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5.19.2017: My Loving Muse

My Loving Muse

When I think of your eyes, I see the passion locked away until it’s ignited from your soul. 
Delectable lips reach for mine but I make you anticipate our union, a thrilling delight.
Your neck and your shoulders dare to be nibbled, kissed and caressed. 
Sweet skin inviting me to cherish you inch by inch.
Breasts full and ripe 

Perfect for my hands, sensitive to my touch
Your waist, hips and thighs entice even the strongest of wills
The division of your legs creates an opportunity of lustful sanctuary
Wetness, so hot and tempting, stirs me to indulge in your offering 
Your ankles and toes, are a sign of your strength. 

But they too deserve the ministrations of love 
As my body conquers your, one beat at a time, submit your heart and your love
Desperation of mixing our passion, searching for more
Your hands, my hair

Pulling as my mouth ignites your fire 
Rapid breathing, hearts racing 

Colliding thrusts, moaning pleasure 
Temperatures soaring, time stands still
In this moment nothing else matters, it’s just you and I
Basking in glory our bodies combust simultaneously
The sensuality of one woman, rocks me so deep to my core that no one else matters
And it all started with innocence, but I was wrapped in your spell
Not love at first sight, but still drawn to you indefinitely 
I leave you with a kiss so gentle and light, until the time comes to savor you once again.

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2.9.2017: Cultivating




Eric’s arms draped around my waist and making me feel secure in his hold. Tonight had been perfect. The kind of celebration I’d always wanted. I was proud of my accomplishments and for the first time ever, I felt the joys of having someone else to cherish the moment with. The red satin tie that covered my eyes matched the dress that he’d picked out for me to wear tonight.

“If you’re a good girl I’ll show you just how proud of you I am.”

I gasped but my heart rate increased in response. I wanted everything that he could offer and more. His hands moved over my body caressing, holding, grasping, reaching, touching, feeling, and he awakened the skin in the trail he left behind. He cupped my breasts making them respond to his lust. My nipples hardened until they ached and I loved every second of it.

Tonight, I wanted to be taken to new heights and I was willing to let him work his magic on me. He was firmly pressed against my body from behind making it difficult to ignore how much he really wanted me. His thickness was nestled in just the right place. If I had the magic abilities to snap away our clothes now would be the time. I trusted him and I’d let him set the pace but it was the hardest thing to do right now.

He lowered the satin dress from my shoulders, one strap at a time. It pulled at my feet but I stood still waiting for him to give me any instructions. His hands stroked bare skin and it was heavenly. My soft skin, his rougher hands, and the chill in the room licking at my skin until it came alive with chills.

He pulled my hands behind my back and locked the leather restraints in place. I exhaled becoming lost in the confines. Nothing else mattered, just whatever happened in this moment. His lips nibbled along the side of my neck until he reached my ear. He nipped it then pulled it between his teeth. I leaned back into his embrace relaxing into him even more so.

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“Very good, girl. I’m only beginning. Will you be able to last as long as I?”

I didn’t answer because I truly didn’t know. I was quickly falling under his spell and I needed to pace myself. He gripped the hair at the back of my head and tugged it tight. I moaned and hoped that my legs could handle this situation because my mind couldn’t.

I closed my eyes and let the power within me take over. The control was all his and I trusted what he would do with it. It was time to relinquish what I was to be who I am. I lowered to my knees and waited for his will to become mine.

“You have no idea…” He started but then cleared his throat.

I’d pleased him and that’s all that mattered.



Lily’s body draped forward. She hung from the ceiling completely unaware of her surroundings. I’d used her body to play music that only I heard. The leather flogger left red lashes along her back and ass marking her nicely but I wasn’t done. I needed her to take more.

I slid my fingers between her legs along the folds of her heat, not surprised by how much her cunt wept for attention. I’d licked her until she hurt. Finger fucked her until the spasms racked. Still, I wanted more.

The cane I’d picked would make me lose her altogether. There was no way that she could handle it without slipping into a space filled with comfort and endorphins.

“Ready, baby?”

Lily mumbled and I took it as a yes. Not that it mattered. Her delicious derriere stood out and at attention inviting me to continue having my way with her. I laced stripes over her ass, thighs, and shoulders. I was careful not to break the skin but I definitely marked her. Her cries echoed around the room and it only served to make my erection pulse… throb…

Tears raced from her eyes, just as fearful as Lily to displease me. She was perfect and more beautiful in this moment than ever before. Beads of sweat ran down the center of her back taunting me. Not wanting anyone else’s marks on her body, I licked them away leaving only remnants of me. She was mine and on this night, tonight, she’d feel it.

I walked around Lily to get a better view of her face. It was tear stained and her eyes were glazed over. She wasn’t here with me and that just wouldn’t do. I stripped out of my clothes and raised Lily high enough to wrap her legs around my waist. I slipped inside and I swore I saw stars. Her heat consumed me entirely. Her wetness helped to anchor me at just the right depth to make her feel me.

Her eyes widened and I knew I was regaining her attention. In… out… thrusts… pumping… clapping… slapping… taking… giving… controlling… pushing… pulling… manipulating… encouraging…

Lily gripped the chains and bucked against me. She was close and her body wasn’t able to fight the turbulence brewing. I moved faster as her fuel fed my fire. I gripped her hips and rode her hard. I held nothing back and my body moved of its own accord until I exploded inside of her. Time stood still and I panted and growled out my release. She was fucking magnificent and all mine.

After the earth was once again our playing field, I released her from the chains that hung from the ceiling and carried her to the bed. Not ready to let her go, I moved to the center of the bed and held her against me. Precious… She was vulnerable and I loved that she could be that way with me.

