WILD PLEASURE {short erotic stories} Chapter 54: SEX ROOM (4)

CHAPTER 4

 His arms were folded across his chest, and he was thinking

about something. I figured that I should get out of there because sex time

was over and I had to leave.

I gently slid out of the silk sheets and began to search for my black bodysuit

and lacy panties. But then I heard his voice.

“Are you planning to run away without a word? I’m not your ex, you

know.” I didn’t turn to him because it was better to leave and not make a

drama. He should let me go.

“Red, it was wonderful. Nevertheless, I really have to go.” I quickly began

to put on my panties and bodysuit. I stopped to find my jeans, butRedmond’s hand held me in place. I gasped as his strong fingers tore the bodysuit at my back, wanting to do it again.

“Are you nuts?!” I yelled, hitting his steel muscles. Red didn’t respond to my punches. He picked me up high above the floor and pushed me against the wall. He tore my panties and threw it on the floor.

I squeaked when his thumb quickly found a sensitive spot on my clit, and he began to massage it intensively. I immediately parted my thighs, unable to endure his torture.

“Someone owes me my orgasm!” he shouted, and I screamed when his penis deepened into me. I grabbed his shoulders, obeying his new thrusts and the rough animal sex. He muttered something, increasing the tempo. I listened to his murmuring with pleasure; it was like music to my ears.

I forgot what I had wanted to do as I obeyed his strength. Red licked my nipples real slowly and sucked them with his sweet lips. My back arched, and my head slid down the dark red wallpaper. His thumb prowled in my clitoris back and forth, and my moan gave me away when I came together with Redmond.

He gently carried me to bed, and I heard his contented purr. Our bodies were still connected. We were both lost in each other.

I cast my eyes toward his dark gray eyes and saw the delight in them. Was it because of me?

I knew that I couldn’t cause this feeling in men. Leon had confirmed this several times and had convinced me of this.

“Whatever you may think,” Red issued, “I admire you as a woman. You’re not scared, and you didn’t run away from me when you came into this Red Room. I’m glad that we met. Thank you, Shi.” He kissed me on the lips and gently hugged me as he did a few hours ago.

I didn’t give a damn at all when I felt the flight inside me took off again. I kissed Red in return, and he covered us with a cotton bedspread.

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At dawn, he took me home, and we delivered a quick ‘bye’ to each other. All day, I sat at the table, watching the rain falling. I couldn’t forget Redmond and his Red Room, his caresses and kisses, his adoration. I knew that I should get him out of my head, but it was not easy.

I decided to visit him.

Later that day, I came to the building with the familiar sign and politely knocked on the door. The same guard who was on duty last night opened the door. I asked for Redmond, but he relayed that Mr. Redmond was in a meeting. I was a little offended, but what did I expect? Red was happy, and he didn’t promise me anything.

Lowering my head, I wandered in the direction of my house and then I heard laughter. Female explosive laughter. I carefully listened and went towards the sound.

I went into the local café and saw the table where Redmond and a beautiful blonde in a white coat were sitting together. I didn’t understand why, but it hurt me so much that I decided to ignore Redmond as if I had never known him.

After passing their table, I set up the collar of my dark beige coat so that Red wouldn’t see me. I sighed in relief when I was at the end of the street, but suddenly I felt a hand on my shoulder.

“You are running away from me again?” I turned to see Redmond, noticing that he was glad to see me. He was smiling as if nothing had happened.

What hypocrisy! I’d like to wipe that arrogant smirk off his face. He was on a date with another woman!

“And you tried to fool me,” I raised my voice, shrugging off the fact that people on the street were watching us.

“Do you mean the woman with whom I was sitting?” Redmond laughed with his hands in his trouser pockets. “She is my sister.”

“Sure,” I snapped, “and I’m a nun then!” I was about to turn around and run back home. I wished to forget everything. But I heard someone call my name. It was the woman.

“Sheenagh?” She came close to us and politely shook my hand. She was the blonde who was talking to Redmond in the café. “I’m Greta, this twit’s sister.” She tittered, continuing to shake my thin arm. “Red told me so much about you. Nice to meet you.”

I was speechless, not knowing what to say. I hoped deep down that it was just a joke. And then I found out that it was not when the blonde pulled a photo from her purse. She showed me her nice family picture. I fluttered my eyelashes, listening to the story of how successfully she had gotten married and how happy she was.

My doubts were completely dispelled when we were approached by a tall man, who was introduced as James, her husband. He was a handsome guy, and any woman in my place would have kissed him in greeting. His hair was brown, and his lips, seductively parted while he talked. I could understand Greta. It would have been a sin not to marry such a man. But I knew he wasn’t the one I needed.

Noticing my admiration of James, Redmond abruptly pulled me to himself and whispered a threat in my ear. “And for those thoughts about another man, I will not let you out of the Red Room tonight.”

I could barely hold back a moan when I heard those words. Greta shifted my attention to her, inviting me to come to her place for the weekend. We quickly exchanged phone numbers, and I said goodbye to Greta and James. Red’s hand thriftily pinched my ass.

I didn’t remember how we got to his place, but I remembered how Redmond broke into the Red Room and unbuttoned my coat ferociously.

Redmond sat on the edge of the bed and placed me over his already standing penis. I moaned, feeling the familiar thing filling his hands on my ample breast and my body. He roared like a lion, making sharp bumps and rapidly gaining his speed.

Again, I surrendered to Red. I tumbled down with him onto the bed while he completed his ritual of mastering me, moaning and snarling into my fragile neck.

Redmond muttered that he would no longer tolerate my jealousy towards women. At all times, he would be proving to me that he adores me and only me alone. I smiled at his pomposity and blackmail. We reached our orgasm and collapsed onto his large bed.

I would never forget this Red Room. The room that helped me to find myself. The Room that opened me to this wonderful man named Redmond.