Alex's tongue made first contact with her oversensitive pussy. Slow. Deliberate. A soft lick that made Sienna's entire body jolt in his arms.
"Mmh~~"
The moan that escaped her was soft, breathless. Her hand immediately moved to his head, fingers threading through his hair - not pulling, just holding on.
"Alex... I'm so sensitive... hah~~"
"I know," he murmured against her flesh. "That's why this is going to feel so good."
He took his time. His tongue moved with patient precision, exploring every fold, every sensitive spot. He licked around her entrance, tasting their combined fluids, before moving upward.
"Oh god... that feels... mmh~~"
When his tongue reached her clit, he didn't attack it directly. Instead, he circled around it. Slow, teasing circles that made her hips shift in his arms.
"Please... don't tease... ahh~~"
But Alex continued his deliberate torment. His tongue traced patterns around her swollen bud - never quite touching it, always just close enough to make her desperate.
"Alex... please... hah~~"
Her fingers tightened in his hair. Her thighs trembled where they were spread apart in his grip. Every nerve ending was on fire from her previous orgasms, making every touch feel amplified.
Finally, his tongue flicked directly over her clit.
"Ahh~~!"
The touch was light, gentle, but it sent electricity through her entire body. Alex did it again. And again. Each flick soft and precise.
"Yes... just like that... oh god... mmh~~"
He established a rhythm. Soft flicks alternating with slow circles around her clit. Sometimes he'd suck it gently into his mouth, applying the barest pressure with his lips.
"That's so good... don't stop... please don't stop... hah~~"
Sienna's head fell back, her eyes closing as pleasure built slowly but steadily. This wasn't the brutal, overwhelming sensation from before. This was softer. More intimate. But just as devastating.
Minutes passed. Alex's tongue worked her with artistic precision, like he was painting a masterpiece. He learned what made her gasp, what made her moan, what made her fingers tighten in his hair.
Then suddenly, still holding her spread open, Alex stood up.
"What are you—"
He walked them over to the window, never stopping the movement of his tongue. Sienna's moans got louder as he moved, the sensation of being carried while he ate her pussy adding another layer of intensity.
When they reached the window, Alex pressed her back against the cold glass. The contrast of the cool surface against her heated skin made her gasp.
"Oh fuck... Alex... mmh~~"
Now he could use his hands differently. One arm supported her weight while his free hand moved between her legs.
His tongue continued its work on her clit while two fingers slowly pushed inside her pussy.
"Ahh~~ yes..."
He curled his fingers upward, finding her G-spot while his tongue circled her clit. The dual sensation made Sienna's back arch off the window.
"That's... that's too much... I can't... hah~~"
"Yes you can," Alex murmured between licks. "Take it all."
His fingers moved in a steady rhythm - in and out, curling on each thrust - while his tongue never stopped its work on her clit.
Squelch~~ squelch~~ squelch~~
The wet sounds filled the office. Sienna's moans got louder, more desperate.
"Alex... oh god... I'm going crazy... you're going to kill me... ahh~~"
But Alex just increased his pace slightly. His fingers fucked her faster while his tongue flicked her clit with more pressure.
"I can't take it! It's too much! Hah~~! I'm gonna... I'm gonna cum soon!"
The moment she said it, Alex's mouth left her clit. His fingers slowed but didn't stop.
"Not yet," he said.
"What? No! Please! I'm so close! Mmh~~"
"I know. Hold it."
"I can't! Alex, please! Ahh~~"
But Alex was relentless. He brought her right to the edge with his fingers and tongue, then backed off. Again and again. Building her up only to deny her release.
"Please! I'm begging you! Let me cum! Hah~~"
"Not. Yet."
Tears of frustration formed in Sienna's eyes. Her whole body was trembling, desperate for the orgasm he kept denying her.
"I can't hold it! It's coming! I can't stop it! Ahh~~"
"Yes you can. Hold it for me."
But her body had other ideas. Her pussy started clenching rhythmically around his fingers, trying to pull her into orgasm whether she wanted it or not.
"It's coming out! I can't... I can't hold it! Hah~~!"
At that exact moment, Alex pulled his fingers out and shifted his grip on her. In one smooth motion, he lined up his cock and thrust up into her.
"Oh fuck!"
He impaled her on his length, filling her completely. Then he started bouncing her on his cock, using his grip on her hips to move her up and down.
