Eventually

A long while later Arne sat by an open window in his living room, the sound of the city bustling by outside as he casually smokes a cigarette, a tired but satisfied glint in his eye as the dark head of Jessica Alba bobbed up and down between his legs, having her own version of a post-coital smoke.

After having ridden him hard, he had then spent the next half-an-hour or so reasserting his dominance, first pounding her hard from behind, coloring her pert little ass in a blushing shade of red by repeatedly spanking her throughout. He had then manhandled her halfway over the edge of the bed, her head on the floor as he held her up and fucked her in the this position, leaning over her with a firm hold of her ass and one thigh as her pussy was pounded relentlessly.

The common denominator for the positions in which the starlet was fucked for the remaining time were that he had her pinned down and completely at his mercy, on her back on the bed with both hands locked in the large grip of one of his huge paws, on her knees with one hand pinning her shoulder and one clutching her hip, all the while both of her increasing sore holes was being fucked raw.

After finally staggering back under the shower Jessica had been pointed to a hamper of clothes, unwashed and some of the contents of that basket in dire need of just that. While going through the options she had shaken her head and yelled out to him if his girlfriend was a stripper or something, laughing and shrugging her shoulders at his affirmative answer.

“Sooo… can you call me a ride, and hmm- lend me the fare, please?” she had asked when approaching him in his living room after getting dressed, simply thanking him as her shoulders dropped in relief at him agreeing to this. What he required from her in return did not seem to face Jessica the slightest, which she did briefly think about as she sunk onto her knees before him, a smile on her angelic face as she thought of all the craziness of her day.

“Damn lady,” Arne grunted flicking off some ash from his cigarette into the ashtray on the windowsill as he watched her attack his tender half-hard cock, “- you’re really something!” he chuckled.

“Yeah?” she asked popping her mouth off him and jerking the cock, which seemed to be incapable of getting fully erect at this point.

“Oh yes, both so pretty… and so hungry for cock!” he winked and pulled her head back down.

Leaning his head back he inhaled some more smoke and moaned at the feeling of her warm, wet mouth on him, he really did feel all fucked out but he wanted to see that pretty little slut kneeling between his legs and worshipping him! Even after having fucked her with the other two guys down at the bar and then had her for himself up here, she had still looked so fucking amazing as she entered his living room minutes earlier.

Jessica felt a flutter in her stomach each time she heard voices on the street below, her eyelid fluttering as she focused on blowing the cock in her mouth. When she heard Arne talking and looked up to see him talking on the phone her eyes opened wide. She did not understand the words coming from his mouth but continued her service with a smile when he winked and placed his hand on the back of her head, soon finishing his conversation and telling her, in English now, “The cab will be here in five minutes.”

After coaxing a final small load from his balls she actually thanked him as he handed her the money for the cab fare and then pushed herself up off the floor. He escorted her to the door and then she was off, only becoming a little wary about her state of dress when she stepped out onto the sidewalk, the last of the evening sun bathing her exposed skin, of which there was quite a bit in this outfit.

The small daisy dukes and the all too tight top with a deep cleavage also gave the cabbie something to glare at, his hungry eyes barely leaving her from the moment she slid into the seat until she handed him the money and stepped in front of the familiar hotel.

Entering the lobby she approached the desk while turning over in her head how to approach this, lacking her room key and any form of identification, thankful when she recognized the person emerging from the office behind the counter as the same who checked her in yesterday and the slightly perplexed smile on his lips as he saw her, specifically her current outfit, told her he recognized her too.

“Hi, I’m sorry but I’ve lost my key and…” she started as she reached him.

“Ah Miss Alba,” he greeted her, “- yes, I’ve heard… been exploring the city?” he asked as he turned away, not seeing the wide eyes of his stuttering guest as she felt her heart skip a beat.

“Wha- what do you mean?” she asked, seeing the headlines flashing by her eyes.

“A man came by earlier with this,” the receptionist said turning after taking something off a shelf, the relief visible on Jessica’s face as she saw her long lost purse in his hands, “- said you left it his cab after he had driven you around to see some local sights…”

“Yeah,” she nodded as she took the purse, wanting to avoid going down this path with him, “- thanks!”

“Yes, said he remembered picking you up here, so…” the man shrugged, “- pretty nice guy, huh?”

“Hmm, yes… really nice…” she murmured with a strained smile, nodding a final thanks and heading towards the elevator. Sighing with relief at having come relative unscathed through this day she checked her purse on the way up, thankful to find everything as she left it, but for the card on top.

“Asshole!” she whispered as she read the note scribbled on it, but despite eying the trashcan when leaving the elevator for a brief moment she stuffed the card back inside her purse and fished out the room key.

She had an appointment with that nice looking tub in her room and any more adventures would have to wait until tomorrow…