It felt like the universe was punishing Maxwell as he carried Annabel on his back from the bar, all the way to the elevator. “Damn, how are you slim and yet this heavy?” he groaned.
“Uhhh..” She belched. “Maybe you are the one who… who needs… to… to add some muscles.” She stuttered, dragging her words incoherently.
“Oh, so you think this is funny, huh?” he retorted, still carrying her on his back.
Annabel giggled and that angered Maxwell even more. Was she doing this on purpose? She must really be enjoying taking a ride on his back.
The elevator opened and he walked out to the hallway, luckily there was no one out there but he had a feeling that the CCTV was smiling at him. Mr. Blackwood carried Anna all the way back to the room.
He carried her to the bed and with his back to it, he let her down slowly. But Annabel didn’t let go of him, so he was held down on top of her. She had her arms wrapped firmly around his neck and getting off was a real struggle.
“I swear by God, I am so getting back at you for this!” he cursed as he finally got free of her grasp. Annabel just laughed drunkenly, she seemed to be enjoying torturing him that much.
Mr. Blackwood turned to Anna who was still lying there on the bed, a wide smile on her face. There was this feeling that came with being drunk, freedom, a sense of abandon and delight, having nothing to worry about.
After standing there, staring for minutes, he went closer and began to take off her shoes. Tossing them off to one end of the room, he climbed the bed with her under him, attempting to loosen some of her upper buttons as she was sweating.
As he unbuttoned the first two, revealing a bit of her cleavage, she smiled and grabbed him by the collar, flipping him around to lie on his back while she climbed on top of him, her two hands placed on both sides of the bed around him.
“What are you doing?” he asked in shock, taken by surprise at the strength she possessed. She had just flipped him over like he was featherweight; that was embarrassing.
Staring at his face, “You are handsome,” she spoke with a twinkle in her eyes, her tone was light and carefree.
“Eww… Don’t say that to me.” he replied with a crumpled face.
“But it is true,” she said in a babyish voice and then bopped his nose playfully.
“Hey, don’t touch me…” Mr. Blackwood said, suddenly getting nervous. What has gotten into her? She was being weird and that scared him.
“Relax, I won't hurt you,” she said bubbly, her voice laced with laughter and delight.
Not wanting this to go any further, Mr. Blackwood grabbed her and flipped her around, forcing her to lie on her back.
She giggled cheerfully. “Wooah, you are so strong.” She said in an exhilarated tone.
Mr. Blackwood sighed and sat up, but that was when it came to his notice that he had a third leg kicking. He was hard!! She had given him an erection!!
“Fuck!” he cursed out loud. He hates it when he gets a hard on without his consent, he loves to be in control of his feelings. He stared at her, lying there on the bed with her cleavages exposed.
The thought of sex immediately crossed his mind but he shook it off. “Don’t do it Max, she is drunk.” He soliloquized, trying to convince his inner man to stand down.
“Don’t do what?” she asked in a funny accent that alcohol had likely given her for free.
Mr. Blackwood ignored her and stood up from the bed, walking back to lock the door which he had left open when he carried her in, he closed the door and turned around only to bump into Anna.
“What are you doing?” he yelled as he grabbed her waist to prevent her from falling.
“I want to go home,” she whined like a child.
“You can't go home in this state, go and get some rest, we would leave tomorrow.”
“Noo!!...” she grumbled. “Home now!”
“Stop acting like a spoiled child, you are a grown woman.” He scolded.
Annabel burst into tears immediately, crying like a child whose candy had been stolen.
“Stop! Stop it! Okay just calm down, you are going to draw attention.” Maxwell pleaded.
She began to cry even louder and he got scared, with no idea what to do. Instinctively, he held her face and kissed her deeply, forcing the tears to halt. He paused and pulled back, staring at her in confusion.
Why did he do that?
At that moment, with the way she looked at him so innocently, Maxwell knew that he had lost, he couldn’t fight it anymore. He locked their lips again and she reciprocated, kissing him back hard.
That was the cue he needed; he lifted her up in a hurry and carried her to the bed, getting on her, he grabbed her shirt from both sides and without hesitation, he ripped it apart, sending her buttons flying through the room.
Annabel gasped but there was no time for reactions as he went right back to kissing her hungrily, he was fully aroused and wasn’t holding back. Maxwell pulled off his suit and tossed it down, he didn’t bother undoing all the buttons of his shirt and he got it off as well.
