My Billionaire Ex Is A Vampire

Fvck Me Sideways

“You want more?” Ben whispers in my ear, making me lose my words completely. I only moan in response and try to lift my hips so I can scoot closer to the edge and onto his full length. He holds me down with firm hands, making my frustration even more desperate. But he can only do so much. I rock my hips so that I can feel his tip grinding my wet walls. The movement makes him lose his breath and composure for a moment. His devilish grin wavers, but when he manages to get it together I know I’m in for it. He’s going to make this last long if he gets his way.

“Ben, please! I need you!” I groan, feeling the heat pooling in my core and blood rushes through my body with a sparkling energy fed by his c0ck entering me inch by inch with an agonizing slow back and forth movement. I’m more or less pinned to the counter, but my hands are free. 

Flinging the t-shirt I have borrowed from Ben off me, I take a good hold of his hair. I shove his head between my breasts, letting him be buried between them as I arch my back. His moans are delightful and I cannot get enough. When he lifts his head to get a big breath of air I use the moment to get what I want. Holding around his shoulders I lift myself so that I’m no longer stuck on the counter and I have some control. His d!ck fills me up and I scream for more. “Fvck me hard!”

Having lost his control, he cannot do anything but what I want. Growling like the beast he probably is, he turns us around and walks us to the kitchen table, my carefully set table. “Not there, I need to eat after,” I complain and his grin is suddenly back. He’s back into control, and his mind has come up with something new.

“You get what you ask for,'' he says and goes to the end of the table where our full length window normally shows us the streets below. The view of the street will no longer be the spectacle at that window, but me being fvcked up against it. For some reason that turns me on even more, making me feel like jelly in his arms. Right now I will do whatever he wants, as long it’s up against that window. I have never been an exhibitionist before, but take me to the zoo and I’ll do twister in front of everyone!

With his throbbing c0ck inside me he starts kissing me hard. I buckle, wanting him to thrust his pen!s, but this time he holds me firmly and I’m pinned to the window. My ass cheeks make imprints on the glass. There is no place to move and I love how the whole world can see us like this if they only look up.

Running my hands over his well shaped arms I can feel the strength in them. How he uses them to keep my body immovable. How he’s holding me up, not only by keeping me trapped against the wall, but by holding my thighs. My legs are wrapped around him, but I’m not bearing much of my weight.

I let my fingers run freely over his shoulders, where they caress his neck and end up in his hair. For a second I wonder if I can pull the same trick as before, but mind reader as he is, he grabs my hands and slams them above me so that I’m hanging by my wrists at his mercy. The movement breaks the kiss, but lets me see the burning hunger building up in him, matching my own.

He keeps me hanging like that only using one hand. I’ve always known he had bigger hands than me, but until now I never appreciated how big and strong they are. With the other hand he grabs one of my breasts and massages it until he finds the n****e.

Looking me into my eyes he twists the n****e and the pleasure makes me buckle as much as the little freedom of movement he allows me. I can see my moans giving him goosebumps as they come and go in the same rhythm as I utter my ecstasy. He inflicts just enough pain to make a shiver of ecstasy run throughout my body, edging me closer to an 0rgasm.

I’m so close, but he has barely moved his c0ck. I beg him to fvck me, but Ben ignores my pleas. His d!ck on the other hand is not as patient, and it throbs and grows by pulsating movements. He is filling me up agonizingly slowly, it’s almost painful at this point.

“I can’t do it anymore Ben!” I whisper in desperation. My voice is cracking from the amount of guttural screams I’ve made, and my head is shaking from side to side. The need to cvm is higher than ever before. I have no control over myself. He’s the one who decides when and how I will 0rgasm.

Having me where he wants me he licks my neck and blows cool air over it. The shiver it brings me makes me spasm and the movement plants further down and as it’s about to reach my core, he times it perfectly with three hard thrust and I’m pushed over the edge. I scream until I lose my voice completely.

When I finally land from my hard 0rgasm I open my eyes again to look at Sean. His devilish grin is there still and it’s clear he loves seeing me this desperate. Seggs never felt like this before, even with him. I have never felt the need to be fvcked this hard before, and he knows it.

