Quod Me Nutrit Me Destruit: That Which Destroys Me with The Alternate Ending (9 page)

And So the Lion Fell For The Lamb

She said I’ll make it. I almost lost my shit with that spoken absurdity! If she had any… ANY goddamn idea how close I came to abducting her
sexy ass last night, ‘You’ll make it,’ would not be her choice of words.

NO! No. Do not ask me if I returned like a stalker last night and watched her building. And no. Don’t ask if I checked and in return found her building’s door, locks and security being so inadequate, I actually *coughs* pushed the process of acquiring said real estate.

Hey. Don’t judge me.

I stop the Lotus in the valet line, pull the emergency break up, and step from my car, tossing the keys to the valet guy before I rush over to open Stella’s door.

“I’m going to go out on a limb here…You like Italian food?” She laughs while looping her arm in my crooked elbow.

“Yes, I guess you can say that.” I chuckle leading her through the stained glass doors to
Antonino’s Italiano Cuisine.

Stella and I are sat in a secluded area I reserved for us
last Monday. I immediately spew our order in Italian to the waiter to get it over with and supply us with some privacy for the inquisition I have planned for Ms. Reese.

“What in God’s name did you just order?” Her giggle sounds like music to my ears - which is quite odd because I hate it when women giggle. I’ve always found it irritating and childish. That’s not the case with Stella, though.

I lean towards her until my mouth is next to her ear, “I promise you’ll enjoy it, my Stella.” I whisper before sucking her earlobe into my mouth and grazing it with my teeth, causing her to shudder.

“I thought about a lot of things last night after I dropped you off. 
Mostly thoughts based on you. More specifically: where, when, and how I will acquire you. Do you understand?”

After she ducks her head I watch a faint blush creep up from the low neckline of her dress and over the top swells of her breasts. HARD. My cock is hard enough to drive nails because of that blush.

“I thought a lot about you as well, Wesley. More than I am willing to confess. However, I can say that I’m certain whatever is happening between us, I like and I’m ready to see where it’s going.” I witness her determination as she gathers and pulls it up around her like a cloak. “To answer your question, yes, Wesley, I understand.”

Good girl.

Have I mentioned I find it downright appalling and annoying as fuck when my questions are not directly answered? If not, then you’ve been duly noted.

“I want you to stay the night with me, Stella. I want to begin this…” I motion between us before settling my hand on her bare thigh just below her skirt, “…Us, tonight. I will push so hard that you are going to want to both run to me and away from me. I’m going to twist your emotions and mind into
nothing more than a cluster-fuck. If you are able to withstand my diabolical methods, if you remain a good girl and please me without pissing me off too many times, then after I fuck your mind, I’m going to fuck you—past the brink of insanity, exactly where you’ve left me waiting since I first laid eyes on you. Understood?”

She nods emphatically, “Yes. I do, I understand.”

My hand tightens on her thigh. As my other arm slides around her waist and pulls her to me, my mouth slants over hers.

Our tongues war between our teeth biting and licking one another’s mouths. I swallow her moans and
mewls. When her hand moves over my raging hard on and squeezes, I feel pre-cum leak from the tip of my cock and it causes me to jerk back, looking from her swollen, pouty red lips to her ever changing hazel eyes.

My thumb pad swipes the corner of her mouth and with my other hand, I remove hers from my cock before I tsk her, “No. That is not acceptable, Ms. Reese. You. Do. Not. Touch. Only when I tell you, are you allowed to touch. Understood?”

“Yes.” Her tongue sweeps over her lips before she looks anxiously down at  her clenched hands in her lap.

“Good.” My fingertips pull her chin up until our eyes meet. “Good girl. I’ll show more tolerance towards your little missteps than usual. That’s how important it is for me to own you.” I smile and lean into her lips for a quick kiss before the waiter is at our table with wine and appetizers.

“Wow.” Stella’s eyes light up at the appetizers I ordered. “This looks…Wow. I forgot to eat today, I was so excited. This looks delicious, Wes.” When she smiles at me like she is right now -  like a kid on Christmas morning ready to open their first gift … over forty measly bucks worth of appetizers -  crazy shit starts happening. For one, I’m proud. My chest splits with pride knowing I made her smile that way. Then I feel an overwhelming need to protect, keep her safe and hidden from anyone or anything.

I just stare at her gobbling up calamari, fried ravioli, and stuffed mushrooms and somewhere in my
awe, I fall a little more for Stella Reese.

I fall more than I’ve ever fallen in my entire life… I fall more than I ever intended on falling.

After dinner, we drive to my penthouse. We walk into my foyer and I notice Stella kick off her shoes. Around a chuckle I tell her, “Stella, leave your heels on.” Her eyes fly to mine, blinking at me for a moment before slipping her little feet back into her high heels.

“Okay.” She says quietly.

“I think we should start by you removing everything except the heels, Ms. Reese.” She balks at me and I shake my head before walking into the living room and taking a seat on my high, winged back leather chair. I lean back in the chair to rest my left foot over my right knee and steeple my fingers before narrowing my eyes on her still unmoving at the edge of the foyer.

“Do not make me repeat myself, Ms. Reese. Everything but the heels.”

She swallows several times before moving into action. The entire time she chews on that damn pouty bottom lip of hers. Once her clothes are removed she is standing before me in nothing but a pale pink corset and black stiletto high heels. NO Panties. FUCK.

“You are fucking stunning, Ms. Reese. Absolutely exquisite, breathtaking. Even though you’ve yet to do what I demanded, you’ve still made my cock so hard, it throbs. Now, after you’ve finished doing as I said, I want you to tell me how what I just said makes you feel.”

