While watching press conference.

~Shhh... just a little more~

ALORA POV:

He thrusts his length inside her wet pu**y. She tightened around his monstrous length, feeling every inch of him. A breathy moan escaped from her lips as she felt that and he could not stop himself from groaning as well. "I think it is possible for a man to die while having s*x." He said as he continued to torment her with his d**k. She could not help but chuckle. Little beads of sweat shining on her face and breasts. Those voluptuous curves of her body... she looked dazzling under the sunlight that was coming from the window of her room.

She looked at him with the hazy eyes and ran her fingertips on his hard abs. Her touch was feather light but his body stiffened greatly. It showed how much power she held over him.

And when he lost control of himself, he flipped her in one swift motion, taking her from behind. The sudden change in position made her moan louder than ever. Furthermore, he felt even deeper and bigger from behind. He grabbed the fistful of her hair and pushed her head deeper in the pillow as he ravaged her hole. Their pleasure filled moans took over the ambience while the smell of s*x was no less than an aphrodisiac.

"Harder..." She screamed. The way her insides were engulfing him, he knew she was close. He was as well. It is hard for him to keep his self control when it comes to her.

"Cum with me, darling." He said through the gritted teeth while his grip on her hips was bruising. He let his head stretch backwards as they came together with a loud groan.

Her legs shook so hard that she could not support her body anymore and laid on her stomach while he fell on the top of her but he made sure not to crush her with his weight. He kissed her neck and tucked the sweaty strands of her hair behind her ear. "That was amazing." She whispered. He could not help but smile against her skin.

"Oh my God. That was hot." I slammed the book shut on my erotic novel and fanned my face with my hands. The temperature of my body was to the point of smouldering. "I don't get why am I turned on so much while reading a book and not when I am with Asher." I could not help but say with disappointment. He has been my boyfriend for a year and now I am sick of faking orgasms.

The wetness between my legs was proof of how sexually deprived I am. I sighed and threw my head back. "This is so messed up." I could not help but feel guilty. In the start, I thought it would get better with Asher but these days, it is getting worse instead. I hid the book in the last drawer of the side table.

Before I even had the chance to get up and take care of myself, after a soft knock on the door, the knob rotated and it opened with a little sound. Asher peeked inside the room and smiled upon seeing me, "Hey there, what's up?"

My eyes widened in shock as I glanced at him. Wait a sec! What is going on here? I was racking my brain....

"Alora, are you okay?" He walked inside, "You are red." He pointed at my cheeks and tried to check my temperature but I slipped away immediately.

"I am... I am fine." I was extremely flustered. There is no way I am going to tell him that I was in the mood until you came.

"If you are not feeling well, it's alright. We can go on a date some other time." He said with concern.

While I bit my lower lip. I was already cheating on him with an erotica and taking a raincheck now would make me feel worse. "I am okay. I just need to take a shower." I walked towards my wardrobe to take my clothes, "I am sorry, I was caught up reading a book (I said book! Damnit)..." I swallowed nervously, "You will have to wait for me. Just 15 minutes."

He plopped on my bed, "Don't rush. Take your time. I can wait." He smiled at me.

I took a quick glance at his face. Asher Donovan is not bad looking. White skin, blond hair, blue eyes that are always hidden behind the thick frame of his glasses... 5.9ft height... he is definitely a heartthrob at the campus and wherever he goes. Moreover, his Dad is a congressman just like mine. That's how we were forced to get together. I sighed silently and made my way into the bathroom.

I stripped out of my clothes and turned on the shower. Before I could cleanse my body, I ran my fingers in between my legs. The arousal coated my fingers. I exhaled loudly. There is no way I am going to musterbate in here while Asher is sitting outside. I pushed all the dirty thoughts behind and took a quick shower. After I was done, I dried my body and hair before slipping inside whatever dress I got. It was a plain off white dress reaching far below my knees and had half sleeves. I was not revealing any of my skin other than this. Please thank the secretary of my Dad for making me such boring clothes and making me look like a grandma when I am just 21.