"Yes! Yes! Oh god yes! Ahh~~"
The position had her bouncing wildly on his dick. Her breasts bounced too, slapping against his face with each movement.
Slap~~ slap~~ slap~~
Alex didn't mind. He captured one nipple in his mouth, sucking hard while he kept fucking her.
"I'm cumming! I can't hold it anymore! I'm cumming! Ahh~~!"
Her third orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave. Her pussy clamped down on him so hard it almost hurt, pulsing violently.
And then she squirted.
Liquid gushed out around his cock, soaking both of them. It ran down his shaft, down his balls, dripped onto the floor in puddles.
"Oh god! Oh god! What's happening! Ahh~~!"
"You're squirting," Alex groaned. "Fuck, that's hot."
Her orgasm seemed endless. Wave after wave of pleasure crashed through her while she kept squirting, making a complete mess of both of them.
"Too much! It's too much! Hah~~! I can't stop! I can't stop cumming! Mmh~~!"
Finally, after what felt like forever, her orgasm started to subside. Her body went completely limp in his arms, boneless and trembling.
Alex pulled out carefully and walked over to her desk. He laid her down gently on the surface, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath.
He stood over her, looking down with satisfied eyes. She was completely wrecked - her hair plastered to her face with sweat, her skin flushed, her thighs soaked with her own fluids.
She looked absolutely beautiful.
"You... you..." Sienna could barely form words. "What did you... how did you..."
Alex smiled. "Told you I'd make you remember this night."
A notification appeared in his vision.
[Side Quest Completed: Sexual Domination]
[Objective: Make Sienna orgasm three times]
[Rewards Received: 150,000 credits + Passive Max Stamina Skill + 20 Stat Points]
[New Balance: 2,242,450 credits]
"Nice," Alex murmured.
Sienna pushed herself up on shaky elbows, looking at him with glazed eyes. "Did you just say 'nice'? I literally just squirted all over you and your response is 'nice'?"
"What did you want me to say?"
"I don't know. Maybe something romantic? Poetic?" She laughed weakly. "Actually, forget it. 'Nice' is very on brand for you."
Alex chuckled and moved to the sofa, collapsing onto it. His whole body was finally starting to feel the exhaustion. The adrenaline from the day - the chase, the fight, the incredible sex - was wearing off.
Sienna slid off the desk carefully, her legs still trembling. She walked over to the sofa, completely naked, and crawled onto it with him.
"Move over," she said.
Alex shifted, making room. Sienna laid down on top of him, her naked body pressing against his still-clothed one. She rested her head on his chest.
"This is nice," she murmured.
"I thought you wanted me to stop saying nice."
"I can say it. You can't."
"That's not fair."
"Life isn't fair." She yawned. "Stay here tonight. Sleep with me."
"On the sofa?"
"Yes, on the sofa. I'm too exhausted to walk to my apartment, and you clearly need rest too."
Alex didn't argue. The sofa was comfortable. Sienna's body was warm against his. And honestly, he was too tired to move.
"Just promise me something," Sienna said, her voice already drowsy.
"What?"
"Don't get hard again. My pussy can't take anymore tonight."
Alex laughed. "I promise."
"Good."
They settled into comfortable silence. Sienna's breathing started to even out. Alex closed his eyes.
Then Sienna shifted slightly, and her knee pressed directly into his injured shoulder.
"Fuck!" Alex's whole body jerked.
Sienna sat up immediately. "What? What happened?"
"My shoulder. You hit my shoulder."
"Oh god, I'm sorry!" She moved her knee away carefully. "I forgot you were injured. Where is it?"
"Left side. It's fine, just... don't press on it."
"I'm sorry." She repositioned herself more carefully, avoiding his left side entirely. "Better?"
"Yeah. Better."
Something occurred to Alex. During the entire session - all that intense fucking, all those positions - his shoulder hadn't hurt once. He'd completely forgotten about it.
'Max Stamina must be doing more than I thought.'
Sienna settled back down on his chest, this time being mindful of his injury. Her breathing slowed again.
"Sienna?"
"Mmh?"
"You're really comfortable like this? Naked on top of me?"
"Very comfortable. You make a good pillow." She yawned again. "Now shut up and let me sleep."
Alex smiled and closed his eyes.
Within minutes, they were both asleep.
---
Morning came slowly.
Alex's eyes opened to soft light filtering through the office windows. The city outside was waking up - traffic sounds, the distant hum of flying vehicles, the ambient noise of Neo-Brasília coming to life.