“Sir…” She mumbled.

Lily trembled in my arms and I pulled the blanket tight around us. She scooted closer and trying to take as much of my heat as she could. I kissed the top of her head and closed my eyes. This was perfect. Just like her.

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1.19.2017: Poor Boy

Poor Boy

I walked into the house and smelled a delicious aroma. He was here already. Something about that felt so damn good. He padded down the hall to me smiling the whole way. His hips swayed drawing my eyes there. Music was playing in the background and I noticed that his movements matched the rhythm of the music. He put his hands on my chest and backed me up to the door as he swayed against me. When my back was pressed to the surface, I waited for his next move. I raised my eyebrow at him and smiled when he lowered to his knees.

Kneeled in front of me, he was beautiful. He was displayed in a way that pleased both the Dom and the submissive offering himself. I didn’t want to waste time. I walked around him and got on my knees as well. I pulled his pants down and stroked his length through his parted thighs. He was silent but I could feel the tension brewing within him.


He was shirtless and I trailed my fingers down his back and parted his ass to caress him there. His hands were once flat against the floor but had drawn up to closed fists. I kissed the small of his back and the first cries escaped his lips.

“Much better,” I admitted.

“Yes, Sir.” His acknowledgment came out strangled and like a half grunt.

I kissed down his bottom, over each cheek, and wet the seam of his ass with my tongue. His pleas for more added to the music that I let fade into the background. His puckered hole was teased and probed lightly with the tip of my tongue before I worked it with my finger. My other hand was busy keeping him on edge while I stroked him.

I slid one finger inside, working him over from both the front and back. I found his spot easily and teased it. He shuddered and tried to run from me. I gripped him tighter and pumped my hand around him.

“Sir!” His voice was loud and demanding of my attention. He knew how I felt about that.

I gripped him tighter and he winced. I was in control and he better remember that.

“Sorry, Sir.” He whispered.


“S—Sir, I’m sorry.” He squeaked.

I loosened my grip and though it’d hurt him a bit, he was harder now than before. My poor boy liked when I corrected his bad habits. I added another finger inside him and his head raised as he groaned loudly.

“God yes!” He moaned. “I’ve missed you all day, Sir. I’ve needed you.”

“Yeah?” I asked. More so just to hear it again.

“Yes. I really did. After pleasing you earlier, I couldn’t get it out of my head. It was so hot. And knowing that woman watched us… Oh god, yes!”

I hit his spot repeatedly with my fingers. He quivered and shook in my hands. My poor boy would come soon.

“Imagine how I felt. I could still feel your mouth on me as I went about my day. You sucked me damn good, boy.”

“Please, oh please, can I come?” He asked.

“Yes.” I withdrew my fingers from his ass and let go of his dripping cock.

That didn’t stop the horny sub from shooting his seed across my floor. I smiled and watched as he convulsed. He tried to regain his position but was too busy soiling the entrance way. I waited for him to finish before I said anything.


“Yes, Sir… I know. I’ll clean it. Just…” He panted and fought for control over his body.

That control belonged to me. I gripped him by the neck, stood up, and pulled him to his feet. He staggered but tried to focus on me.

“Yes, Sir?”

His eyes were glazed over and he was still out of sorts.

I kissed his mouth taking his lips between mine. He whined and held onto me with all his might. I pulled from his lips and smacked his face firmly.

“Wake up, baby,” I said before caressing the warm skin along his jaw.


I kissed his neck and across his chest. “Clean this hallway and then go take a shower. When you come back, I expect you to suck me while I eat my dinner. Understood?”

He nodded his head and I gripped his neck tighter. His eyes became even more unfocused and my dick twitched.

“Yes, Sir.”


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I lowered him back to the floor and walked away. I looked over the meal that he’d cooked. Veal smothered in mushrooms and gravy, mash potatoes, and grilled peppers were on the stove. A freshly made salad was on the counter and made me salivate. My boy had outdone himself to tonight. I may actually let him taste something other than me since he’d gone through all of the trouble. I heard the shower come on and smiled. Or maybe not. Poor, poor, boy.

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1.12.2017: One Night (Part 2)


***This is Part 2. Part 1 can be found HERE!***

One Night (Part 2)

She awakened to me tying her wrists to the bed posts. Her feet were already tied to the edges of the bed. Her eyes widened when she realized what I was doing.


“One night…” I reminded her. “I don’t have time to waste.”


“No… buts.”

She closed her mouth but I could still see the questions forming in her head.

I leaned down and sucked her nipples and she arched into my mouth. I kissed down her body and stopped when I got to her heat. I slid my fingers through her folds to find her ready for more. I groaned my approval. She’d be even more fun than I thought.

“I want to hurt you,” I admitted.

I took the belt from around my waist and stood between her legs. Fear changed her expression. That same fear fueled my desire. I wanted to torture her into needing the pain. She would, I was sure of it. It just needed to be executed properly.

I grabbed her vibe that I’d found and turned it on low. Slowly, I teased her with it until her body came alive. Her skin fevered and she anticipated every move. She didn’t know what I was up to. It scared and intrigued her.

When she was close to her orgasm, I left the vibe deeply seated inside her and used the leather belt to spank her clit and thighs. Her eyes widened and it pulled her back from the edge. I saw the tears pooling and it only encouraged the sadist.

“Good girl.”

“It hurts.” She whined.


I turned the vibe on and continued fucking her. I saw the surprise on her face at how much she enjoyed the sensations. She relaxed into it, letting the orgasm build again. She reached the height of need that would normally result in an orgasm. I gripped her thighs that still burned from the belt and she hissed. The tears spilled from her eyes but with the vibe inside her body still responded.

