Without saying a word, he seized the collar of her dress and tore it down the front. Fabric ripped with a satisfying sound. Her breasts burst forth, nipples pointed and pleading. He jerked her skirt up to her waist, pushing her panties to the side to reveal her slick passages. He dropped to his knees and buried his face between her thighs, his mouth fastening onto her clit.
His tongue flicked in and out like a starving man, lips closing around the sensitive bud as he ravaged her pussy. May's body arced, her fingers twisting in his hair, pulling him closer. He sank two fingers deep inside her, curving them against her walls, pumping in time with his incessant oral sex. May screamed, her body tensing quickly from the rush of the drug. Her orgasm tore through her like a storm, her pussy contracting tightly around his fingers as she flowed down his mouth
But it wasn't enough. The heat roared back, hotter. He sat up, dropping his shirt to display his carved, scarred chest. His pants were next, and his cock burst out, thick and veined and already secreting precum. May's eyes widened in pleasure, her body yearning for it. He nudged her with his cockhead.
'Can I?' he asked. His voice was harsh. He held back only by a thread.
"Do what you like," she groaned, opening her legs wider.
He buried inside with one hard thrust, feeling her stretch around his thickness. May cried out in ecstasy, her walls shuddering with orgasm as she was completely filled. His rhythm was relentless, his hips pumping in short strokes as he thrust inside with each drive. Her nails scored his back, and she wrapped legs around his waist.
He fucked her nonstop, one hand holding her wrists above her head. May's whimpers filled the room. There was no need for anything else when the aphrodisiac she used amplified all the sensations—the feel of his penis moving along her g-spot, the slapping of his balls on her buttocks. He bent to take a nipple between his teeth, nibbling enough to make her arch.
Their skins were slick with sweat as he hammered her, grunting through every thrust. Her second orgasm loomed quickly, her pussy clamping down around him. "Fuck, you're so tight," he groaned, pushing deeper. Then she came apart around him, her fluids dripping down his shaft, and he continued. Turning her over and flipping her to her stomach, he forced her hips up and re-entered her, his fingers fisting her hair to hold her arched.
But he was no longer in control, his erection swelling with his need for release. With a roar, he thrust all the way and orgasmed, hot spurts erupting from him and into her pussy. But the drugs ensured May was insatiable; she pushed back against him, begging for even more. He withdrew from her,_cum dripping from her_, and turned her again.
They at it like animals, him banging her against the edge of the bed, her riding him reverse cowboy style until she was finished, then him turning her to the wall, banging her against the floor-to-ceiling window while the city lay at their feet. Each orgasm shuddered through her, but the burning in the room required more. He pumped into her repeatedly, filling her with his seed, until finally, after what seemed like an eternity of base, drug-fueled lust, May's body was spent.
Exhaustion overtook her, her lids fluttering shut as she collapsed against the pillows, her pussy raw and dripping with his semen. His body went statue-still, his chest heaving as he watched her with a look of satisfaction and ownership. The aphrodisiac's hold finally relaxed as she slept, leaving them both exhausted in the twisted sheets
May's eyes fluttered open, the soft glow of morning illumination sneaking through the curtains and painting the messy bed in a warm hue. May's body was sore in the best possible way, a reminder of the crazy night she'd had with this stranger—his powerful hands holding her down, his erection buried deeply inside her pussy as she screamed his name, despite not even knowing it yet.
May tried to leave the room to save herself from embarrassment but did not know that he was already awake as his hold his hands tighter to her waist so that she could not escape the room.
"Leaving so soon? And to think you came to me for assistance yesterday," he said, a grin playing on his lips.
May just stared, unable to speak. She felt her face flush with embarrassment. She gathered her clothes hastily, not minding her bare body as she rushed out and went directly to the elevator.
Down in the parking lot, she told her driver to pick her up. She leaned on the wall to support herself, finally realizing that she had left her car in the club as she dialed the number of her driver. A few minutes later, the car pulled in.
"To my condo," she said softly.
"Yes ma'am," he said as he pulled off
> When she got back to her condo, she literally went straight to the shower, washing her skin as if she could wash away the smell of him on her skin. The hot shower did little to ease her pain, but as soon as she got out, she put on loose, comfortable clothing, just so it wouldn't remind her how much her body still ached.
She went back down to the garage and asked her driver to take her to the convenience store closest to where she was.
In the store, as she reached for what she had come for, she collided with another person. She looked up—and froze.
It was August.
In her hand was a box of contraceptive pills—the same item she had just purchased
August looked at the box in her hand, raising an eyebrow. "Sis… why are you buying a birth control pill?
May didn't even break her stride. "There was a bit of an issue with the mission.
August didn't walk at all anymore. Her eyes widened, and then a slow, wicked grin spread across her face. "No way," she said, lowering her voice. "You had a one-night stand? The great May Russo?"
She shot her a warning look. "Don't start."
"Oh, I'm starting," she said, delighted. "You never do 'disruptions.' You plan, execute, disappear. So"—she leaned closer—"spill it. Who was he, and how badly did he mess up your schedule?"
May fanned herself, raising a hand to rub at her temple. "You're enjoying this far too much."
"Absolutely," said August. "We are making history."
May proceeded further to the counter and made payments for both of their purchases. She sighed and rubbed her temple.
"I don't even know who he was," she said. "He just saved me after I was injected with an aphrodisiac. Nothing would have happened if not for that."
She shrugged and attempted to be nonchalant. "So basically, it's just the aphrodisiac's fault
August raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing at the corners of her mouth when she leaned in.
"Oh, well now we're blaming the aphrodisiac, too?" she said, clearly enjoying her torture.
May shot her a look. "Don't start," she said