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Jamal Kunis POV

“You are mad; you know that right?” I said to her.

“Maybe,” she said. “Maybe not.” She continued arranging her bag. “So what is next for you?” she asked me.

“What else has been there for me from the beginning?” I asked. “To rule. I would rule, just as I have been doing from the day of my birth till now.”

“You have been ruling from the day of your birth?” she teased my words.

“Well, not exactly but I have been ruling quite alright for a very long time I would say.”

To be honest, I have been ruling for a very long time but my answer to her question of what was next was far from true. Maybe I would rule, I had to rule, did I not? But that would only be what I would be doing on the outside. On the inside, another whole entirely different activity would be going on – something that might oddly resemble mourning. Not a type of mourning done for the dead, but one that would be done for the living that has left, for ones that we held close and dear to us. Someone like Methis Delis. It was an exit I did not want to happen but I had to watch happen because there really was nothing I could do about it. It was something she wanted for herself and I think it would make and show me to be a better person if I was just to let her go than forcing another decision on her.

She looked at me, "How about this," a sly smile played on her lips, "One more bit of sex, for the road?"

I couldn't help but smile, "For the road."

Giggling, she pulled away from me, jogging into the bathroom, "Let me dress for the occasion then."

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Methis Delis POV

I’d left the bathroom and had finished parading around in my towel to entice him and tease him with my curves and dropped the towel. He feigned indifference and carried on reading. He shifted in the bed and that was his giveaway. He was affected.

Snuggling down into the bed under the plump duvet, the fresh, crisp, white sheets were welcoming after the scorching hot shower. Positioning the length of my body against his, I slowly and rhythmically stroked my leg along his. Virtually hairless, I enjoyed his smooth, warm skin sliding against mine. He continued to concentrate on his book and I wanted to know what was so fascinating.

Tracing my finger on the page, the book disappeared and his mouth was on mine. I would never know what the book was about. His tongue in my mouth had erased all thoughts of reading, he was probing, searching and dueling with mine. The relentless pressure of his mouth on mine was intoxicating. I wanted more than anything at that moment for his cock to plunge into my pussy. I curbed my impatience as I wanted this to play out many times before I collapsed exhausted from our fucking.

The air in the room stilled and a hot flash of heat covered my body, his passionate kisses increased. Sadly he had taken off his sexy glasses and thrown them out of reach. He held me tight to his body, wrapping his arms around my back. He still had his boxers on, but I could feel his hard cock against my stomach.

I needed to get closer, pushing him over to his back I sat astride his hips and leaned down and took over kissing the life out of him. I couldn’t resist fondling his cock, I wanted to feel his hardness. Stroking him through the material a kissing his plump lips turned me on more. I had control, even if it was only for a few minutes. I enjoyed setting the pace of the luxurious open-mouth kissing, my tongue licking in and out of his mouth. Messily missing where I wanted to go and catching his lips in my teeth. If I kept up this frantic pace, I would come before I’d stripped him of his underwear.

Grinding my pussy into his boxers I teased his cock harder, this only resulted in my desire rising and more desperate to have him inside me. Images of him thrusting hard as he slammed into me flashed through my mind. I couldn’t wait any longer and scooted down the bed and pulled off his one remaining piece of clothing and enjoyed the view of his massive hard cock. His tip glistened in the low lighting of the room and I licked my lips in anticipation of tasting him. I heard him groan quietly, when my soft hands held his cock, it was thrilling to have him at my mercy. Stroking him firmly, watching the beads of liquid form at his slit. I bent down and took the tip of his penis in my mouth, licking and sucking just the end of him at first. Open-mouthed kisses, sucking gently any liquid that had escaped.

I took him by surprise and took his whole length into my mouth in one go and was rewarded with his expletive statement whispered from his lips. Grinning as he popped out of my mouth, I licked my way down to his hairless ball sack and took them into my mouth and sucked on those too. Grabbing hold of his thighs, my nose nudged the base of his cock until I pulled away and let his balls drop. I could have licked and sucked him until he came, but he had other ideas.

Hauling me up to his taut, muscled body, by my arms he positioned me so I could sink my pussy down and sheath his cock. Placing him at my entrance, I held my breath as I dropped down on him, feeling full as my arse hit his thighs. Wasting no time at all, I needed to feel the friction of him inside me and supported myself placing my hands on his chest and sliding my pussy up and down his length. My wet channel made the thrusting of his cock feel amazing. I needed another of his passionate kisses and we were just getting started. Leaning forward, I sucked on his lower lip until he caught the nape of my neck with his hand and pulled me in for a deeper kiss. Bouncing up and down on his cock, I was desperate to come, climbing higher and higher I held onto the headboard for support. With his tongue in my mouth and his cock in my pussy, I came hard while I still allow him to thrust up into me. I strangle his cock with my first orgasm. It is a powerful throb that I feel in my heart and belly, he is not stopping for a second grabbing my breasts and sucking on my nipples as I come down from my high.

He lifted me by my waist and told me to turn around, he says he wanted to see my arse cheeks as they landed on his flat stomach when I take him inside again. I was delighted that he had the stamina for another round, he was still hard and hadn't come. I had high hopes that my lover could go all night.

Sitting astride his hips once more I guided him to my entrance and sat on his cock feeling the fullness once more. His roaming hands find their way to my clit and start to rub, my fingers joined in and taught him to rub at a rhythm I enjoyed. He was a fast learner and I left him to it and rest back and support my body to gain height to slam down on his cock repeatedly. He was so big and hard that I needed to orgasm again.

My moans were getting louder as I opened my mouth with the pleasure he was giving me. It was becoming too much and I laid back on his chest, he grabbed my breasts and squeezed hard capturing my nipples and pinching hard. It raised my oncoming orgasm higher. He kissed and bit my shoulder and I loved it. I swivelled my hips and teased him, but he wanted the control back and snaked his hand around my throat and kept me in one place while he thrust up. At each thrust up he gently tightened and released his hold on my throat. To be at someone else’s mercy and control was exhilarating.

Holding me tight he turned so we were on our side, he was still inside thrusting, not missing a beat and pushing me from behind. His hip action was hard and purposeful, he knew exactly how to push me higher and over the top to my second orgasm. It was a slower throb and cascaded down his cock, I squeezed my walls and I was instantly rewarded with a hard thrust as he stays balls deep in my pussy.

We were both soaked with sweat from our exertions and he still hadn't come. Interlocking our fingers, he increased the movement and fucked me harder. My pussy was tight around him and I felt every inch as he hit the top of my channel. I needed to kiss him again and stretch my neck back. He helped by pulling on my chin and licked into my mouth not bothering with kissing my lips, just dueling tongues.

He knelt and pulled my leg up resting my ankle on his shoulder and used all his strength to fuck me harder still. Fucking hell, it’s deep this way, the momentum of the repeated hard slaps echoes in the room. His efforts pushed me further on the bed and I use the headboard as a buffer, I’m grateful it’s padded.

He was going to make me come a third time and I can’t wait to experience it, I’ve never come three times in one night. He grabbed hold of my hips and concentrated on building me up again, the groans coming from him were telling me he was near his orgasm too, but he was waiting for me. It doesn’t take long for this stud of a man to make me come again.

He collapsed near me, breathing hard through his mouth. As I turned over to cuddle him, I realized quickly, that he had fallen asleep.