I fucked her harder until she was on the edge once again. Her sensitive clit was spanked along with her thighs. They were marked and her cunt was reddened from the discipline. I continued stroking her while gripping her sore thighs. She cried but her body bucked.

“What are you doing to me?!” She screamed.

I kissed her thighs and the top of her mound before driving the vibe in deep and fast. The spasms took over and she lost control once again. I gripped her thigh and she came hard!

Noticing the way her body seemed to arch for more, I gave it to her. The orgasms rolled over her until she was completely exhausted. I wanted more. I lowered my head and kissed her clit until it responded. It swelled in my mouth engorged with a thumping desire.

“I can’t” She mumbled.

“You can and you will.”

I worked her body until it came alive all over again. She was too weak to fight and it only urged me on further. I kissed up her body and sucked her nipples until they too were tender. I inserted the vibe and slowly worked her sore pussy. Her moans were accompanied by tears of defeat and I loved every bit of it.

“It hurts.” She whined.

“I know baby… I told you it would.”


I withdrew the vibe from her needy cunt and placed it on her clit. The first spasm shook her so intensely that she shook the bed.

“It… hurts…”

A spasm rolled through my groin and I knew I was close. No stimulation. No accompaniment. I would come from her demise. I’d make sure of it.

“Yeah… it does.”

I pressed the vibe against her clit and her hips bucked against it over and over again until she screamed from the forced orgasm. Her scream set off my own orgasm and I the world shifted, froze and everything grew quiet as I drifted. I lowered my head to her stomach and let the endorphins take over. Her body was in shock jerking lightly. Sated. I sighed letting myself float even more.


I woke to hear her breathing lightly in a deep slumber. I stretched my body regaining feeling and function. I stood slowly and walked to get water and something to wake my brain.


Finding water and a Mr. Goodbar, I went back to the bedroom. I unhooked her hands and feet before cuddling up to her. I kissed her lips until she kissed me back. I chuckled and kissed her one final time.

“I need you hydrated, baby girl.”

She struggled to sit up and I helped her. She leaned in for another kiss and I obliged. She drank and I fed her chocolate from my mouth to give me more reasons to kiss her. She moaned and I looked at the clock. It was going on 2 a.m. and I needed to decide when “tonight” would end. I nibbled her chin and she relaxed into my hold.

“You hurt me.” She whispered.

“Yes and I fucking loved it,” I responded between kisses to her body.

“I’m glad that you did.” She sighed and I knew her body was reawakening. Her hands were fisting my shirt and it pleased me that she was ready again. She would be sore come morning.

“I’m glad that you did too.” I moaned.

“But I didn’t.”

“Oh, but you did.”

“What are you doing to me?”

“You have no fucking idea how much more I am going to do to you.”


“Shhhh….” I hushed her but the smile on my face was even more sadistic than the last time. I didn’t know if there was enough time to satisfy my itch. Maybe one night wasn’t enough… FUCK!

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Fucking Writer’s Block



Fucking Writer’s Block

Writer’s block. I hated the bitch. She had a way of taking all of my creative energy and turning it into shit. Ideas that started off as genius turned into a cluster fuck of “umms” and “uhs”. I threw wadded up pieces of paper at the computer screens saying the hell with it all. I’d tried paper to pen, typing, and even fucking voice recording. None of it was helping. I read the screen and my anger inched higher on the go “fuck yourself” meter.

Editor: Get out and get some fresh air.

“Fuck you.” I barked at the screen.

I swirled around in circles as I warred with the stuck words in my brain. The fuckers just wouldn’t flow. I jumped up and paced the room becoming more anxious as I walked. Maybe fresh air wasn’t a bad idea. I looked at the time as midnight seemed to approach much quicker than I wanted. I needed to put something on paper to get to give them.

Something moved quickly down the hall and I peeked to see my wife carrying a basket of laundry to the wash room. I tilted my head when I noticed that she was wearing my favorite boy shorts. They cupped her ass just right teasing me. Only the bottom of her cheeks peeked out making my fingers inch to grab them.

Her hair was wet indicating that she’d recently showered. She was lethal right now. Clean, barely clothed, and I could smell the cherry lotion she always wore. My mouth watered as I thought about tasting her sweetness. No matter how long we’ve been together, she still made me ache for her like we’d just met. I just couldn’t get enough. I took my shirt and jeans off and threw them into the chair. If I needed a distraction, she was fucking it. No better way to make sex sell than to experience it.

I rounded the corner as she was putting clothes in the dryer. She was bent over and spread nicely for me. I walked behind her and positioned us just right for the deed. I rubbed my hardness against her softness and she moaned.

“Lyle, what are you doing?” She asked.

“If you can’t guess, you’ll find out soon.”

“You should be working. You have a book to sell.” She added. Her protests sounded sincere but her sultry voice told me that her interest was piqued.

“I have to write the book before I can sell it.” I slid my finger along the edges of her shorts and her objection was caught behind the whimper that was released.


“Yeah…” My voice was just as raspy as hers was lusty.

Jaye stood and put her hands against my chest to push me away but her attempt was feeble. “Go write.”

“I will when I’m done.”

I moved towards her and she backed away. I continued until she was against the wall with nowhere to go.

“Shit.” She swore under her breath.

“Damn right.”

I leaned forward kissing her neck at the same time that I lifted her thigh. She lifted her hand to my head holding me close to her. I flexed my hips toward her and she hissed. My patience was running thin. I wanted inside of her. I needed to lose myself into her to rid the demons that blocked the creativity. I wanted to pound my frustrations into her willing flesh. She had the power to heal me and I needed to take refuge.


