Before I knew it, I was sound asleep.
*****
Was that me who just moaned out loud? All I was aware of was someone touching me and, by fuck, it felt good. His hands were caressing my nipples, my waist, my hips— everywhere.
Shit, he was a fucking octopus, but I didn’t care if it felt this good. “Oh god!” I shouted, breathing heavily.
“Shhh,” a voice sounded from above me. “I’m here to make you feel good.”
His voice sounded so sexy all of a sudden. I should be mad that he was late coming up to my room, but right now, the way he was touching me was beyond erotic.
With a sharp push of my legs, he was on top of me in an instant. I felt how hard and how big he was as he pressed himself onto my stomach. I moaned again as he ripped my negligee apart and started ravishing my nipples. He was being kind of rough with me but, for some reason, it only heightened my arousal.
Not being able to take anymore, I pulled my head up to meet him for a kiss, but I was quickly halted by a pair of hands gripping my wrists.
“I say when you can fucking kiss me. You got that?”
What the fuck? Did he just dare to fucking bark orders at me? “Fuck you! Get off me!”
I was about kick at him, but he was too quick. Before it could even register, he ripped the rest of my negligee off and dove down towards my pussy.
He wasted no time with his tongue. It was on me within an instant, quickly halting any ideas I had about trying to stop this. How could he make me hate him and lust after him at the same time? I didn’t think Brad had it in him to be the caveman before me.
It was difficult to see. It was so dark in the room, all I could make out was an outline of a magnificent body. And, boy, was this body giving me everything I could have wished for.
With a flick of his tongue, he was driving me crazy. I had men go down on me before, but none of them had the expertise with their tongues the way this man did. It was almost as if he knew my body already, knew exactly what buttons to press.
With a tilt of my hips, he licked up and down from my clit to my pussy. I couldn’t help the moans escaping me.
“Oh god!” I shouted again.
“You like that?” he asked, growling against my leg. The vibrations of that almost had me coming.
“Yes…”
“I know exactly what you want, Tyler. I know every inch of you. Do you want me to make you come like never before?”
“Oh god, yes,” I screamed. I was already ready to blow. The way he touched me, the way he talked to me had my fires raging.
“You will come when I tell you to, and not before. You got that, Tyler?” He licked me again and my knees nearly caved. “Answer me.”
“Yes! Why are you doing this?”
“Because I own you. I own every single fucking inch of you. That’s all you need to know. And all you need to feel is me.” He licked my clit again. I didn’t know how he did it, but that just turned a switch for me.
I could feel it rising. My cheeks were getting flushed, and my body was quivering so badly, I wondered whether I could control myself once I did blow.
It was there now, right on the edge. My moans were rising higher, and my legs tensed at the impending orgasm.
Suddenly, he stopped and growled at me, “Did I give you permission to come?”
I was about to argue and tell him to go fuck himself, but he always managed to beat me to the punch. “Turn over!”
“No!”
“Tyler, turn the fuck over. I won’t ask you again.”
“No!”
With one flip of his hands, I was face down on the bed. I wanted to argue, I wanted to tell him to piss off, but my body just seemed to quiver every time he touched me.
If I thought I couldn’t get much more aroused, he suddenly slapped me. Hard. “Ouch! What did you do that for?”
I waited for him to answer, but then he pulled my hips up and thrust his cock inside of me. “Fuck!” I shouted. “Are you even wearing a condom?” He slapped my ass again. “Bastard!”
“Give me your hand.”
“No!”
“I’m getting tired of this, Tyler.” He thrust inside me again and I very nearly passed out.
“Oh god!”
“Tyler, give me your fucking hand. Do as you’re told.”
Reaching out, I felt him tug my hand towards my pussy. I instantly felt his hard cock resting inside of me. I felt around the edges and the condom.
“You happy now?” I nodded and he released my hand.
“Now, I’m going to move, but no matter how much you’ll want to come, you have to hold it. You got that? Not until I say you can.”
“Arsehole!”
With a hard thrust, he fisted my hair. “You ain’t seen nothing yet, baby.”