I watch as her trembling hands begin unbuttoning the
corset fumbling several times with the buttons. A sardonic grin slithers its way onto my face when the pale pink material flutters to the floor in front of her;. Standing before me, the embodiment of seduction, her pale creamy skin is the epitome of perfection. Her breasts are pale and tipped with perfect light pink pebbled nipples, her pussy completely bare and ravishingly mouthwatering.

I feel like a famished man; one that has been neglected of sun, water, food, even life. For the first time, I’m granted a taste of heaven, feasting on the woman every single woman before her paled in comparison to. 

I didn’t think it was even possible, but I fall even more for this Aphrodite, this enchanting little temptress, more than I ever thought possible. I fall for her right then and there.

Once I’ve somewhat gained a grasp on my quickly slipping reins of control, I clear my throat before speaking. “How do you feel standing in front of me completely bare knowing that I would give almost anything to bend you over that foyer table and fuck you until you passed out from pleasure alone?”

She fidgets on her feet, chewing on that goddamn lip of hers again and I watch uncertainty skate across her features. “I don’t know how to explain it… my mind is all jumbled up with words and feelings I don’t understand. Can I have a minute before answering?”

“No. You may not have a minute. I want you to tell me, Ms. Reese, does it make your pussy wet? It’s obvious I make your body shudder. I can see your body quivering from here. Now, answer the question, is your pussy wet?”

A blush creeps from the tops of her perfect perky tits up the delicate arch of her neck and settles high on her cheeks. “Yes, sir.”

“You want to be a good girl for me, don’t you, angel?” I ask.

She moans before answering, “Yes, sir.”

The beast within me snaps his shackles and batters his way through, instantly causing me to stand and stalk towards her. I stand towering over her tiny frame, my six four stature dwarfing her. “Put your fingers between your legs, rub that pussy for me, Ms. Reese. Right. Now.”

Her chest is heaving in breaths, making her breasts rise and fall over and over as her hand slides in between her legs and barely brushes herself before moving her hand back to her side again.

“No. Stella, rub your fucking clit until I can hear how wet you are,
then finger your goddamn pussy. If I wanted you to slide your hand over it, I would have used those words. Now, if you want to make me proud: Finger. That. Pussy.”

Her blush deepens, staining her cheeks darker than
I’ve yet to see on her beautiful face. As she does as I demanded, pride swells in my chest and blood swells my cock. I step back before unbuckling my belt then unbutton my slacks and release my cock. Slowly, I stroke it watching her from hooded eyes as she shudders.

When she looks down her eyes grow wide and she gasps before licking her lips and moving her hand faster. “Good girl, Stella, now—finger your cunt.”

She does as she’s told while I step back a few steps until I feel the back of my knees hit the chair behind me, I sit down and lean back, widening my knees and continue stroking. Stella’s eyes are clenched closed, her chest is rising and falling faster, and I know just by the quivering of her body’s muscles, she has brought herself to the brink of orgasm.

Bearing in mind the last time I kept her from release, I caught hell as well as created a set back for us, I slowly, softly tell her in the most
authorative voice I can muster. “Stop, Ms. Reese. Remove your fingers, don’t you dare cum.”

Her eyelashes flutter open and confusion flashes across her features. “Huh?” She blinks rapidly but removes her hand.

“You want to be a good girl for me don’t you?” I ask again.

“Y-yes.”

I release my cock before raising my hand and crook my finger, “Come here, Ms. Reese.” She sways a bit before staggering forward, stopping when directly in front of me.

I smile up at her before instructing her, “Grab a pillow and set it on the floor between my feet.” I point to the couch covered in pillows, spurring her into action.

Once she has the pillow placed, I nod towards it, “Knees on the pillow, hands placed one on each thigh, understood?”

“Yes, sir.”

And then it happens, right fucking here people - it happens - and if I weren’t already sitting down, my knees would’ve buckled and I would have landed on my ass.

Stella Jolie Reese settles into an almost perfect sub stance, her knees hit the pillow, legs bent putting her ass on her feet,
her hands land softly, one on each of my thighs. Stella keeps her head down but I still see her smile around chewing her bottom lip.

I whisper to her in an even tone, “You have no idea how happy you make me. You doing okay?” Her head nods but I tilt her face up with one hand and grasp my cock in the other. When her eyes meet mine I tell her, “Words. From now on, Stella, you use words, not gestures, understood?”

“Yes, sir. And I’m fine. I promise.” Her hazel eyes are almost hunter green and completely clouded in lust.

I glance down at my cock in my hand then look, narrowing my eyes on hers, “Put the fingers you almost covered in cum inside my mouth.”

She brushes my lips with her two fingertips and I suck both in all the way to the knuckle before swirling my tongue around each one, licking her fingers clean. My eyes roll back into my head and close, a groan escapes my chest as her taste floods my mouth. I suck both fingers dry before releasing them.

“Finger that sweet goddamn cunt of yours again until you coat your fingers in cum, Ms. Reese.”

She immediately does as instructed, my fist tightens around my cock, stroking it faster as I watch her bring herself to orgasm, bucking against her hand wantonly. Her face chest and breasts are flushed… Her eyes never wavering from mine throughout the entire life altering moment.

I have to clear my throat before speaking, but the words still come out husky, “Put
your cum covered hand around my cock.” I grab her hand forcing it to grasp my cock and watch as she awkwardly holds it before expertly running her thumb around the rim then over the slit collecting the pre-cum seeping from the tip.