I lifted her and she wrapped both of her legs around my waist. Her heat beaconed me to enjoy her wetness. I pulled the skin at her neck with my teeth and she groaned. Her fingernails raked my back and I shivered. She knew just how much I liked that. I slid my hand down to her pussy and I teased her through the drenched material covering her.

I kissed up her neck until I reached her ear. I pulled on it with my teeth and whispered into her ear.

“I need you, baby. Are you ready for me?”

“Yes!” She cried out.

“Good, girl.”

Using the wall to hold her up, I freed my erection. I pulled her shorts down her ass and over her hips. They rode her thighs but her cunt was available for the taking. I teased her folds with the tip of my erection until she rocked against me. Yeah, she wanted it too.

I inched inside of her and liquid heat welcomed me. I put one hand on the wall to brace our bodies. Damn she felt good. Her arms wrapped tighter around my neck when I withdrew from her.

“Noooooooo…” She begged.

I sighed in content. “Baby, I’m not going anywhere.”

I sheathed all of me inside of her in one upsweep.

“Ah! Yeeeeeeeeeeeeees!” She roared.

I lowered my hands to grip her thighs holding her in place while I moved in and out of her. Her body quenched my thirst as I fucked her into submission. She gripped me flexing her vaginal muscles and it was my turn to roar.

I growled contentment and she purred in response. The dance we’d perfected over time was in motion and we didn’t miss one beat. Needing to feel more of her, I slammed her hips into mine challenging her to take more.

“Oh, yes! Lyle, that feels soo… soo… sooo good!”


Sweat dripped down the center of my back and between her breasts, reminding me of how much I wanted to taste her. I turned and sat her on top of the dryer. I withdrew completely and disposed of both pairs of our bottoms. I lifted her legs putting them on my shoulders. Her hands held onto my head as I lowered it to taste her.


I spread her wider giving me access to devour all of her. I French kissed her there until light shakes became thunderous tremors.

“Lyle, pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeease!” She begged.

Lifting my head I found her lips. She kissed me eagerly, wanting the orgasm that I’d denied her. I inched my shaft inside and then out before slamming back home. Pulling her body closer to the edge of the dryer, I held back nothing. She arched into me and I went deeper. I pulled her hair exposing her neck. Kissing, nipping, biting and licking all of the exposed skin, I branded her mine once again. Her nails bit into my skin, piercing my back, marking me as hers.

“Jaye, so good. Perfect. Mine.”

“Yours! Mmm… Please!” She cried and pleaded at the same time.

“Come for me, baby!”

Jaye’s cunt gripped me tightly as she shattered. The firm hold pulled me right down the orgasmic tunnel with her. I growled loudly and grunted out my release. Fuck she was amazing.

Panting like we’d just completed a marathon, I rested my head on her shoulder. Her arms held her up but she shook from the effort. I pulled her into me and carried her to our bed, never disengaging from her. I fell backward onto the bed and she rested her head onto my chest enjoying me as much as I, her. I closed my eyes savoring the moment.

A flurry of scenes assaulted me. Ones I’d seen before but there was a new element. My eyes popped open and I was welcomed with darkness. I looked over to see the clock indicating that between sleep and the extracurricular, I’d been away from the writing lab for three and a half hours. The voices of characters yelling their stories to me grew louder.

Gingerly, I rolled Jaye onto the bed and kissed her beautiful face, disentangling from her. When I was finished writing, I’d be back for more of her loving. I hadn’t finished tasting her sweet body but when the voices called, I answered.

I sat at the desk and the computer came alive as if it knew of my arrival. The blank document stared at me and the cursor flashed insistently. My fingers began typing. The words flowed allowing me to finally create something more than anger. Three chapters later, I sent the unedited documents to my editor for feedback. Feeling great about the renewed energy, I closed the laptop and headed to the bedroom.

I climbed in bed and Jaye curled around me instinctively. Yes, this is where I belonged. I kissed her shoulder and she moaned lightly. Her scent enveloped me and I knew that she was in for a long night. I pulled one of her nipples into my mouth and she mewled.

“Again?” She asked barely alert.

“Yeah, again,” I confirmed.

“Yes, Sir.”

I growled and she shivered. Everything was going to be just fine as long as I had my muse. And she did a damned good job of inspiring.

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9.29.2016: Let’s Play A Game

I slid my hand down the curves of her body. Imperfections that she saw were the blueprints of my desires. She’d never outright said that she found herself unattractive. She’d only said that she didn’t think she was worthy of the attentions I bestowed. That was more than enough for me to understand that she didn’t value herself as I did.

My fingertips moved along her soft skin savoring all that she offered. By giving into my own need to worship her, I’d be pleasuring her in the best of ways. I massaged her breasts avoiding the most sensitive part. This was greater than sexual urgency. She needed to experience me devouring all of her not her brain being short-circuited by premature want.

I trailed digits up her arms awakening the nerves there. She was exquisitely bound in soft silk. It complimented her skin putting all sorts of dirty thoughts into my mind. Later. I’d get there.

Her lips were parted as she exhaled heat and inhaled seduction. The inferno inside her blazed so high that her skin became damp with perspiration. I ignored her whimpers for more than slight touches and stolen caresses. We’d get there too.

I stood up removing my black clothing; leather jacket, shirt, and pants. Her gaze roamed over my body and stiff member. She’d get plenty of that as well. I stroked my shaft slowly torturing myself just as slowly as I’d initiated with her.


“See how much I want you?” I asked.

“Yes.” Her voice was laced with pent up lust that she wanted to expel. That decision wasn’t hers. She’d come when I told her to.

