake. “You have something important to settle on, right?” she asked as she walked away from Adam’s table. Drake nodded and sat on the chair in front of Adam. “I should go, then,” Eliza said, and when she turned to Adam, she gasped a little bit. It seems like he never broke her and glared at her. “Call me when you need something—” “I need you,” Adam interrupted, which made Eliza sigh. “Be professional, Adam—” “Why don’t you call me, Sir, then?” Adam cut the hum of her words. Eliza frowned. “You hate it when I call you Sir,” she replied. “Guys, in case you forget, I am still here,” Drake meddled. Eliza looked at him and smiled. “I’m sorry about that,” she uttered and left the office.