The Alpha King's Obsession

Esme's POV Hearing the door slam shut as he pushed my body roughly against the door, his lips were hot on my skin where he bit and sucked on my heated flesh. I vaguely remember leaving the bar with him. But after what I saw a few hours ago, I needed a release from someone who wasn't my boyfriend. Today was his birthday and I planned on surprising him tonight with a nice dinner and hopefully a better night. But when I got home from work early, I found him and my step-sister f*****g in our bed. So I burst in and dumped him on the spot. Since then, I've received over a dozen calls since I walked out of the apartment. Both him and Rachel had called me nonstop to apologize, but I knew deep down something was going on between them, so breaking up with him wasn't as hard as I imagined it would be. The man that had been teasing the skin on my neck moved his hands down to my hips and gripped the waistband of my skirt. I rolled them against his front and the feeling of his blunt nails digging into my skin sent a thrill through me. I slipped both of my hands under his suit jacket and dragged it down his arms, wanting to feel his hot skin under my funger tips. I then brought his face down to mine and kissed him again. If I found one thing out about him, it is he knew how to kiss. He hoisted me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist, letting him take over the kiss while I worked on the buttons on his shirt. I moaned when I felt his fingers rub my core through my damp panties. He took that opportunity to invade my mouth with his tongue and I have to say it was the most exotic feeling I had ever felt. The mere smell of this man made me want to drop to my knees and taste him to see if he tasted the way he smelled. I felt my lower back hit something hard and I hissed at the sting and pulled away from the demanding kiss. The alcohol I consumed blurred every line I knew i shouldn't cross but...damn was he so perfect. His name. Wait, what was his name? Did he even tell me his name? Did I tell him mine? I bit my lip looking up at his green eyes that reminded me of the forest after it rained. His chestnut hair styled perfectly to the side made my messy red curls look like a day old hooker after working a twelve-hour shift. My hazel eyes matched his hair color almost perfectly. I was still wearing my outfit that I wore to work, a knee-length red skirt with a split on the right leg and a white button-up blouse. My red three-inch heels made this outfit look simple and mature. I was twenty-two and the new secretary to my boyfriend's boss. I'd only just got the position last week but the boss was out of town on a business trip so I haven't had a chance to meet him yet. All I know is he is a wealthy thirty-year-old man with no kids and was a bachelor. His hips thrusted against mine, sending a jolt of electricity through my clit. I threw his shirt someplace behind him after getting all the buttons undone, he pulled me from the door and turned. He walked us towards the bed. He sat down so I straddled his waist. I rolled my hips over him and he grunted, pulling at the buttons on my blouse. Once open his hand grabs my left breast and covers my n****e with his mouth, not even bothering to remove my bra. My head fell back as I rolled my hips over his erection. "I want to f**k you so hard I don't want you to be able to walk in the morning!" His husky pants whisked over my ear and I moaned just at the thought of being f****d so roughly. I pulled my skirt up so it hung on my hips, giving me better access to his hard rod that was trapped behind the cloth of his pants. While he teased both of my n*****s with his hot tongue, I reached down and undid his button and zipper. I helped him by reaching into his boxer shorts and rubbing my thumb over the tip of his c**k. I could feel the sliminess of his precum coating his tip as I ran my finger over it. "Then do it!" I told him. I saw a dark desire fill his eyes after I said that. And before I could think, my shirt was gone along with my bra, making me wonder how he got it off so quickly. My n*****s hardened into stiff peaks at the air hitting them. He rolled us and stood over me pulling his pants down just enough to pull himself out of his pants. My p***y clenched and coated my thighs with my slick wet heat. He rubbed his hand up and down his shaft as he aligned it to my entrance. I placed my legs over his hips and tried to pull him closer. But he placed a hand on my lower stomach, holding me still, and he rubbed his tip all over my entrance and up to my clit then bringing it back down coating his c**k with my arousal. He finally placed his c**k back at my opening, pushed my panties aside once again and thrusted inside in one swift motion, stealing my breath from my body at how sudden it was. My legs shook at the feeling of his hard member filling me up. I ran my nails down his abs and rolled my hips. I don't know if he was giving me time to adjust or himself, but the stillness didn't last but a second before he dug his nails into my hips and pulling me further down his member, forcing me to take all of him, and the moan that left me didn't sound like me. It sounded like a woman who had found the best toy ever and never wanted to turn it off. He pulled out of me completely before slamming back in, my back arched from the bed as he started a rough and brutal pace. My brain forgot how to work properly due to the tingles I felt covering my body at how perfect his d**k was as he f****d me brutally. My hips met him thrust for thrust, I reached down and began rubbing my clit but he grabbed both of my hands andboob pinned them above my head. He leaned over me and bit down on the side of me. Hard. I whimpered, he reached up and wrapped his thick fingers in my hair. Yanking my head back so he could suck and bite at the skin on my neck. I gripped his wrist, his mouth made my skin heat in waves of pleasure as he left multiple love bites and hickeys. I was grateful for those marks. I wanted to show Zeke what he was now missing out on the moment he stuck his d**k in my sister. I wanted him to see that I was with another man, a rebound. And goddamn did he know what he was doing? I didn't even know his name and he was already giving me the best s****l experience I had ever had. His pace became more harsh as his pelvic area slammed against mine with such force that it had my body moving up the bed with each connection. But his pelvis rubbing against my clit everytime he slammed into me only brought my orgasm closer faster. He let my hands go and wrapped one around my throat while the other moved down to my clit. I moaned loudly and closed my eyes tightly. I felt a slap to the face and I opened my eyes, glaring at him. He was breathing heavily as he played with my bundle. I felt my eyes begin to roll back into my head again when he let my neck go and slapped me harder. I moaned, loving how dominant he was being with me. I closed my eyes again, feeling myself almost tip over the edge. His hand landed harshly on my other cheek, then he hit my clit where he was playing with it, after hitting it he pinched it so hard I felt like I was going to c*m right then. My hips bucked towards his hand and he moved faster. "More," I moaned, rolling my hips to meet his thrusts. His perfect eyes locked with mine and my legs shook at how he stared back at me. He went under me and lifted me up and into his strong arms. They were tight beneath my hands as he took me over and slammed me against the bed post. His arms held my legs open, open so wide he could see me side down on his c**k that was coated in my juices. I felt my stomach tighten and with just a few more of his harsh thrusts I came all over him. He pulled out of me suddenly as my p***y tried to clamp down on him but found nothing to claim as it's victim. He threw me back against the bed and hiked up my legs, then brought his mouth down on my throbbing clit. I jerked away from him and began moving back further up the bed as his teeth bit down on my bundle. I saw white dancing in front of my vision as he sucked me dry. His tongue flattened over my p***y, making me moan louder. He pressed my waist down, keeping me from moving more. I wish he hadn't because he tipped me over the edge again. When he released my p***y from his mouth, he climbed over me and forced his d**k into me once more. I didn't think I could take anymore. He jerked before I felt him stiffen over me and tense up. He quickly pulled out again and I looked down as he came all over my opening, smearing his release all over my p***y lips. He pushed the head of his c**k inside me, not caring that he was dragging his release with him, and if I was completely honest, I didn't care either. I'll just deal with it tomorrow. Tonight I wanted him to c*m all over in and use every hole I had that he wanted from me. And for the rest of the night, that's what I let happen. Again and again.