“Watching you right now is more than enough to bring me to my knees. You’re so fucking beautiful.”

She looked away, bashful and ashamed of how those very words stroked something deep inside. I knew because I could see the fight in her now tense frame. She wanted to revel in it but she couldn’t allow false promises to penetrate her thick skin. Time to weaken the wall once more.

All of her body was alert and ready for more. I kissed her neck and then whispered in her ear. “Ready for a game?”

She was weary and had every right to be. “Yes.”

“I’m going to continue to ravish you. The only difference is that you’re going to tell me why I am. Each time focus my attention on any spot, you’ll tell me why it needs my attention.”


“No buts. I’ll let you simmer all night if you comply.”


I kissed down her neck and shoulders but this time, her breasts wouldn’t get off so easily. I kissed around the fullness of them. Lazily, my tongue worked toward the tip before I engulfed the erect nipple into my mouth. I lapped at the sensitive peak before pulling it with my lips and teeth.


Her body arched toward my mouth as she sought even more. I couldn’t continue because she wasn’t following the rules to my game. I released the breast and stared at her waiting.

She panted as if she’d just finished running. Her chest heaved and she wiggled. Her mind was a muddled mess because she couldn’t focus on anything except the sensations that I’d created.

“Love, is there something that you’d wish to say?”

She nodded but stuttered when she tried to speak. She took a deep breath and tried again. “Sensitive… Full… Lush… Sexy…”

“Good. Very good.”

I went back to smothering them with affections. Kissing between each breast and then showering them with kisses and licks. Sucking them until she shivered and trembled. I moved on to her hips. My fingers traced the curve of them while my mouth kissed and sucked. She chuckled a sultry laugh.

“It tickles and feels good at the same time.” It came out breathless and flirty.

“Mhm…” I moaned.

“You like them because they’re feminine.”

“God, yes!” I agreed.

I kissed over to her parted thighs and spread her wide. Kisses to her inner thighs sent her into a fit of moans and groans. I took my time completely blocking out the hurried cries.

“Because they should only part for you,” The words rushed from your lips and I swore that you’d come just from this. You were so close.

“Mhm…” I urged.

“And they are…”

My tongue moved to her pussy and she screamed. “Yes!”

Her clit was so sensitive but she was primed. Gently, I pulled back the hood and gave her one hard suck.

“Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees!” She screamed loudly as she came hard.

I pulled my mouth away from her dripping cunt and entered her in one smooth thrust. Fuck she was hot. In and out I moved building up another orgasm within us both. I leaned over and took her mouth. I kissed her as my pace quickened. It took us higher and higher until the spasms that wracked her body, seized mine. Move thrusts were wild and carefree. There was one goal and I sought completion for us both.

Spent, I laid on top of her while she kissed the sides of my face. I reached up, releasing the ties from her wrists. I moved beside her and pulled her into my arms before closing my eyes.

“Because they are both yours, as is the rest of my body. I know how much you love my lips.”

“Fucking, beautiful… All of you…”

“Yes.” She responded before I faded into the darkness.

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9.22.2016: Our Song


Our Song

I hung up the phone feeling more alone than I anticipated. Tomorrow was my big day. Well, technically the day was already present since the red numbers flashed 3:19 a.m. I stretched out on my bed and pulled the blanket up over my breasts. Every inch of my flesh tingled and She was the reason. I need relief, sexual relief. I needed her, all of her. We’d spent the past few months texting, talking, and sending pictures. Neither of us knew where this would lead but that didn’t persuade us that “this” was bad.

There was only one problem. Long nights of talking faded come morning. I walked around on a cloud of joy that I couldn’t explain to anyone because it sounded silly to lust over someone who lived so far away. What was the reason? I didn’t have one that created logic for any else. She was my bit of sunshine in the darkness.


“Wake up, wake up!”

I jumped, startled at the alarmingly loud voice echoing through my apartment. I blinked trying to figure out what in the hell was going on.

“Get. Up!”

Three of my crazy friends rushed into the room and I covered my very nude body just in time. What in the world?

“It’s time to get ready!” I looked at Erica and wondered why her loudness was necessary. We’d been BFF’s since were 8 years old but I never could get used to her boisterous tone.

“Ready for what?” I groaned.

“We’re taking you today before your party.” Alisa chimed in.

“Yeah, you need to be super sexy for tonight,” Isiah added.

I sighed. I was tired as shit but they weren’t going anywhere fast. I shooed them out with hand gestures. I’d planned this stupid party almost six months ago when I was happy about being single and having fun. Now I was in this… thing… and I had no idea what I was.

“Give me a second to get ready.” I wrapped the sheet tighter around me.

“You have 20 minutes.” Isiah threw over his shoulder.

“Yeah, yeah.”

I sighed but was thankful for the distraction. While sleep sounded amazing, I knew when I finally became alert loneliness would kick back in. Groans accompanied all of my movements as I made my way to the shower. Well, if you can’t beat them… get ready. Right?


Beautifully intoxicated, I walked through my party feeling good. Friends, family, and tons of eye candy was scattered all around the room. My favorite cake was on the tallest table in the room screaming out my age and the reason everyone was here celebrating. The DJ was playing all of the right songs keeping people on the dancefloor.

I picked up a plate piling on cheeseball and crackers. The explosion of green onions and ham on my palette was as good as steak and eggs at the moment. The music changed and I heard my song. Our song. The one that we listened to over and over, confessing secrets and stirring our souls while melding them. I’d promised that I’d enjoy today and not text or call until I was home safe. I sat my plate on the table to get a grip on my emotions.

