Alter Ego: His Sultry Lover

Chapter 143 - At His Mercy *

"Stay here," she told him and scooted away from him. She gave one last look to his slick c.o.c.k and with a shake of her head scurried out of the room. Cage could hear shuffling in the corridor and he could imagine her swaying ass as she moved n.a.k.e.d through the apartment.

Katherine, on the other hand, was praying to god that none of her friends found out that she was running around the apartment butt n.a.k.e.d, looking for a condom that would fit Cage. She could guess his size, so she ventured into Angelina's room and looked through the drawer where she knew Angelina kept her s.e.x goods. Angelina wouldn't find out, anyways. It would be some time before she got laid… if her words about Stephen were true, that is.

She moved back to the room and wanted to act s.e.xy but she was bouncing on her step in anticipation. Cage was lying flat on the bed, looking at the ceiling, trying to calm himself down.

He had wanted nothing more than to enter her bareback. He didn't care if she was on the pill, but he had to consider her, they were together and it was abominable for couples to not talk about such matters before jumping in.

He heard her enter and looked up. She looked ethereal in the lighting, the shadows of her b.r.e.a.s.ts and the curve of her h.i.p.s were on display. Standing up, she was just as magnificent as she was when she was under him. He curved his fingers and beckoned her forward. She quickly came to him, the pace making him laugh.

It stopped short when she put the packet between her teeth and ripped the packet open. Cage choked, watching as she neared him. She slid between his legs and helped it on him, stroking him to get all the air bubbles out. His head fell back and he was about to let her have her way, completely distracted.

He refocused and pulled on her arm, putting them back in their original position. She was startled as she was thrown on the bed and turned away from him. Suddenly, his chest pressed up against her and his hand slid above his b.r.e.a.s.t and then crawled slowly down her torso to her belly and finally stopped right over her mound. She gulped as he pulled her leg apart and pushed his hip forward. His c.o.c.k slid in between her lips again, getting his condom covered c.o.c.k wet with her juices. He was big and it had been some time since she last had s.e.x. He would need to work her properly before slowly entering her. He did just that, making sure she was absolutely dripping, his fingers planted on her clit, stroking, pinching and rolling until she was sobbing. His c.o.c.k slid between her thighs over and over again, making her thoughts go wild with need. How would it actually feel inside her when he could already make her close to coming just like this?

'Do something,' she wanted to scream.

"I need you," she sobbed, a ball of need. His c.o.c.k slid against her again and she instinctively opened her legs wider so that he would get the message loud and clear. His other hand slid under her waist and pulled her closer, if that was even possible, while the hand on her mound clasped her jaw and turned her head to him.

He kissed her deeply, letting their tongue dance. Slowly he entered her.

The tightness was overwhelming and the need to go fast was causing him pain, but he held back. She was screaming inside. With her mouth completely being ravaged by Cage, she couldn't scream.

'Holy shit,' she thought. It had been a really long time and he was big. She felt so full already and he was nowhere near fully sheathed in. She wanted to cry out when he pushed deeper, her eyes rolling back, and her mouth opening in a scream. He kissed the side of her lips, a grin on his face as he watched her completely immersed in the sensation of him inside her.

"Are you okay?" he asked. Yes, he was c.o.c.ky, but he was also concerned. And she loved that about him. She nodded, somewhat disoriented, but he kept going. It was slow, but oh-so-good. He barely moved inside her for a while, but then she felt his hand on her thigh, pulling her leg up and bending her knee so that her leg was flush against her chest.

Somehow, he managed to sink in further. What did he have, an unending c.o.c.k? What the f.u.c.k, Cage?

She tried her best to kiss him back, his lips going hard on hers. She grabbed his hand, trying to hold onto something but it wasn't enough. He moved slowly in and out of her and it felt so good that she could only meet his thrusts with hers. Their thrusts grew faster with each trust and he kissed her from her lips to her chin and cheeks, adorning her body with his lips and showing her exactly how much he wanted her. A small smile escaped her lips, a smile of pure joy. She had never imagined she would be able to smile during such an intense event, but she was love-struck. Their affection for each other was in every thrust. It was a strange mix of love and l.u.s.t that left her dizzy and threw her to the brink.

She smiled even as his c.o.c.k pounded into her. She squeezed his hand as he brought his lips back to hers, their tongues moving together as he thrust deep inside her. She could feel that she was getting close. She angled her h.i.p.s a little and he changed his.

His eyes were dark as his hands pinched her clit and then flicked it. She came, feeling like she had been electrocuted. No, it didn't hurt in the slightest, but she tightened around him impossibly, trying to hold on when all her limbs seemed to be at his mercy.