Dark nights still bring desires

As the meeting ended, I couldn’t shake the confusion bubbling inside me. Everyone’s demeanor had shifted so suddenly—from serious and intense to their usual smiles and camaraderie. It was as though the tension from earlier had been erased, leaving me completely puzzled. Walking back with Sebastian, my arm looped into his, I couldn’t help but ask the question burning in my mind.

“Hey… what happened back there?” I asked, tilting my head to meet his gaze.

Sebastian’s lips curled into a soft smile, and he glanced down at me. “It’s nothing too important,” he said at first, but the way his smile faltered told me otherwise. He let out a small sigh before continuing, “Actually, it is important. It’s just… complicated.”

I listened carefully as he began to explain, his voice calm but laced with frustration. “Every six months, I receive shipments—big containers filled with materials that are worth millions, sometimes even billions. These shipments come from some very powerful people. Politicians, high-ranking officials, people who trust me to sell their goods on the underground market. But every time, without fail, some of the most valuable items go missing.”

He paused, his brow furrowing slightly as his frustration deepened. “Not all of it, just the most expensive pieces. It’s like they vanish into thin air.”

I tried to piece everything together in my head as we walked. His words painted a picture, but it was still unclear. Then, I remembered something Raven had said during the meeting.

“Are they… containers?” I asked, my voice tentative.

Sebastian stopped in his tracks, his expression shifting to one of surprise. He turned to face me, squinting slightly as though trying to figure me out. “How did you know that?”

I hesitated for a moment before answering, “Well… Raven mentioned the docks earlier during the meeting. It just clicked. If it’s something big and valuable, and she mentioned docks, it had to be something like containers, right?”

His shock melted into quiet laughter. He shook his head and smiled at me, an expression of genuine admiration on his face. “You really are smart,” he said, his voice full of warmth. “That’s… good. I like that.”

I couldn’t help but feel a small blush creep up my cheeks at his words, but I tried to brush it off. “It’s nothing special,” I mumbled. “Just common sense.”

Sebastian laughed again, but then his expression grew serious once more. He stepped closer, lowering his voice slightly as though confiding in me. “Every year, I receive these shipments—illegal goods that only I can sell. Rare, expensive, and valuable beyond belief. But for the past three shipments, the most important items have gone missing. Each time, I’ve had to pay back these powerful people out of my own pocket. Do you know what that means?”

I shook my head, unsure how to respond.

“It means I’m losing their trust,” he said, his voice heavy with frustration and sadness. “If this happens again, it won’t just be about money. I can’t afford to keep paying them off and expecting them to stay quiet. I’m running out of time and patience.”

His face darkened as he spoke, and I could feel the weight of his words pressing down on both of us. This wasn’t just about stolen goods—it was about power, respect, and survival.

“I’m so sorry this is happening to you,” I said softly, my voice barely above a whisper. “If there’s anything I can do to help…”

Sebastian’s gaze softened as he looked at me. He reached out, placing a reassuring hand on my shoulder. “It’s okay,” he said, his tone gentler now. “It’s something I’m working on. I’ve got it under control.”

I wasn’t entirely convinced, but I nodded anyway. I didn’t want to push him further, not when he already seemed so burdened.

As we continued our walk upstairs, I found myself thinking about his words, about the pressure he must be under. The idea of losing trust with people so powerful—it wasn’t something I could fully grasp, but it was clear that it weighed heavily on him.

We reached his room, and as he opened the door, I hesitated for a moment. Part of me wanted to ask more questions, to offer more support, but the other part knew when to step back. I followed him inside, and the door clicked shut behind us.

The room was quiet, the kind of silence that felt heavier after the conversation we’d just had. I sat down in the chair near his bed, watching him as he moved around the room, his shoulders tense but his movements deliberate.

I wanted to say something comforting, but the words didn’t come. So, I just sat there, hoping that my presence alone was enough to ease his burden, even if just a little.

And as the night stretched on, I couldn’t shake the feeling that this was only the beginning of something much larger—something that could either make or break him.

The door shots, I walked in first before him.