Arms wrapped around my waist and I froze. “It’s me. I couldn’t miss your birthday party now, could I?”

I shrieked and turned in her arms. She kissed me and I wrapped my arms around her neck. Was she really here? I pulled away enough to see her face, gaping at the fact that I was really in her arms. I hugged her again and saw my three best friends standing there smiling and taking pictures. I don’t know how they knew but…

“How did… When did…?” I stuttered in bewilderment.

“I drove down today. That’s why I didn’t want you to call or text. I needed to make sure that I didn’t give it away.”

“But I never told you where I was having my party.”

She smiled. “You mentioned Erica, Alisa, and Isiah enough times that I could find them on your Facebook page easily. I messaged them and told them the plan.”

Shaking my head at how amazing she was, I kissed her again. Today had just gotten that much better.

By the end of the night, I was more than ready to head home. I needed some alone time with Her. My friends were nice enough to take care of the hall for me while I took advantage of the surprise I’d gotten. I led her to my bedroom not bothering to play shy. I knew she was leaving in two days and I needed to make the best of it.


She sat down on the bed while I strip teased for her to our song. She undressed casually but kept her eyes on me. When I was completely available for her to see, I sashayed over to sit on her lap. She leaned over and took my lips between hers, claiming them as hers. Even if just for the night.

Lost in the sensations, I never realized when she eased me to the bed. Her lips never left mine as she moved between my legs yet on top of my body. Her hands caressed and grabbed, taking hold yet soothing me. I pulled away finally needing air. Kisses were placed along the column of my neck sporadically and I gripped the sheets. She was teasing me and igniting a flame that I hope she could handle. Her mouth traveled down my body leaving no skin untouched.

Taut nipples ached for her mouth to return but I let her take the lead. She did. She controlled my body with a finesse that was indescribable. The way she used her lips to trail along my body between the stream of kisses made my toes curl. She wasn’t at the best paaaa…

I moaned when her mouth enveloped my throbbing clit. I sighed appreciatively. Her tongue lapped at my sensitive folds while I held on to the ride. The sound of our song continued to play. It must have been on repeat because it stopped and then started again. It helped to set the tone of the night. The mixture of her mouth and music was addictive. I’d always wondered what it’d feel like and she…

“No, no, no…” I pleaded.

An orgasm was quickly approaching but I didn’t want this to end.

“Don’t worry, it’s only the first of many.” How’d she know?

My legs quivered against her shoulders and my hips bucked against her mouth. Her arms gripped my thighs and she sucked my clit further into her mouth.

“What the…” I gasped trying to breathe normally but stumbled over words and rationality.

Fingers caressed the lips around her mouth before they inched inside of me. She moved her fingers while she punished my pussy with her tongue. Too much for me to deny, I succumbed to her demands. As the first orgasmed washed over me another was building simultaneously. My heart raced, thumped so hard I wondered if I would die this way. Having one of the best orgasms of my life couldn’t be murder, could it?

Fingers thrust wildly and deep. I whined, moaned, and groaned requiring even more of her attentions. She moved her mouth and kissed up my body as she finger fucked me. I wrapped my arms around her neck, pulling her close to me as my body was forcibly wrecked into submission. I rode her fingers while she drove them deeper and harder.

“Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeess!” I cried out at last.

My body wanted to relax but the spasms coursing through had a different plan.

Finally, I grew limp and sated. She kissed me careful not to disturb the satisfaction that I felt. She was amazing. This was that moment of awe.

She lay beside me caressing my damp skin. I’d been reduced to sounds of approval and she silently gloated. I couldn’t deny her that moment of gratification. She deserved it. I closed my eyes too weak to keep them open.

My pussy was wet and being stroked by the thickness that caressed my folds with sexual precision. I moaned wondering what was happening. I opened my eyes to see Her moving her hips against mine. I hummed wondering when this began. I’d been asleep when…

“You’re wet like you missed my touch.” She said.

I nodded knowing that even in my sleep I craved her. “Yes.”

“That’s what I like to hear.”

Her hips moved faster. Her thrusts moved deeper. She was marking me. Destroying me. She lifted my legs around her waist and leaned over me. The look on her face was pure determination and purpose. She shivered on top of me and I knew she was close. I leaned closer and kissed across her chest.

“Yeah…” She whispered. She liked it and her pace faltered as she reveled in the sensations.

Trying to get her off fed my own drive for release. She held on to my shoulders as she pumped inside my sex faster. She was close and so was I. I came first and she followed soon after. She rocked in and out until her body eased. Fulfilled.

Slowly, she withdrew and discarded the strap-on. Lying beside me, we remained quiet. Nothing needed to be said. It was a wonderful feeling and as my mind quieted, I heard our song in the background continuing to play.

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9.15.2016: Am I Dreaming

I had to be dreaming. There was no way in hell that he was here with me. Or maybe I should say that there was no way that I was here with him. I looked over in the seat beside me to see him fast asleep. I really needed to go to the bathroom but didn’t want to wake him while trying to pass him. Carefully, I removed my seat belt and inched to the isle. When I was safely out of the waking him up zone, I darted to the restroom.

Expecting a tiny space like on a normal folk plane, I was taken back by the added space that the private plane offered. The nagging feeling of an impatient bladder stopped me from gawking to handle my business.  After freshening up, I headed back to my seat. He slept still and I maneuvered to slide by him. This time, not so lucky. Turbulence took control and shook us up a bit. Stumbling forward, I grabbed the seat above his head to prevent falling on top of him. I closed my eyes as the plane experienced shakes from the air pockets.

“Well, that’s a nice sight to wake up to.”

I opened my eyes to see him looking at my breasts that were at his eye level.