He rubbed his face, trying to clear the sleep from his eyes. Then he looked down.
Sienna wasn't there.
The sofa beside him was empty. Her warmth was gone.
'Where did she—'
Footsteps. Light. Deliberate.
Alex turned his head.
Sienna appeared from around the corner near her private bathroom, holding a steaming cup of coffee. She was wearing a white silk robe now, loosely tied, her hair still messy from sleep.
"Good morning," she said, her voice still slightly rough. "Sleep well?"
"Yeah. You?"
"Better than I have in months." She took a sip of her coffee and walked over to him. "You snore, by the way."
"I do not."
"You absolutely do. Like a broken engine."
"That's not true."
Sienna smirked. "Keep telling yourself that."
She sat down on the edge of the sofa, close enough that her thigh pressed against his leg. The robe shifted slightly, revealing the curve of her breast.
Alex's eyes dropped instinctively.
Sienna noticed. "Already? I said no more."
"I'm just looking."
"Uh-huh." She took another sip of coffee, clearly amused.
Alex sat up fully, stretching. His body ached in a good way - muscles pleasantly sore from last night's activities. His shoulder twinged slightly but not as badly as before.
Then something appeared in his vision.
A notification. Glowing red. Urgent.
[MAIN QUEST ASSIGNED]
[Urgent Delivery Required]
[Objective: Deliver three packages to Presidential Secure Storage Facility]
[Location: Vault 7, Underground District, Grid Reference: 47.2N, 89.4W]
[Note: High-security government facility. Packages contain materials for next week's Independence Day celebration. Delivery window is critical.]
[Deadline: 8:00 AM]
[Current Time: 7:14 AM]
[Time Remaining: 46 minutes]
[Reward: 300,000 credits + Advanced Skill Unlock]
[Failure Penalty: -500,000 credits + Quest Chain Termination]
Alex's eyes went wide. "Shit."
"What?" Sienna asked, noticing his expression change.
"I have to go. Right now."
"What? Why?"
Alex was already standing, looking around for his jacket. "I have a delivery. Has to be done by eight."
"A delivery? At seven in the morning?"
"Yeah. And I'm already late." He found his jacket and pulled it on quickly. His shoes were nearby. He grabbed them.
Sienna stood up, confused. "Alex, what kind of delivery is this important?"
"The kind I absolutely cannot be late for." He was moving toward the door now, shoes in hand.
"Wait, just..."
"I'm sorry. I really have to go." He paused at the door and looked back at her. "Last night was incredible. You were incredible. But I really, really have to leave."
Sienna just stared at him, coffee cup still in hand, looking completely baffled. "You're serious."
"Very serious."
"Unbelievable." She shook her head but there was a hint of a smile. "Get out of here before I decide to make you stay."
Alex grinned. "I'll see you later."
"You better."
He left, moving fast through the hallway toward the elevator. His mind was already racing.
The elevator doors opened and Alex stepped in, jabbing the ground floor button repeatedly like it would make it move faster.
His heart was pounding. Forty-six minutes. The packages.
'June, the packages. Where are they? Where the fuck are they?'
The panic in his voice was real. His mind was blank from the pressure.
[In your hotel room at The Celestine. The three boxes you secured from the presidential convoy yesterday.]
'Right. Right. Fuck.'
Of course. The hotel room. How could he forget?
The elevator descended. Alex put on his shoes, his hands moving quickly.
Forty-six minutes. He had to get to his hotel, grab the packages, and deliver them to some underground government vault.
In morning traffic.
"This is going to be close," he muttered.
The elevator doors finally opened on the ground floor. Alex sprinted through the lobby. A few early morning workers stared as he ran past.
Outside, the city was already busy. Vehicles filled the streets - ground and air both. The morning rush had started.
Alex ran toward where his disguised truck was parked. He jumped in, started the engine, and pulled out into traffic.
'June, fastest route to The Celestine.'
[Calculating... Optimal route will take 12 minutes in current traffic conditions.]
Twelve minutes to the hotel. A few minutes to grab the packages. Then across the city to the Underground District.
Forty-six minutes total.
It was going to be extremely close.
Alex merged into traffic, weaving between vehicles, pushing the truck as fast as he dared without attracting police attention.
The clock on the dashboard ticked forward.
7:16 AM.
Forty-four minutes remaining.
"Come on," Alex muttered. "Move."