Title: The prize
Author: Bookaddict
Fandom:Angel Marcus Hamilton
Characters: Marcus Hamilton/OC
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Marcus Hamilton is not my creation – more’s the pity
Word count: 588
Comments: My very belated continuation from Raffle and The winner. Written for the Valentine’s challenge at
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“Hi!” Trina bounced up to the reception desk in the opulent foyer. “I’m the representative from the Carter Corporation.”
“Fifth floor; first left. See Mr Hamilton’s personal assistant.”
The girl behind the desk couldn’t be less interested and for a moment Trina was deflated. But she recalled the way Hamilton had filled out his suit and her excitement returned as she took the lift.
“Hi!” she repeated as she bounded over to the Personal assistant’s desk. “I’m from Carter Corporation…”
“Mr Hamilton is expecting you,” the man behind the desk looked her up and down. “Please follow me.”
He led the way into one of the most opulent bathrooms Trina had ever seen and indicated the clothes rack. “Please leave your clothes here and wash yourself well. Mr Hamilton is a stickler for cleanliness. When you’re ready, go through into the office.” He waved at another door and leaving through the first, carefully locked it behind him.
Trina stared at the door for a moment then hurriedly took her clothes off and ducked under the shower; she really couldn’t wait.
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“Oooooh!” Trina wriggled in delight as the warm liquid trickled over her skin.
“Not too much movement please,” Hamilton’s velvety voice was as smooth as the chocolate beginning to coat her from head to toe.
She nodded and watched as he poured the sweet, sticky treat over her body, blue eyes narrowed in concentration.
Her glance strayed to the body attached to the eyes and she sighed happily. From smooth, hairless chest, to big broad toes, the man was a treat to look at. Maybe there was a reason John hadn’t been able to walk properly she conceded as she stared fixedly at Hamilton’s erection.
Her gaze was torn from the sight as she was turned over and a chocolate covered finger probed around her anus. She shivered as Hamilton stroked the edges, mesmerising her. His free hand toyed with her nipples, alternately tweaking and rubbing them. Her body ached and she could feel the moisture pooling between her legs.
Hamilton’s circling fingers stopped and he began to push into her entrance. Trina sucked in a breath and pressed back against the invader eagerly. She’d often wanted to try this and now here was her chance. She groaned deeply as the probing finger entered her fully and Hamilton’s other hand started to pet her clitoris. “Have you done this before?” the deep voice asked.
She shook her head wildly as the finger at her rear entrance started to pump slowly. “Don’t stop though,” she managed to choke out.
“I’m unlikely to do that,” this time he definitely sounded amused. A second finger joined the first and Trina moaned as Hamilton pressed his thumb firmly against her clit bringing her to a shuddering climax.
The big man didn’t bother to soothe her or even wait for the shudders to stop. He continued to pump his fingers strongly and added the sensation of twisting and scissoring movements that were driving her mad. Trina was panting and straining against them and moaned in loss as they were pulled out slowly. The tip of Hamilton’s erection momentarily pressed against her opening before pushing in with a grunt.
Trina screamed in both pleasure and pain as Hamilton pulled almost all the way out, before thrusting forward again. He set a punishing pace, his balls slapping against her bottom every time he snapped his hips. Lowering his head, he began to lick the hardening chocolate from her neck. “Happy Valentine’s Day,” he growled.
Author: Bookaddict
Fandom:
Characters: Marcus Hamilton/OC
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Marcus Hamilton is not my creation – more’s the pity
Word count: 588
Comments: My very belated continuation from Raffle and The winner. Written for the Valentine’s challenge at
“Hi!” Trina bounced up to the reception desk in the opulent foyer. “I’m the representative from the Carter Corporation.”
“Fifth floor; first left. See Mr Hamilton’s personal assistant.”
The girl behind the desk couldn’t be less interested and for a moment Trina was deflated. But she recalled the way Hamilton had filled out his suit and her excitement returned as she took the lift.
“Hi!” she repeated as she bounded over to the Personal assistant’s desk. “I’m from Carter Corporation…”
“Mr Hamilton is expecting you,” the man behind the desk looked her up and down. “Please follow me.”
He led the way into one of the most opulent bathrooms Trina had ever seen and indicated the clothes rack. “Please leave your clothes here and wash yourself well. Mr Hamilton is a stickler for cleanliness. When you’re ready, go through into the office.” He waved at another door and leaving through the first, carefully locked it behind him.
Trina stared at the door for a moment then hurriedly took her clothes off and ducked under the shower; she really couldn’t wait.
*********************
“Oooooh!” Trina wriggled in delight as the warm liquid trickled over her skin.
“Not too much movement please,” Hamilton’s velvety voice was as smooth as the chocolate beginning to coat her from head to toe.
She nodded and watched as he poured the sweet, sticky treat over her body, blue eyes narrowed in concentration.
Her glance strayed to the body attached to the eyes and she sighed happily. From smooth, hairless chest, to big broad toes, the man was a treat to look at. Maybe there was a reason John hadn’t been able to walk properly she conceded as she stared fixedly at Hamilton’s erection.
Her gaze was torn from the sight as she was turned over and a chocolate covered finger probed around her anus. She shivered as Hamilton stroked the edges, mesmerising her. His free hand toyed with her nipples, alternately tweaking and rubbing them. Her body ached and she could feel the moisture pooling between her legs.
Hamilton’s circling fingers stopped and he began to push into her entrance. Trina sucked in a breath and pressed back against the invader eagerly. She’d often wanted to try this and now here was her chance. She groaned deeply as the probing finger entered her fully and Hamilton’s other hand started to pet her clitoris. “Have you done this before?” the deep voice asked.
She shook her head wildly as the finger at her rear entrance started to pump slowly. “Don’t stop though,” she managed to choke out.
“I’m unlikely to do that,” this time he definitely sounded amused. A second finger joined the first and Trina moaned as Hamilton pressed his thumb firmly against her clit bringing her to a shuddering climax.
The big man didn’t bother to soothe her or even wait for the shudders to stop. He continued to pump his fingers strongly and added the sensation of twisting and scissoring movements that were driving her mad. Trina was panting and straining against them and moaned in loss as they were pulled out slowly. The tip of Hamilton’s erection momentarily pressed against her opening before pushing in with a grunt.
Trina screamed in both pleasure and pain as Hamilton pulled almost all the way out, before thrusting forward again. He set a punishing pace, his balls slapping against her bottom every time he snapped his hips. Lowering his head, he began to lick the hardening chocolate from her neck. “Happy Valentine’s Day,” he growled.
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Date: 2008-02-17 02:27 pm (UTC):D
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Date: 2008-02-18 11:36 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-02-17 05:18 pm (UTC)Moooooore! She has him for two whole days! There needs to be more!
*fans wildly*
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Date: 2008-02-18 11:38 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-02-17 06:01 pm (UTC)[THUD]
XC
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Date: 2008-02-18 11:38 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-02-17 06:40 pm (UTC)but i agree with Guinny.. I want more!
*begs*
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Date: 2008-02-18 11:40 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-02-17 06:57 pm (UTC)What??
SWEET!
GAH
Speechless
thank you
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Date: 2008-02-18 11:41 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-02-18 05:19 pm (UTC)I'm cross-eyed, whether from sympathy or jealousy I'm not sure.
I mean, good lord, sweet buttery Budha...
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Date: 2008-02-19 01:06 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-02-18 05:20 pm (UTC)I'm cross-eyed, whether from sympathy or jealousy I'm not sure.
I mean, good lord, sweet buttery Budha...
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Date: 2008-02-18 05:21 pm (UTC)