"You're amazing," she commented, her eyes riveted on that fascinating part of him. Reaching out, her fingers touched him, remembering the softness of his skin there, hiding the steel of his erection. "Glorious," she whispered as her fingers explored. She was sitting up now, her mind completely focused on her exploration. She wasn't even aware of him watching her or the way his eyes closed and his teeth clenched as she let her fingers drift over his shaft.
"Halley, I can't … "
She looked up at him, those blue eyes his undoing. "Please?" she begged softly. Then her fingers wrapped around him and he almost doubled over, the pleasure so intense it was almost painful.
His own hand reached down, covering her own. "Like this," he groaned and showed her how he liked to be touched. His fingers tightened around hers, giving her grip a bit more substance. "Move up and down," he told her, and showed her, and she was an eager student so she learned quickly. Too quickly.
Halley loved the solid feel of him. She'd wanted so badly to touch him last night, but she'd been overwhelmed by everything else. Now, she wasn't going to be deterred. "Mike, what would happen if I … " she didn't wait for his answer. She moved her hand lower and wrapped her mouth around his erection. Instantly, she heard his bark of surprise and almost laughed. But she was too intent on discovering this newest aspect of making love to Mike. He was so … amazing! One hand was still holding his shaft but her other hand moved into play as well, touching the rough skin of his thigh, feeling the bulging muscles as he tried to control his reactions. No, she didn't want that. She didn't like him controlling himself during this process. She remembered last night, the way he'd done this to her and she'd been completely out of control.
Halley wanted that level of power over him too. She thought back to last night, the way he'd used his tongue and his hands. When she followed the same technique, she received the same reaction! It was amazing!
But short lived!
"No!" she protested when he pulled out of her grip. But he was stronger than she was and he lifted her under her arms despite her protests, laying her down on the mattress. "You're done, Halley," he told her through still-clenched teeth.
She smiled, but then his hands moved to her bra, unsnapping the back clasp despite her back pressed against the mattress. He was very adept, she knew.
The bit of black lace was tossed aside, his heated eyes taking in her breasts, her nipples already peaked and begging for him. "Payback," he promised a moment before he bent over her, his hands bracing on either side of her head as his mouth latched onto her nipple. His tongue was magic, she thought. "No!" she screamed out, her back arching, but only pressing the aroused flesh into his mouth. "No! Please, Mike. I can't … "
He didn't care! He was evil and horrible and had absolutely no mercy! "Shut up, Halley," he commanded, his hands pinning her arms out to her sides since she'd grabbed his head and was trying to pull his head away from her nipple. "My turn!"
Her head moved back and forth against the comforter, but he paid her no mind. His mouth covered her nipple and began sucking. Hard! Halley screamed, wanting more, but needing to pull away from him too. He wouldn't let her. Unfortunately, or fortunately, she wasn't sure which applied, he had the strength to control her. Pinning her down, he had absolute power over her. Part of her thrilled to that defenselessness, but the other part of her, the part that was going crazy as his tongue teased her nipple, wanted to scream out, demand that he stop. She was completely unaware that she was already doing that. When his teeth nipped slightly at her sensitive nipple, she lost the power to scream. It was too much and still, not enough.
"Mike!" she begged, gasping for breath, "if you don't stop, I can't … you won't … " she couldn't come up with a threat, especially when he moved to her other nipple, making her crazy there.
And was he finished? No way! When she was screaming, arching her back and trying to wiggle away from him, almost sobbing out her need for him to give her the release her body was demanding, he moved lower.
Halley had always been ticklish. But when he kissed the side of her waist, that ticklishness turned to an erogenous zone that made her almost fly off of the bed. Struggling in earnest now, she couldn't pull her hands away from his.
Suddenly, her hands were free and she gasped for breath, pushing up on her elbows so that she could look down at him, almost afraid of what she might see.