“Sorry. I was coming back from the bathroom and…”

The plane shook again and I held on tighter.

I felt hands along my sides and then he palmed my breasts through my bra. I gasped.

“Yes, this is definitely one hell of a way to wake up.”

He lifted the armrests and then my skirt as he pulled me to straddle him. I looked over my shoulder and saw no signs of the flight attendant. He leaned up taking my lips between his, disconnecting rational thoughts. He was him. The man I’d lusted over for god knows how long and he was here. Why would I not kiss him?


His hands stroked my thighs causing all kinds of tremors. I ground against him and he lifted my shirt. Distracted by his reveal, he moved his mouth to kiss along the tops of my breasts. I heard crackling before the pilot came over the loudspeaker.

“Prepare for landing.”

Fuck. Me.

He chuckled and pulled my shirt down. “Don’t worry, we’ll resume this soon.”

I sighed and stood to put myself back together. I sat in my seat and buckled my seatbelt. Why hadn’t I gone to the bathroom earlier?


Settled onto the ship, I went straight to the room I’d used the first time. We’d spent 5 days and 6 nights on the island. It was beautiful! He’d been filming scenes for his next movie so he’d been pretty busy the entire time while I toured. I expected to see him during the nights but that hadn’t happened either. All of that time had passed since I’d straddled his lap and I was in a constant state of arousal. I wanted him and now our trip was over. After this ride on the ship, it was back on the flight then off to the real world. I showered and went to sleep acknowledging the fact that it was a mishap that wouldn’t happen again.


My eyes flew open and my heart rate was off the charts. I moaned loud as the orgasm shook my core. What. In. The. Hell? He kissed up my body from between my legs and underneath the sheet until his lips were planted against mine. I heard the familiar sounds of foil unwrapping before he entered me. Moist and ready for him, I accepted his thickness easily. He filled me completely making me lose my breath once again.

“Were you expecting me tonight?” He asked.

“What? No! Why…? Mmm.”

“Because you aren’t wearing any clothes.” He moved inside of me with skillful determination.

“I fell asleep…” I moaned holding nothing back.

He leaned closer and I held his shoulders from underneath. Trying to hold on, I scratched at his back and he seemed to love it. He groaned loudly into my ear letting me know just how much he was enjoying himself.

I arched my hips and clenched my muscles around him. “Oh!”

I licked my lips and then kissed along his chest. I wanted to savor him too. He pulled my hair to give him access to my neck where he buried his face. I arched it giving him space to do as he wished. He sucked and kissed. I knew I would be marked in the morning but I didn’t care.

His body rocked mine taking me to greater heights than I’d ever been. He kept me on edge careful not to tip the scale. Slickened bodies caressed one another as we searched for new and exciting ways to arouse the other. He rolled over putting me on top. He pulled my arms behind my back and I whined yet again. It was so good and intense that tears threatened the back of my eyes.

“Ride me, beautiful.”

I purred and tried to give him what he needed. I leaned toward him, careful of my wrists allowing him fully inside of me again. With every motion my body fought for release, it was so intensely felt that I struggled to follow his orders. His hips moved to meet mine taking away the last bit of resistance I had. I came violently as he hit the same sweet spot over and over. He didn’t stop after the first time or the second. He rolled us over mounting me again where he rode me until my body seized hard.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!” I screamed.

He roared just as loud as he came as well. Spent, I passed out trying to remember how he’d gotten into my room


I watched as the clouds surrounded us again as we left the airport. I was exhausted. We’d had sex multiple times throughout the night leaving me without sleep. I counted the cluster of clouds until they blurred.


His beard nuzzled along my neck, waking me from my slumber. “Get on top of me.”

I blinked trying to make sense of his words. “What?”

“You’ve made me unbearably hard. Get on top of me.”

“I’ve been asleep!”

“I keep thinking about the sexy noises you make when you’re helplessly riding me.”

Wherever the soreness was before was replaced by the deepest of throbs.

“Get. On. Top. Of. Me. Now, beautiful.”

I took off my seatbelt and stood up. I removed my shoes and panties, lifting my dress, I straddled him and he moaned.

“Now kiss me.”

I did. He prepared his shaft before he entered me slowly. I appreciated it since I was tender.

“Ride me.”

Raising my hips and rocking back and forth had never felt so good. My hair showered around us as I leaned down to kiss him. He lowered the strap to my dress and bra and pulled my nipple with his fingers. I moaned into his mouth and he moved his hands down to grab my ass, holding me in place as he rocked into me. He lowered the back of the seat until it lay almost flat. He went deeper inside me and there was no mistaking the sound of skin on skin as it echoed through the cabin of the plane. If he didn’t care, neither did I. I was so close. God…

“Please!” I moaned.

He reached between us, teasing my clit. I gripped him tightly as I rode out my orgasm. He came and the shaking of his body tipped me again into a blinding whirlwind of bliss.

Kisses along my shoulder and face woke me this time. He was holding me and I closed my eyes again.

“Baby, I need you to get into your seat while the plane lands. I’ll hold you while we ride to my house.”

“Your house?”

“Yes, did you think I was going to let you go that easily?”

I kissed him and then moved into my seat so that he could right his seat. I buckled in and put my head on his shoulder waiting for someone to pinch me to wake me from this dream.

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9.8.2016: She Doesn’t Know


She Doesn’t Know

She was late. I could have dismissed it but then I wouldn’t be me. I sipped my wine enjoying the unique flavor. The fireplace crackled behind me and the rain thrummed against the windows. There was a romantic dinner planned but each moment that she was late took us further from the plan.  I heard a car pull into the driveway and I knew that it was her. That distinctive sound that was attached to her car was the only indicator I needed. I took another drink and swirled the wine impatiently.

