Chapter 1: The Call of Temptation
Amber was at work, buried under a mountain of spreadsheets and deadlines, while Sebastian lounged on their plush leather couch, boredom gnawing at him like a persistent itch. His cock was already hard, straining against his jeans, a throbbing reminder of the primal need coursing through him. He couldn’t wait for Amber to get home—he needed release now. With a sly grin, he grabbed his phone and scrolled to a name he hadn’t dialed in months: Jodi, his ex, the kind of woman who’d drop everything for a taste of him.
'Hey, slut,' he drawled when she picked up, his voice dripping with cocky charm. 'Missed me yet? I’m hard as fuck and Amber’s not here. Get your ass over now.'
Jodi’s laugh was low and sultry, a sound that sent a jolt straight to his groin. 'Oh, Seb, you never change. Always thinking with that big dick of yours. Give me ten minutes—I’m already wet just hearing your voice.'
True to her word, Jodi strutted through the door in a tight red dress that barely covered her curves, her heels clicking with purpose. She eyed him like a predator, not a prey, her smirk sharp as a blade. 'Well, damn, look at you, all pent up and desperate. What’s the matter, Amber not keeping up with that monster cock of yours?'
Sebastian chuckled, stepping closer, his gaze raking over her. 'She’s got her own shit to handle. But you, Jodi, you’re always ready to play dirty. Get on your knees, babe. Show me how much of a slut you still are.'
Jodi raised an eyebrow, her hands on her hips, not budging an inch. 'Oh, I’ll suck you off, alright, but let’s get one thing straight—I’m not your little toy. I’m here because I want that cock, not because you snapped your fingers. So, say please, big boy.'
He grinned, loving the fire in her. 'Please, Jodi, wrap that filthy mouth around me before I lose my damn mind.'
Satisfied, she sank to her knees with a wicked glint in her eye, unzipping him with practiced ease. His hard length sprang free, and she didn’t waste a second, taking him deep in a sloppy, eager blowjob that had him groaning. 'Fuck, you’re still the best at this,' he growled, his hands tangling in her hair. 'Such a dirty little slut for me.'
Jodi pulled back just enough to shoot him a glare, her lips glistening. 'Call me a slut again, and I’ll bite this thing off. I’m owning this cock right now, not the other way around.' She dove back in, her tongue working him with ruthless skill, driving him to the edge.
But Sebastian wanted more. He yanked her up, spinning her around to bend her over the couch, hiking up her dress to reveal her dripping pussy. 'You’re soaked, Jodi. Fucking horny for me, aren’t you?' he taunted, positioning himself at her entrance.
'Shut up and fuck me already,' she snapped, pushing back against him, impatient and demanding. 'I didn’t come here for chit-chat.'
He thrust into her hard, filling her with every inch of his massive cock, both of them gasping at the raw intensity. The room filled with the sounds of their bodies slapping together, sweating and panting as they chased that high. But even as he pounded into her tight, wet heat, his mind raced—he craved more, something wilder.
'Call your friend,' he growled, not slowing his brutal pace. 'I want another pussy to wreck. Let’s make this a real party.'
Jodi moaned, her ass grinding back against him, but she shot him a sly look over her shoulder. 'Oh, you greedy bastard. Fine, I’ve got just the girl in mind. But you’d better keep up, Seb—I’m not done with you yet.'
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