I did not even bother to look at my reflection when I stepped out of the bathroom. Meanwhile, Asher was flipping through the channels on the TV.

"You look gorgeous." He looked at me from head to toe. The light that shone in his eyes was clear to me when he saw me.

'At least someone's getting pleasure out of our relationship. ' I could not help but think.

"Thank you, Asher but I haven't even brushed my hair yet." I pointed at the tangled strands of my hair before taking a seat in front of the vanity. He quietly gave me the space to get prepared for the date. While he listened to some news. This is why I hate all the men that are around. My Dad, Asher, his Dad... they all are the same. Politics, politics and just politics.

I rolled my eyes and applied moisturiser on my face. Suddenly, there was an announcement that made my heartbeat a little faster for some unknown reason.

"And the grand prix winner is RHYS LARSEN." My eyes immediately darted toward the screen and that's when Asher changed the channel.

I got up, rushed towards him and snatched the remote from his hand without thinking about anything else. He looked at me with pure shock.

I switch back the channel and that's when his extremely handsome face filled the screen. "I am feeling ecstatic right now. "Winning a Grand Prix is an ultimate dream of every F1 racer and it feels extremely surreal..." He was saying.

Those black hair, black eyes, chiseled jaws, plump lips... Rhys Larsen is a sight to behold. Meanwhile, I totally forgot about the finale. Still, I am happy to see that he won.

"I don't get this. Why do they have to risk their life just to drive a car? It is really boring and so uncool-" Asher was saying a lot more and it made me clench my teeth really hard.

I threw the remote in his direction and roughly brushed my hair. I didn't even do the courtesy to apply some makeup on my face, "I am ready. Let's go." I just want this night to be over.

Asher looked at me with concern but he did not say anything. Soon, we were having dinner at some Michelin star restaurant while our bodyguards were keeping an eye on us.

"You seem... different tonight." Asher could not tolerate my silence as he said.

"I have a headache." I stuffed my face with the steak as I told him half-heartedly.

"Really? You should have told me earlier. I would have let you get some rest." He said with little disappointment, "I was planning on taking you to my place. My parents went to Melbourne today."

And I know where this is leading. I am nothing but a s*x toy for him and it's like my Dad has sold me to him.

Furthermore, I would rather use my vibrator than his d**k.

"I am really sorry, Asher. I need some rest."

"No problem. I will take you home." Disappointment took over his voice as he said.

"You don't have to. I can go with Linda." I looked at my guard who was looking at me with eagle eyes. I am tired of those stares at this point.

"Okay." Asher did not press the matter and let me go while I returned with Linda.

The second I was in my room, I turned on the TV where a press conference was going on. Reporters were questioning Rhy and he looked ravishing with the undone racing fit.

I laid on the bed as I stared at him. The way his lips moved as he gave answers, his veiny hands, long and thick fingers... and in the next second I imagined them inside me. Heat pooled in the pit of my stomach within seconds. I hastily opened the drawer and took out a vibrator. I put it on the high speed. There is no time to waste tonight. The second it touched my cl*t, I moaned really loud. In fact, I had to bite my lower lip to stop myself from letting the world hear me.

I looked at his face and it took me less than 3 minutes to orgasm. My body rocked from the bed, my legs shook and my entire body convulsed as I had that hard earned orgasm tonight.

Suddenly, Rhys looked into the camera. He said something which I did not hear at all. But his eyes... it was like he was staring directly at me and he caught me musterbate while looking at me.

My eyes widened in shock but soon he looked away. I let out a sigh of relief and could not help but chuckle.

"I must be the first person to musterbate while watching a press conference." I am sure people do that when they are watching porn or something dirty.. but me... Alora Scarlett has discovered a dirty desire.

I looked at the screen again where Rhys was getting up from his seat. His huge height and build made my mouth water once again.