“Please Ben, I beg of you,” I know he doesn’t need to hear me say it, my whole body and mind screams it. My pyssy still clamping around him after the last 0rgasm tells him what I want. I want him, hard. Like I never had him before. I can feel him edging closer to no control and my goal. I buckle hard against the window and this time he loses his balance slightly so I can lift my hips and rock hard against his d!ck. He meets me movement for movement, hard and fast. He has only one thing in mind now and that is to spill his seeds inside me and cvming hard.

Ben roars his orgasm and I can feel the building shaking. I join him in this new high, my 0rgasm pulsing through my body. I thought last night was the best I would ever reach, but I guess that was a mistake. What on earth has Ben awaken in me?

Calming down and breathing heavily we kiss more gently, satisfied for now. He carries me to the kitchen table where he sits me on his lap, keeping his c0ck hard inside me. I make myself ready to leave his warmth, but he holds me steady against him in a hug. Leaning like this against him I can hear his heartbeat. The drum is steady and hypnotic. I almost fall asleep on him, but he sits me up and brings a fork to my mouth.

“I understand you were hungry my love,” Ben smiles and I take a bite of the scrambled eggs. It’s cold, but I don’t mind. Having only the use of one hand he lets go of the fork when it keeps falling off, so he feeds me with his hand. The smoked salmon is half-arsed cut before he brings it to my mouth, but I eat the big piece. The vegetable is already cut so they give him less problems. I try to feed him too, but he protests. Telling me that I’m the one who needs the energy. 

While I eat his pen!s is inside my pleasure portal and as I start to feel better my body responds to his presence. When the food is more or less gone I start to slowly rock my hips. It's all the movement needed this time. There is no desperation, he’s already where I want him. I’m wet and ready, as I have been constant since the ritual the night before.

“What the French toast have you done to me Ben?” I moan, loving every second of it. Ben looks back at me from the table, and examines me, smiling.

“The effect is stronger than I’ve experienced before, so to be honest I’m not sure,” he ponders. “Most times it’s been one 0rgasm and the whole heat is over.”

“Heat? As in an animal in heat?” Ben nods to my question.

“Pretty much the same. The strongest I’ve seen before was like a couple of hours of heat, but yours has lasted way beyond that, and has also been stronger. I wonder?” Ben goes quiet and a glimmer of sadness comes to his eyes.

“What?” I’m rocking harder against him getting closer to a point where conversation is no longer possible.

“It might be the combination of me using my barbs on you, or Sean disturbing us yesterday,” he splurts out so fast I need a couple of seconds to understand what he said. There is a lot to unpack here! I almost regret agreeing to that damned spell of his. I might do it if I ever can get out of this heat as he calls it.

“Barbs? You utter Hoboken, is that some mind influence again?” Ben’s face looks somewhat apologetic.

“No, my love. I will never do so again unless you let me, or to save your life,” he says in a more serious voice. “It’s again somewhat more animalistic. There’s some types of hooks or small barbs on my p***s that when used enhances the pleasure,” he explains and fvck me side wise, can confirm!

“I normally don’t use it because it sometimes acts like a plug and we cannot easily,” he has the audacity to clear his voice before continuing: “separate.” The realization dawns on me.

“You mean to say we are stuck like this?”, I exclaim. First now, do I notice that my hips are still rocking, my body wants more of this. Looking at him studying me slowly bouncing on him he only nods.

“And now that you had your fill of food, how about we do something about it?” he winks. I see the fire in his eyes and I know what he wants. It might be the heat talking, but I want it too.

Smiling back at him I answer him by leaning in for a kiss. Seconds later I’m sprawled on top of the kitchen table, meeting his trust with the same eagerness without a care in the world.  I can think of the consequences later! Now I need him and he needs me. It’s not much more than raw fvcking, but it’s passionate and we are both too close to our next 0rgasm for any mucking about. Again we scream in unison. It’s not as violent as before, but nothing like I’m used to.