“You know you look stunning today.” he said, his voice calm, he was so close I could already feel him, his warm breath against my bare neck. I was on a gown.

“Oh, well, you also looked good today you know.” I replied, out in a whim, I wasn’t thinking, all I could think of was his touch, with every breath I was in pure anticipation.

Maybe he was unsure, or maybe he had a lot on his mind maybe….

“Oh really.” He said as he slowly hugs me from behind, his hands wrapping around my waist slowly.

I let out heavy exhales, as my body began to tingle, at every movement he made, his head now hanging over my shoulder, I could feel his breath, it wasn’t warm but hot.

“HHHhhhhhh…Yeah.” I let out, unable to form words properly, I held his hands in place as my ass pressed against him. I could feel his dick through his finely fitted brown trousers.

His hands moved gracefully upwards, sending sparks down my spine. “HHHhhhhaaaa” I let out once more as his hands found its way to boobs, he gently messaged them, firm grips one minute and gentle rubs the next.

“mmm” I whimpered, he pried through my bra, squeezing my boobs bare and gently but firmly increasing his pressure on my nipples, I was getting hotter and hotter.

I continued to press myself against him as he kissed my neck, I held on to his as I moved my hips from side to side, I loved the feeling of his dick rubbing against my ass, it made my pussy feel hot.

We haven’t done this in a while, well we have but not like this, this is different, I can feel the rush and it feels so good.

“I have missed your hard dick pressing against my ass.” I said out loud, I was overcome by the excitement.

“I know you have, and I have missed your succulent ass pressing against me.” He responded as my legs automatically widened. He rarely responds. This means he is enjoying it; I will make him enjoy it even more.

I bent over on my hills, rolling my waist on his dick.

“Uhhh.” He grunted as he held my waist, pressing my ass against his dick even harder.

“MMmmm” I moaned as I bit my lips, as I came up a little, his fingers traveled to my gates, rubbing gently on my wet panties, but that wasn’t enough for his taste, he wanted more, he then deepens his fingers in, rubbing my pussy bare and naked.

“Uhhhh.”I moaned out, as the eustacy began to hit, from just being wet, I began to drip, he knew every spot to touch.

“Uhhh.” I moaned out, I never thought that foreplay could make me so wet, he hasn’t even gone in yet but I feel myself reaching orgasm.

“You are making me so wet.” I let out as I moaned louder while pushing myself against him, his fingers in me are driving me crazy.

As he fingered me with one hand, he used the other to guide his dick to my pussy, it was about to get real.

“HHHhhhh” I let out, as his dick slowly entered me, filling me up. The sheer girth of his massive cock. Made my legs shake.

“UHnnn, Uhhhn.” He bagan thrusting, slowly but increasing his speed, I was being pounded,

He groaned and I moaned, my Tits were all over, bouncing at each thrust…..”Clap, Clap.” The sound of my very ass being destroyed.

“Yes…yes…oh my God please don’t stop.” I cried out… each thrust hitting a nerve, I was getting close, and he also got serious. He began to slow down as he grabbed my hands from behind, then he doubled his speed.

Thrusting in and out, ponding my fat ass while using my hands from behind to gain more balance.

“Yes… Fuck me…Fuck me.” I let out, as my eyes rolled to the back, each thrust bringing me closer to my climax, he was violent and I was all for it.

I was getting closer and closer, he extended his hand, pulling me up from my upper arm, I was forced to almost stand up straight but then.

“Uhhhhhnn…Uhhh” I moaned out as he grabbed my boobs, squeezing them as he thrusted, this was it.

“I…I am cumming.” I said, as my legs began to shake out of pressure.

“Uggghhhh.” He let out, as he suffocated my nipples.

“Yess…I am cumm..innngg” I was unable to even properly say as I shot my wetness, his grip tightened and his groans thickened, as I felt shots of his warm cum filling up my insides.

We both found our way to the bed, I was so spent I could barely keep my eyes open, his eyes carried all the happiness I needed to know, just from his eyes I knew, he enjoyed himself and I was happy he did, but then I blinked and it was morning.