No Strings Contract

KILLIAN

Eve was different.

Or maybe, she was playing hard to get.

The last fourteen women I had entanglements with, never turned me down on the first dates. They were even willing to be in my bed on our very first meeting.

Not only did she turn me down, she took off the emerald neck piece I gifted her, shoving it into my hands.

Okay, that's something.

And it's actually bad. Very bad. She literally bruised my ego.

Yes, I've already made up my mind she's my new pum pum. But that didn't mean I was going to crawl to get her. Never.

I'm not the type of man who chases women. It was the other way round.

Ahh! Killian, take a chill pill. You're crashing out.

And why the fuck was my dick excited?

"Calm down little man, Eve's not yours yet." I patted on my enraged cock. But he chose not to listen. It was as of it got happier hearing Eve's name.

Fuck! Eve would pay for this torture she was making me pass through. Definitely.

My ringing phone snapped me out of my thoughts. It was my driver.

"Sir, she has gotten home."

"Alright, Jesse. I'm coming out now." I said as I rose up from my seat. I looked down at my trouser to know if my arousal was visible.

Damn, it was.

I pulled off my suit jacket and pulled out my carefully tucked in white shirt. I heaved a sigh of relief when I got covered.

Putting my returned gift into my pocket, I grabbed my jacket and left. It was time to devise another means of convincing Eve to accept my offer.

As soon as I reached my penthouse, to my bedroom, I yanked off my tie and threw it on the bed before unbuttoning my shirt.

I peeled off my trousers.

"Shit!" I hissed. My cock was threatening to tear my briefs. I was aching so bad.

Another night to use a cold shower. I hope it would calm me down as usual, but I was damn wrong.

My thoughts drifted, Eve all over my mind. No woman has gotten me this worked up in a very long time.

I took off my briefs, freeing my full blown cock.

No, no, I wasn't going to touch myself. I thought. But the erotic scenes conjured in my head about Eve seemed not be helping matters.

Twisting my shower knob, I snatched my body wash and poured a sizeable amount on my shaky hand. The water from my shower head fell in tiny drops slowly.

I imagined what would be like if Eve's hand on my cock right now. Worse, how her lips would clung on it perfectly. I felt a new wave of arousal run through me, veins on my rock hard length.

"Bloody hell!" I grabbed my cock with my soapy hand. This would be the last time I'd be going solo. It was a promise.

A silent curse left my lips when I gave myself the first stroke, my eyes closed. On my mind now, I was seeing Eve tonight on that dress. That provocative dress.

Eve's legs. I stroke.

Eve's bare back. Another stroke.

Eve's face. Stroke four.

I began pumping when I imagined what would have after she had accepted offer.

I don't usually smash my entanglements on our first dates.

But Eve was a fucking exception!

I pictured kissing her senseless as I strip her dress off, her soaked panties following. I was certain she would gasp, those big green eyes on shock. Then, I would be use my tongue to run through the length of her sleek body. At this point, her moans would be everywhere.

Damn! How was Eve's moans sound like? Whatever the sound, I don't mind 'cause it was driving me crazy.

"Ahh!" I groaned as I rubbed the bead of arousal at the tip of my still hard cock.

My mouth on her nipples, sucking and soft biting.

Her belly button.

Her thighs.

Her pussy. Ohhh, heavenly!

My hands imprinting on her ass, holding her tightly as I eat her out. I bet she'd taste divine.

I supported myself by holding the wall with my other hand. My legs were getting wobbly. My body was literally burning.

At this point in my mind fantasy, she'd be pouring herself into my mouth which I would gladly swallow, making sure I took every single drop. As she would still be undergoing ripples of intense peaking, that'd be the perfect moment to slam my cock into her.

The cock in my hand now into her warmth.

I sped up with my strokes.

Imaginations of Eve's throaty cries filling my ears as I fuck her in and out with an increased pace, her hands on my back, her nails scratching and digging...

The fantasy collapsed as my body erupts in pleasure. I shut my eyes tightly and hot cum shoot out of my cock, my pent up sexual frustration released.

My chest heaved with every breath after I was done. My dick was already soft and flat.

"Fuck you, Eve," I cursed silently while I rested my head on the wall.

I adjusted the knob of my shower, letting the water rush out faster.

In what seemed like ten minutes after, I was through with washing up. I slipped into my bath robe as I stepped into my bedroom.

It was ten minutes past nine. There was plenty of time left to make a quick order.

"Jack, can you go down to any florist's shop and get me three big bouquets of white roses." I said to my personal butler.

"Alright, Mr Gray."

"I'm sending two thousand. Make sure you get really good ones."

"At your service, Sir."

I ended the call, tossing my phone to the bed. Opening my first drawer, I brought out the new phone I got for Evelyn, an iPhone 16.

I usually get new phones for my women that they'd use to reach out to me personally.

Yes, I have different numbers.

I scribbled some words on my note, then tore out the page. This, along with the flowers and phone would be going to Eve's place by tomorrow morning.

I was shooting my shot again...and this time, I was going to add a new condition to our contract.

Something I've never done before.