My CEO Boss Is A Masked Internet Sensation-Chapter 31: Canoe On The Rough River

(Arata)

(R-18 Content Ahead. Please read Author’s Note.)

Grabbing my hands again, he used his grip as shackles to pin them above my head again. Masterfully he rutted into me and my whole body shook as his hardened shaft disappeared into my leaking core.

My mouth opened and I couldn’t help but squeak at being filled, too filled.

Ohhh, he wasn’t small at all as my walls clenched around his invading serpent, seeking wet pleasures lying deep within.

My breasts bounced together as he pummeled into me while keeping my wrists arrested and holding me in position.

"So wet, so ready—you are one greedy phoenix." I loved how he continued to call me Phoenix.

His free hand grabbed my breasts and pulled using it as a peg to anchor himself over me.

I squealed from the pleasure, from the feel of his hard rod pulsating inside of me, plunging in and out like a rhythmic piston.

He grunted. "I am going to make you cum so hard that you will forget that pig who broke your heart." His voice heavy as he lifted my right leg and angled his body to reach further, letting go of my hands. His lips traced the skin of my legs, leaving smouldering kisses on my burning skin.

"N—no!" My body was shaking so violently that I couldn’t even speak properly. His coarse tongue was now licking my flesh. The loss of contact with his chest left me wanting and I clutched the velvety sheets underneath, trying to hold on.

My back arched and I let out a sinful moan, my toes curling inwards. The blindfold I wished to yank off my eyes and just watch this dreamy man pounding into me.

Watch his muscles flexing under the blue light.

"Feel every inch of my skin inside you—feel how it’s pulsing with need," he continued to throatily whisper against my leg. His length went deeper than Andy’s ever had gone and the need to see it grew.

My hands ached from how I was clutching the sheets below. They had crumpled and I was sure my knuckles had turned snow white.

"I—want to see your body—Pleaseee!" I groaned, my body shaking and burning underneath him.

Placing a deep kiss on my leg, he finally placed it down and slowed down for the first time since he had started grinding into me.

Slowly, he pulled out, and I almost screamed from the lack of touch.

"Alright—let me put on my mask." I felt the slow draft of wind and movement on my left. He moved quietly but I could sense where he was. The rustling of clothes had my attention, and my heart thumped faster and faster.

I stayed in my position but my hands slacked against the sheets. The bed dipped after a few minutes and I sensed his hands slide underneath me as he picked me up in his strong arms. I grabbed his neck to keep myself steady as he stood me up and steadied me on my heels. My palms he made to rest on a cold surface and arms angled. His body enveloped me from behind. The callous hand slid between my breasts and up to my neck, clamping around it. The other hand went behind my head and unfurled the soft cloth he had wrapped around my eyes.

Black dots danced in front of my eyes as I squinted them, letting them adjust to the light after being in the dark for so long.

The cloth was gone when my eyes fully opened and I stared at my reflection in the body-length mirror he had stood me against. My gaze wavered behind me, where he stood like a character plucked from some fantasy game. The Ken mask with teeth was back on along with a black cropped shirt that rested above his midriff and covered his arms, shoulders and neck. The defined muscles bulged underneath the shirt while his pecs stood out inviting.

Stylish and sexy he towered behind me like a dark shadow, his eyes peeping at me intense, wild and hungry.

Graceful like a panther, set to attack and devour me. My eyes widened like a rabbit frozen in fear of its predator while I watched him in stunned awe.

The veins in his hand traced paths like liquid sapphire tendrils as his grip tightened on my chin and he pulled me flush against his heaving chest.

Fully exposed like a canoe on a fast-flowing river, and yet I felt no fear. I had placed myself at his mercy. This canoe wished to be taken by the harsh waves, even drowning in it.

"What an exotic creature you are, Phoenix," he grumbled alongside my temple. The warm breath leaked out from the hole in his mask. "Look at yourself and now watch as I own your pretty body."

My knees badly shook at the sheer domination in his voice. Like an intense ache, it stormed through my veins and liquefied my insides, letting my juices stream out between my legs, coating them like a sheen.

Excitement flashed in my eyes and an understanding passed between us as he pushed me against the glass again, bending me forward. My palms slightly slipped on the cold shiny surface while his hand landed on my back, pushing me down so I bent over.

Embarrassment coasted every inch of my skin but the effects of alcohol numbed me for now. I will have plenty of time later to feel mortified at this decision.

But now I wished to be fucked like there was no tomorrow.

And then my eyes slowly took in the massive thing between his legs through the mirror. Covered in the rubber he grabbed it in his hands and nudged it towards my opening.

"Brace yourself." Was the only warning that left his lips as he glided inside my spread lower lips.

And, oh my was he right in the warning. Too thick and big, he put Andy’s to shame.

Wickedly blissful indulgence spread like a soothing balm as he took me in this position, something I had not experienced before.

He began to thrust, his pecker pumped inside me as I watched his herculean body with my mouth salivating. The sound of skin slapping bombarded the air mixed with my slow moans and his rapid grunts.

...Continuing on and on...

His hand clamped at the base of my hair and nudged my head back, arching my back even more. I had done ballet for a while so my body was quite stretchy.

"Eyes closed," he demanded and I obeyed.

Lowering his head, he claimed my lips yet again. He must have upped his mask slightly.

Our mutual exploration of each other’s wet cavity initiated, luscious and demanding, his kisses were to die for and I knew I would remember them forever.

"...cum...for me..." he mumbled into my mouth while quickening his pace. My legs shook, and my body trembled as another orgasm rumbled through me, and I almost plunged to the ground.

His steady hands caught me and had me flattened against himself as he kissed my hair and whispered.

"Let’s get you cleaned up before the next round. I didn’t get to use my toys."

What? How much stamina did this man have?

I was exhausted.

"What?"