HIS CONFESSION
***KHALIDS' POV***
"That's because you mesmerize me, I am fascinated about your whole being, everything about you makes my blood boils.
I want you so damn much, I don't just know but.." I stopped.
"What did I just say", I thought.
I brought my head down to her vagina once more, I used my both hands to separate her outer labia.
I could see her pink clit glistening with her liquid, damnn she looks so beautiful, I brought out my tongue and licked on her clit.
She closed her eyes and tried bringing her knees together, I held them strongly apart not letting her close them.
I guess the feelings were too much for her to bear.
She jerked her hips towards my face, I paused as I looked up at her face, "open your eyes and look at me, look at how my tongue mates with you clit", I ordered her.
She slowly opened her eyes, that was a lovely sight to behold, she opened her eyes slowly that at that time she looked like an angel.
She couldn't even look up at my face, I saw her cheeks turn a darker shade of red, maybe from embarrassment on how her vagina was bared open for my view and consumption, yes my consumption.
She was still looking down when a hand cradled my head, it was her, she brought me towards her clit again, I smirked at her moves.
"Don't do that", I warned.
A sigh escaped her lips as she battled inwardly for words, "pleaseeeee", she said.
"Please what?", I asked feigning ignorance of her plea, like though I didn't know what she was talking about.
"Please your ermmm, your tongue", I interrupted her saying," so now you stutter huhhh, what did my tongue do to you", I said as I brought my hands down to my dick, stroking it slowly while looking at her heaving, round, creamy and soft breasts, with her vagina which was bared open for me to see.
I used my other hand to open her legs more wider, as I saw her vagina dripping liquid.
"I want, no I need your tongue right here", she said pointing on her clit.
"Where do you want Fiona?", I asked.
"On my clit, master", she said.
The way she said master, turned me on to the highest peak.
I brought my tongue to her wet core and started lapping on her clit hungrily, like though I had been starved of food.
I suckled, licked, and bit down on her clit.
"Ohhhhhhh, uhmmmmmmm, shhhhhh", with a loud moan, she came.
I kept lapping on her juice which was flowing fastly out of her, I made sure none of her juice slipped out and poured on the couch which she was sprawled on.
Once I had milked her dry, I came back to her clit and gave it a snuggling kiss.
"Damnnnn, my emotions are taking the best part of me", I thought.
"Allah!!, I love this", I said against her clit, still kissing it.
She hadn't even recovered from her climax, when I carried her up to my waist, I was about to sink my dick in when a call came in.
"Damn now I just want to do the main thing, that this call decides to come in", I thought as I bit my down lips in discomfort.
I noticed she was looking at me, damnn I can't give her what she wants right now, even though she had tried not showing her sexual lust towards me, I could see it with the way she looked at me.
I dropped her down immediately, with my dick still hardly erect, she dropped down on her knees to jerk me off.
I held her hands immediately, "stop", I said.
She was shocked by my words as she gave me a questioning look.
I just turned my back on her, went towards the bed where I had dropped my clothes and started putting them on.
"Khali... I mean Master, is there any problem?", She asked.
I just ignored her, only if she knows how I am holding on to my last control.
She wouldn't be calling me with that sensuous voice of hers.
I looked back at the couch, she was still sprawled naked on it, immediately she saw me looking, she tried closing her legs.
"Stop you know our session still isn't over", she just nodded and went back to her former position.
I turned to her direction and kept looking at her sprawled state.
"Stand up and put on your clothes, our session is over for today", I told her.
"B-bu-but Master, there is no dress for me to wear, e-er-er-eeerm, the la-last one I wore while coming in here, has been torn", she stuttered.
"It was torn by who?", I asked, knowing the reason her cloth got torn.
"E-er-er-eeerm, you told me to rip it off", she said.
"I told you to rip it off, that's true, but!, I wasn't the one that ripped it off, it was your handwork not mine", I told her, observing her features.
She didn't say a word after that, she just stood up from the couch and went after her lacy g-string which was on the floor, she bent down to pick it.
"No don't touch it, ohh yes you can, now bring it for me", I said daring her boldly.
She just walked towards me and stood to a hilt when she was near enough.
"That's too far, come close, no, closer, come closer", I said as she kept coming inches closer to me.
"Now put it in my breast pocket", she paused and looked at me, like I was running mad and had no idea of what I was doing.
"Didn't you hear me or do you want me to repeat myself again, you know what comes after that", I snorted.
She just brought her hands closer and dropped it in my breast pocket, I could feel her hands brush at my nipples from the breast pocket of the shirt I was putting on.
I turned around and left without giving her a backwards glance.
Once I was outside, I checked the caller to see it was one of my business partners that had called.
Time for work I guessed.
***FIONA'S POV***
Damn I don't even know how I would leave this room, gawdddd I knew this guy is a sick and obsessive psycho.
I wondered what he's going to use my lacy g-string for, damn what will I do.
I remembered my phone, yes my phone was on the table, I rushed towards it and dialled Sandra's number, it rang like three times before she picked.
"Sandy, please can you help me with some clothes, right in my drawer just anything you could get, please bring it for me", I pleaded.
"Is anything wrong?, I hope everything is alright, damn where are you?", She asked.
"The lower room, where I do have sessions with the Prince", I told her.
"Please do hurry up", I added.
The call ended, it took like six minutes before I saw her waking into the room.
"Damnnnn me, hope I didn't disturb you?", I asked .
"No whatever, what happened, is that not your jumpsuit on the floor and you made me run all the way up to this place.
I have told you that you are too naughty, why did you make me do this?", She asked.
I just collected the clothes from her and wore it hurriedly, I looked around and picked the jumpsuit which I had bought with my hard earned money.
"Let's get out of here", I told her.
"I am not going out of here, until you tell me what the fuck happened here, is it Mama?", She asked, as a look of horror came over her face.
"It's not Mama, if you don't want to come along with me, then you suite yourself", with that said I walked out of the room, with her mumbling curse words at me.
Immediately I reached my room, I entered inside and waited for her to get in, before I closed the door.
She hurriedly walked to the bed and sat on it, "sooooo...", She drawled.
"It's Khalid", I said.
She gasped and asked, "what did he do?".
I gave her full details of everything that happened from when Mama called me to her office to when he told me to put my lacy g-string in his breast pocket, not telling her the look of contentment I had when he was done with me.
"Damnnn, that guy is really a sick, obsessive psycho", she said and yawned before sprawling herself on my bed to sleep.
I went to the mirror on the wall of my room, as I looked at myself, and wondered how my life had turned from bad to worse.
A tear escaped my eyes, as I brought a hand to wipe it off.