The Price of Fame by Hazel Gower

nipple with his tongue. “Ah, you like it when I tell you how I’m going to lick every inch of your body. And suck on your tits while I fuck you.”
    She let out a groan as he sucked one breast into his warm mouth.
    His finger explored her pussy and rubbed her nub. “I’ve been waiting hours to have you again. All that talking in the car got me just as worked up as it did you. Anytime I think about you, I get hard, which means 99 percent of the time since I’ve met you I’ve had an erection.”
    Pulling his fingers out of her pulsing vagina, he moved down her to her core, sucking his fingers into his mouth before his face came between her thighs and he dove in. She bucked as his tongue lapped at her pussy. “Mmm, you taste so good.”
    Gripping the covers, she quivered in ecstasy as her orgasm built. His tongue probed her slick, wet heat, and his mouth nipped at her clit. She felt the inferno building inside her as his hands caressed her body, and his mouth brought her closer to the combustion she sought.
    As she was about to reach her peak, he pulled away, sliding back up her body, nipping at her sensitive flesh.
    Cupping her face, he growled, “I want you on your hands and knees so I can watch that ass wiggle as I slam into you from behind.”
    Her breathing picked up as he moved off her, and she turned over so her bottom was in the air. Markus slapped her ass, which caused her to let out a squeal.
    “Markus, I need you inside me. Please, I’m empty.”
    Feeling his hard body as he slowly covered hers, she closed her eyes as he kissed her neck and played with her tits. “Oh, omorphoula , when I’m finished with you, you will never feel empty again.” Markus drove into her in one swift thrust. She screamed as his cock hit her in a spot she hadn’t felt before, adding a slight burning pain to the pleasure that built.
    Markus was relentless as he pistoned into her, cupping her breasts and tweaking her nipples. “ Boreíte épese san ton oyranó. Poté den eímai epitrépontás sas na páte. S 'agapô. ” He spoke in Greek, turning her on even more.
    Feeling her peak within reach, she spread her legs and moved one of her hands down to play with her nub so she could fall off the edge. He seized her hand.
    “No. You will come only from me. No help from yourself. I want to know it was all me when you come around it and squeeze the life out of my dick.”
    Nibbling the side of her neck, he pulled out, leaving only the tip of his cock inside. Then he bit down, slamming home, the combination of the pleasure and pain igniting her. “Oh, Markus, I’m commmminnng.”
    He yelled her name as he came, following her. Kylie felt the warmth of his seed fill her as she fell to the bed, Markus following, his dick still inside her.
    Kissing her shoulder, he murmured, “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
    She closed her eyes, loving the feel of him at her back. They lay there for a while before she answered. “No, you didn’t hurt me. I love the way you make me feel.”
    He kissed her neck, and then he slowly eased his soft member out of her and moved them to the side, turning her so she faced him.
    “There is one thing I’ve been waiting for you to ask me about, or at least say something about. We haven’t used protection once. Are you on anything?”
    She stiffened against him as his words sank in. “Do you have anything I should know about?” She didn’t think he did, but she didn’t want to think about the other things, like when she’d last had her period.
    “No, I don’t. I was checked before I came to Australia. You’re the only woman I’ve ever been with without a condom.” He kissed her lips gently. “I know I’m the only person you’ve been with. Are you on anything? The pill or any other contraceptive?”
    She closed her eyes and tried to shake the sinking feeling as she started counting days. Terrified, she shook her head. “No. I’m on nothing. I didn’t … I mean… Look, can we leave it at that