Chapter 3

At first, it was a sensual kiss on the couch.

With his hands trailing up and down my body, his lips suckling on mine, and our tongues playing a sensual twirl.

One second later our clothes are all over the place and we hit the bed in heat.

His lips immediately go up to my neck as his fingers trail down my belly and slip into my panties confidently.

I'm all over the place, moaning and sighing sensually.

From the way he trailed kisses down to my bare boobs to the sharp tingles when he captured my nipple in his teeth.

I can feel myself getting wetter as his fingers move in my panties, drawing slow deliberate circles on my clitoris.

My hips buckle in response as electric sensations race up and down my spine with every rotation of his fingers.

With every pinch and nibble on my nipples, every circle and throb on my pussy; my breath keeps coming in short shuddering moans.

He knows just where my sensitive spots are and he ignites them with his lips.

All of a sudden, he removed his fingers from my panties, and before I could moan in protest; he tapped my core with a gentle slap.

I gasp in pleasure as I start to leak consistently from my pussy.

He bites my earlobe before he starts rubbing my pussy again. This time with a rapid intensity through my panties. And the friction of the fabric sends new sensations through me.

- Fuck! He is good -

I didn't realize I had my fingers locked in his hair as his lips ignited my neck.

Neither did I realize my hips are whining erotically in rhythm to his fingers as he alternates between rubbing my clitoris rapidly and slapping my pussy.

At first, it was a gentle tap that sent a sharp burst of pleasure straight to my brain.

Now, all I can do is yelp in a mixture of pain and pleasure every time he slaps my wet pussy hard.

Just as I was about to hit orgasm, he stopped.

A maddening frustration saturates my entire being. I snap my eyes open with a glare only to see his member getting out of the confines of his pants.

I momentarily lost myself watching his cock swing about with precum dripping from its hole.

It's big. Easily the biggest I've had and damn I want it in me.

He raised my legs and yanked my panties off before falling back on me.

His lips suck mine with just as much lustful intensity as he squeezed my boobs.

I can feel his cock poking me, making my already drowning pussy even wetter, and getting me more frustrated.

Before I can think better, I grab him and position his rock-hard cock in me.

On cue, he pushes into me and I groan as a burst of pain and pleasure explodes in me

He didn't stop to let me adapt to his size or get accustomed to the pain. He just keeps pushing in and I can't help but scream.

My nails dig into his muscles, my bones curl in climatic pleasure, and an orgasm hit me at the same moment his cock hits my womb.

- Fuck, that was intense -

I expected him to cum with me but his lips went to my neck as he picked my legs in his arms. He withdraws entirely from me and I can feel my juice quickly slushing out.

I thought that was the end of it...

But he just slammed right back into me and I screamed in pain.

He doesn't stop though. He just pounds away at my pussy and my eyes roll back in pain and pleasure.

I didn't even realize how tight I was holding him to my chest as he groaned into my ear. Neither did I notice how loud the bed was squeaking with his rapid, consistently hard thrusts.

All I can hear are our moans and grunts and groans.

Another orgasm hit me fast.

My muscles tightened and my lips clenched weakly around his cock. He doesn't stop though, he just keeps pounding me.

I can hear the slush and splash of my juice as his pelvis hits me. I can feel his balls slapping my ass with every thrust, and I can feel the pressure of my cum protesting every time his cock slams in.

He just kept pounding away.

All of a sudden, he stopped and he wiggled out from my hold.

But before my juice can fully exit my pussy, I can think to catch my breath.

He stands in bed and lifts my right thigh to his shoulder so that my upper half is barely touching the bed.

I'm still high and disoriented after two intense orgasms.

He didn't wait, he just rammed deep into me and I yelped in surprise.

The pain is less than the first time but the pleasure is greater. Not slowing, not relenting, he rammed into me with such force I felt myself splitting in two.

His speed keeps increasing, thrusting in and out, and grunting with effort. All I can do is moan and scream as I fumble around in one spot trying to find balance.

I don't know what is more erotic.

The simulations in my pussy walls, my inability to move my hips in response to his powerful thrusts, or the way my boobs fly around with each in and out.

Anyways;

- He's so fucking good -

I groaned and moaned as yet another orgasm ripped through my pussy in a mix of discomfort and flaming pleasure.

He didn't stop.

He just kept thrusting into me anyway.

