“Tired already, baby?” I hear his voice, his cock slightly spasming inside of me. Smiling, I pull his cock out and turn toward him. His expression is one of pent up desire—like a caged tiger, I have no idea what he might do once I let him loose. But, oh, I’m so anxious to do it.
“Tired? We’re just getting started,” I meow at him, biting at the corner of my lip. I get out of the bed and amble down to where I left my purse; taking the keys out, I go back to the bed, climbing on top of it. As I reach for the handcuffs, ready to set him free, I see his anxious grin and stop. “Maybe I can use you a while longer…”
“Use me all you want. That’s what I’m here for,” he says, cementing the idea in my mind. I place the key on the bed stand and go up on my feet again. Seductively swaying my hips, I hook my fingers on the side of my thong and start pushing it down. The wet fabric slides down easily, and I bend over to pick it up. Sitting on the bed by his side, the tiny piece of wet fabric in my hand, I smile at Lance; I take my thong and brush it against his lips, teasing him.
“I want a taste of that. Right fucking now,” he growls, a furious storm of hunger and lust raging in his eyes.#p#分页标题#e#
“Taste me? And how would you taste me?” I tease him, sliding the thong down his chest and onto his cock. I wrap the fabric around his member and start stroking him slowly, his mast pulsing softly against my fingers.
“You know how,” he grins at me. Oh, I do know how. Licking my lips, I go over his body and inch closer to his face, his head pressed between my thighs. I look down at him wantonly, but he doesn’t look back, his anxious gaze is on my pussy, his parted lips waiting for it to be against his mouth. Who am I to deny him what he wants? Well, what I want. Moving even closer, I press my pussy against his face as I grab the frame of the bed; he starts sucking immediately, his lips pulling on my drenched folds as he uses his tongue to explore my insides.
I close my eyes and moan deeply, swaying my hips as I rub my aching pussy against his mouth. I have absolute control right now, and there’s no better feeling in the world… Asides from giving up all control, that is. With Lance, control or no control, it’s all perfection. Sweet frenzied perfection.
Going hard, I angle myself so that he can lick my clit; I slow down, swaying my hips gently as I let him set the pace with his mouth. Soon enough I stop moving completely, succumbing to the maddening strokes of his tongue. Hissing between gritted teeth I take one hand to his hair, dishevel it and yank on it, forcing him to press his mouth harder against my wetness.
Fierce moans tumbling out of my lips, I finally come against his mouth, tightening my thighs around his head. Still he keeps sucking, sending shards of electric pleasure up my spine while I tremble and moan. I hold my position until the orgasm finally washes over me, and only then do I get out from where I am.
My fingers are trembling as I reach for the bed stand and grab the handcuff keys. I struggle to get my hands where I need them to be, but I finally manage to get the key inside the lock. The moment I turn it and the handcuff opens, his hand flies to my ass, his fingers digging deep into my flesh. I think of torturing him and keeping the other handcuff on, but I decide against it; I don’t want to torture myself as well. Getting his other arm free, I prepare for the inevitable: right now he’s a hungry predator, and I’m letting it out of its cage. He's going to pounce on me like a tiger, and he won’t stop until he has me completely spent and devoured. It’s the law of nature, and it sounds just about right.
Both his hands on my ass, he pushes me on top of the bed, laying me down. He climbs on top of me, his body between my legs, and presses his forehead against mine. We stay in silence for a whole eternity—a second—our eyes locked.
“You have no idea how hard I’m going to fuck you,” he whispers, my heart tightening inside my chest.
“What are you waiting for then?” I don’t need to say more: his hands go to my knees, and grabbing them, he pushes my legs apart. His fat glans pressed against my pussy, he thrusts without waiting, his cock sliding inside of me in a hurry. I grit my teeth and lace my legs behind his back, urging him to go as hard as he can. He doesn’t disappoint: his thrusts are furious right from the start, his cock pounding into me so fiercely that a sweet numbness starts to spread through my body.
I take my hands to his back and dig my fingernails on his muscles; he still has a few red marks on his chest from the last time we were together, so why not give him an equal memento on his back? I claw at him, and that makes him piston into me even harder. Turning my head to the side and parting my lips, I start nibbling at his ear, the soft cartilage hugged tightly by my teeth. I bite down harder than I should have, but he doesn’t even seem to notice. With my tongue I trace a downward line to his neck, and then I bite him there too, hard enough to leave a mark. He groans slightly, but I’m not sure if he has even registered where the pain has come from. He’s lost in a whirlwind of lust, fucking me as if he was born with that single purpose in mind.#p#分页标题#e#