Whether she was self or pure instinct, Annabel held his shoulder and pulled him down to herself, she kissed him on the chest and on his little nipples, sending waves of sensual shocks through his entire being.
That was it! Maxwell moved down and unbuttoned her pants, he immediately pulled it off her legs and began to trace kisses from her thighs up to her stomach. Annabel grabbed the sheets and moaned, shutting her eyes and opening her soul to the pleasure of his electrifying lips.
She sat up and with a quick swipe of her arm, she undid her bra, freeing her boobs from the cage that held them. Maxwell pushed her back down and traced kisses up to her neck, leaving wet marks all over body.
He grabbed her boobs and squeezed them gently, earning a soft moan from her. Each moan was like an award for his good work and it was driving him crazy, he really wanted to go slow with her but the bulge in his underwear said different.
Grabbing the waistband of her panties, he immediately pulled it down and now she was completely unclad on the bed. He took a moment to examine and admire her body, she was neatly shaved and her pus$y had nice pink lips.
He gently lowered his face for inspection and he was not disappointed, it smelled like lavender down there. He kissed her waist below her belly button and she shook, so he spread her legs and got down, kissing all over her lower body while she moaned.
Maxwell constantly teased her by kissing around her vagina but denied her the pleasure of pasting his lips there, he loved the groan of disappointment that left her lips whenever he teased her.
At one point, she grabbed his head and pinned it down to the spot, begging him to touch her there. She was itching badly. Maxwell loved to be begged, and so he did her the favor of inserting a finger and then flickered his tongue on her clit.
“Oh my Gawd,” Anna moaned out loud. “Fuck!!” she muttered and immediately grabbed him by the hair, not wanting him to let go with whatever he was doing to her.
Maxwell added a finger to the middle one and he curved it upwards, knowing exactly where to find the G spot through years of experience. He came in contact with the spongy area and he rubbed it gently with his fingers.
Anna moaned loudly and let go of his hair, holding onto the bed sheets and pulling on it. “Please…” she whispered, as if consciously trying to keep her voice low.
“Please what?” he asked in a taunting deep voice.
“Please don’t stop,” she begged amidst moans.
So he didn’t stop, he kept fingering and licking her down there till she began to convulse; Maxwell knew that she was about to reach climax and so he pulled out his fingers immediately, bringing the amazing feeling to a halt.
Annabel burst into tears immediately and the Billionaire CEO couldn’t help but laugh at her. He knew it was pure evil to deny her that pleasure but then the agreement they had was for his pleasure and not the other way round.
Mr. Blackwood immediately got off the bed and took off the rest of his clothing. Now completely naked, He climbed back to the bed and spread her legs again, then he positioned himself between her.
With his manhood hard as rock, he pushed the cap into her and she grabbed his arm, making a sound of pain and pleasure, mixed together. He then pushed it in completely and they let out a loud moan simultaneously, with her scratching him deeply with fingernails.
It felt so good inside her, she was tight, wet and warm, just the way he loved it. He didn’t move just yet, he stayed calm in her, allowing her body to adjust to his size while she ran her hand all through his warm body, caressing from his arm to his chest, tears rolling down her eyes.
Maxwell lowered his face to her ears and then he whispered. “Remember when I said I was going to fuck you hard, I meant every word of it.”
Ignoring the sob moans, he wrapped his hand around her neck, choking her gently and kissed her. Right after that, with his hand still wrapped around her neck, he began to thrust in and out.
“Fuck!” Annabel cried out, it seemed like the only word left in her vocabulary.
She could feel his dick hitting all corners of her pus$y and it felt so good, each thrust sent a wave of excitement running through her, she could literally feel all the veins on his Dick as he humped her and tears rolled down her eyes.
After over ten minutes of nonstop action, he pulled out and turned her around, making her lie flat on her belly. Maxwell went in from behind, he groaned in pleasure as his dick found its way back to the confinement of her wet pus$y.
He began to hit it from behind and the feeling was not of this world, her butt cheeks were so soft that they recoiled every time his thighs came in contact with them. His dick had been in so many women but none of them felt this good, the lubrication, the tightness, the sounds, the sensation!
Even though it was not over, she was officially his best sex partner ever.