And with his cock in my tight pussy, the pressure of my juice vibrated within me as he fucked me through my orgasm.

I'm barely able to balance myself on the bed; there's nothing I can do but dangle from his shoulder as he fucks every sense out of me.

It felt like my orgasm lasted a whole hour, and I screamed and groaned through it as he kept ramming me with all his might.

All of a sudden, he drops my thigh and his cock pops out of my pussy as I fall heavily face first on the bed.

I can feel my juice finally slushing out but I've grown to love the pressure and vibration; I don't want it to stop.

I wanted to turn around so he could plug his cock back in me, but he was already upon me.

He strands my legs between his and I moan in anticipation as he spreads my ass cheeks.

I didn't wait long as his cock push into my slushing pussy.

And in this position, his cock feels three times as big and he groans loudly as he thrusts in and out with extra effort.

I feel a hundred times fuller and my pussy walls burn at the forceful intrusion.

With his hands on my waist and his weight pressing me down, I arch my back and clenched my pussy so tight it was a miracle how his cock fit in me.

Yet, he pounds me with rapid thrusts and I can feel another orgasm quickly building up.

His groans swallow my moans and I can feel his cock throbbing and convulsing.

The ache in my back intensified; still, he kept pounding me and I tightened my lips even more.

The next thing I know, he slammed all his length into me, breaking into my womb, and his hot cum shoots straight into me.

I screamed in a combustion of burning pleasure and my orgasm.

He didn't stop.

And with both our juices burning deep inside me, I fear I might burst as he keeps thrusting into me.

I can feel our cum trying to get out but he just keeps fucking me and I tightened my pussy around him. Milking every last drop of his cum until his pace finally drops to a slow pump.

Eventually, his cock pops out and I feel a mix of relief and warm pleasure as our combined cum flows out of my pussy.

I'm pretty sure I fell asleep almost immediately from the fatigue. But I think I felt a soft kiss on my back before I plunged into the darkness.

I can't remember the last time I slept so well or felt such pleasure like last night.

And the first thing I felt as I awakened was the ghost feeling of his cock pounding my pussy. I almost thought he is still fucking me.

But then I open my eyes to see I'm alone in bed.

I blink once and then twice, trying to get my bearings and pull my consciousness back to the present as I keep thinking back to last night's intensity.

A smile seeps to my face.

I sit up in bed and look around the bedroom;

Yes, it's luxurious. The golden-tapped grey drapes, intricate artwork, and full-length mirror confirm that last night wasn't a dream.

I open my mouth to call him only to realize I don't even know his name.

- You're such a slut, Sapphire -

I wrap myself in the bedsheets and instinctively walk over to the mirror. Gosh, I look pretty.

Okay fine, my dirty blonde hair hasn't seen shampoo in years, and my skin lacks any decent care.

Still, I'm giving off a different kind of glow.

I look around the room again.

Sure I'm alone, I drop the bedsheet and swallow hard at the sight of my nakedness.

I'll admit, I've never seen myself nude.

Standing 5ft 6" with an athletic build; I have long straight legs, curvy hips, and a thin waist that complements my bust.

My hands move on their own, trailing up from my hips to cup my boobs as I recall the stranger's hands fondling me.

Then my eyes fall on the birthmark just above the valley of my boobs.

From one angle, it'd look like a burning heart. From another, you'd think it's a weird diamond.

Mom said it's why I was called Sapphire but I don't think much of it.

- Shit! I totally forgot about Mom -

I rushed through a shower, and found each piece of my clothes all over, but didn't find my panties. It doesn't matter; Mom is probably starving.

She hasn’t eaten since yesterday morning, and I worry she'll try to cook for herself.

Hell, she might burn the whole block down.

As much as I wish every moment of every day could be like last night, I can't stay.

I don't even know his name.

So I left a note on his desk, got my jacket, and headed for the door.

That's when I saw it.

The front door has a symbol engraved boldly on it.

- I know that symbol -

I don't know where or how, but I know it is the crest of the most notorious Mafia family.

My heart raced. I was probably just a lost puppy, sparking a fleeting kindness. Why else would he save me?

And just like he said; he wasn't a hero. He wasn't a devil with an angel's eyes, hell, he wasn't even a regular man.

He is the Don of the Griot family. The terror of Silicone City, famous only for his unforgiving vindication.

Like he said, he is the Grim Reaper.

He is Dimitri Griot.