I rest my hands on his face and pull him in, my eyelids drooping as I lean in toward him. Our lips touch slowly, our mouths fitting as if they were matching pieces of the same set. We barely move; we just stand still, our slightly parted lips brushing against one another while we let reality sink in. This is really happening and I’m not even talking about the sex right now.
“Forever, Ash,” he whispers, his lips leaving mine. “I’m yours forever.” There’s a smile on his face, one full of tenderness and grace.
“Promise me that,” I whisper back at him, pressing my forehead against his as I take a deep breath.#p#分页标题#e#
“I promise you, Ash. Forever,” he says, his fingers once again under my chin. He makes me look up at him, his smile slowly turning into a grin. “But you know what that means, don’t you?” He continues, my heart beating faster as the tone of his voice changes. “It means that you’re also mine… Mine to do as I please.”
“I wouldn’t want it another way,” I tell him with a grin of my own. I hesitate, but then I say something that crosses my mind, something that reminds me of the hours I spent on the phone with him. “Sir.”
“Good girl.” His grin widens and he goes up to his feet, his crotch right in front of my face. I can’t help but notice the bulging there, the contour of his cock calling to me. Looking up at him, I slowly raise my arm and let my fingers fall on his crotch. I press slightly, feeling his thick cock with the palm of my hand. It’s almost insane to think that this cock right here is now mine… Only mine. Yes, this is my life now, getting to fuck the perfect guy with the perfect cock for the rest of my days.
I curl my fingers around his thick shape, my eyes never leaving his as I start stroking him over the fabric of his dress pants. Flicking my wrist softly, I move my hand back and forth, his fingers threading through my hair as the atmosphere around becomes heavier.
“I never wanted to fuck anyone as bad as I want to fuck you right now,” he says, his fingers turning into hooks and wrapping themselves around long locks of hair. I gasp as I feel his fingertips running over my scalp, and then he yanks on my hair, forcing my head back.
“What are you waiting for, then?” I shoot back at him, my heart pounding violently as I anticipate what’s to come. “I’m right here. Yours to handle, yours to do whatever you want to.”
“Is that so?” He asks mockingly, still keeping my head in place. I grab his cock hard, my fingers wrapped tight around it as his shaft pulses.
“That’s exactly so. I’m yours, sir,” I purr at him, my voice sounding as if I were Misty once again. Something wild and dangerous flickers in his eyes, and I lick my lips lewdly, wanting him to unleash all that wildness upon my body.
Letting go of my hair, he places his hand over my right shoulder and pushes me harshly; I fall back, my body bouncing on top of the mattress as he climbs on the bed. I barely have enough time to blink as he slides his fingers up my leg and under my skirt, flattening the palm of his hand against my pussy. He presses hard, my thong sticking against my folds as I realize that I’m as wet as the Pacific. Thankfully, the way he’s pressing me on my pussy tells me something that I desperately want—this time there’ll be no teasing. This time, there’ll no working toward a climax because the whole thing is going to be one giant relentless climax.
“Are you ready? Moan, scream, come. You know that’s what’s going to happen,” Arsen tells me, pressing his body on top of mine as he starts to rub my pussy. I swallow in dry, licking my lips as I open my mouth to speak. No words leave my lips, though, and I only let out a small croak.
I exhale sharply as he takes his hand out, only to slide it to my thigh and grab my thong. He pulls it down my legs, and I lift my legs up as he takes it off of me. Looking me in the eyes, he takes the thong to his face and breathes in my scent before throwing it to the floor.
“Delicious,” he tells me with a grin, his hand once again sliding to between my legs and finding my wet folds. “I want to taste more of that,” he continues, brushing his fingers up and down my labia. He starts to circle my clitoris with his index finger, tracing a path around it and then pressing down as I arch my back, my body fully knowing that I won’t leave this room before I’m utterly and completely spent.#p#分页标题#e#
I start to move my hips, lifting my ass up from the mattress as I push my pussy against his hand. He reacts by letting go of my clit—turning his wrist around, he hurriedly slides his index and middle finger inside of me. Moving both fingers back and forth, he guides his free hand to my waist, sliding it under my blouse and making the hike up to my breasts; his fingers curl around my right breast and he starts to pull on the cup of my bra. As my hard nipple pops out, he grabs it in a heartbeat, caressing and pressing it between his fingers.