The door opened and shuffling feet moved across the hardwood floor. I shifted getting even more comfortable.  When she walked into the room she paused seeing my intense gaze. Her eyes shifted to the clock above my head and then back to my face. Nervously, she fiddled with a strand of loose hair that kept falling onto her forehead.

“Hey.” She finally greeted me.

“Hello.” I kept my greeting short. If I let her stew, she’d do more damage than I ever could.

“I’m sorry I’m late. There was more work than I thought and I lost track of…”

“I’m glad to see you’re alive.” I took another sip of wine waiting.

“I know I should have called but…”

“Is it still pouring raining outside?” I knew the answer but my question implied more than I was willing to say.

“It is and I’m sorry. I know you were probably worried because I didn’t call…”

“Strip.” The command came out more even than I felt. I wanted to shake her for worrying me and that thought was enough to let me know that I needed more time before I touched her.

“Yes, Sir.”

The white shirt that was wet and clingy to her curves was unbuttoned with nervous fingers. She knew I was angry. It was more than about the dinner. She’d not followed the rules once again. Her safety was my number one concern. The fact that I’d called her but it went straight to voicemail and she was unaware, tells me that she hadn’t bothered with her phone since who knows when. Unacceptable.

Bra and shirt removed, she moved on to her slacks and panties. I watched as she removed each item slowly making sure to tease me as she went. She was good at remembering things like this. It was for me and that translated into important for her. Things like her wellbeing came as an afterthought. That’s why it bothered me more than one would assume. She didn’t yet understand her value. Every time it made me want to strangle the bastards before me that didn’t make her believe in herself.

She left her shoes and thigh highs in place. “Sir, should I keep these on or take them off as well?”

I swallowed the last of my burgundy spirit and placed my glass back on the table. Standing, I made my way over to where she stood. Her eyes lowered waiting for my next instruction. I wrapped my hand around her throat holding her securely and backed her against the wall. Her eyes glazed and I knew her full attention was exactly where I needed.  Her chest rose and fell quickly. She was afraid yet aroused by the act. She knew that I’d never hurt her but I needed her to understand me fully. Her attention was required.

I spoke directly into her ear using my body to pin hers into place. “I don’t think you understand just how precious you are.”

A lone tear slid down her face and she closed her eyes shielding herself from me. “I’d rather spend my time ravishing your body instead of wondering if you’re wrapped around a tree. I bet you didn’t realize your cell phone is dead.”

“No.” She’d tried to move her head, forgetting my hold, but I held steady preventing movement.

“What if something would have happened to my girl? How would you have let me know?”

She inhaled air through her nose and it was shaky. I knew she was moments from breaking and I planned to take her there. It was time.

“You are mine and I need you to act like it. You’ll do that for me. Take care of my girl, won’t you?”

“Ye-es.” The sob that followed wasn’t enough.

“I don’t know what I’d do if something happened to you. You’re my world, baby.”

She opened her eyes, turning her head, which I allowed, and looked at me. Some of the biggest tear drops I’d ever seen rained down her face. “Sir, I’m so sorry.”

I kissed her silencing her apologies. My right hand gripped her hip while the left held her in place. She relaxed into my hold and kissed me hungrily. Maybe, this time, she’d understand what her life meant to me even if she couldn’t place value on it for herself. One step at a time. Concern for her safety was overshadowed by relief and the brewing passion between us.

I picked her up and took her to the rug that lay near the fireplace, close enough to feel the heat but far enough away to avoid any danger. Unbroken, our kiss continued making the fire envious of the heat we created. Her hands were on either side of my face holding me to her. My hands were all over her body at once. Feeling, touching, stroking, caressing, pulling, and teasing her until she was a pent up ball of need waiting for release. The cries from her were exhausted and now she panted wanting more than I currently offered her. She lifted her body so that her hips met mine and even through my pants, I could feel the heat of her pussy.

I lifted my mouth from hers and she whined following my movements. “No.”

She froze and lowered her head back to the floor.

“Hands above your head.”

When her hands were in place, she looked at me with a new level of determination. I knew it wouldn’t happen overnight, but this was a start. I kissed over her body starting from her neck down. Each curve needed its own level of intensity to accompany my lips. Her neck, bitten. Swell of her breasts, massaged. Nipples licked, sucked, and pulled. Stomach, trails of my fingers. It made her giggle but then she moaned when I licked down her happy trail to get to the source of her heat. Just before I got to the crease of her good parts, I moved to her thighs. Groaning and gasping ensued. I smiled to myself as she whined for my mouth to grace her pussy. Not yet.

“You smell so fucking good.” I inhaled the heady scent of her arousal, not holding back the moan that resulted. “Fuck.”

My brain was fogged in a drug-like trance. It was hard to think, I could only react. I took off my shirt and the rest of my clothes went quickly behind it. She fidgeted, unable to deny her need for me.

“Please…” She begged.

I sat up on my knees stroking my shaft while admiring the woman laid out before me. “See what you do to me?”

She moved her hands to reach for me and I growled. Queue the whimpering. “Please!”

I spread her legs further apart and moved closer to her dripping sex. The nectar there would barely whet my appetite. I tapped her clit with my cock watching spasms consume her. She lifted her hips trying to entice me, it worked… but I held back. Instead, I got into position and began feasting. I watched as she threw her head back and her stomach dipped as she quivered for more. Her hands fisted the edge of the rug and she moved her hips to the rhythm of my tongue.

“I… ple… oh… gah… mmm… sh… don’… wai… I… oh please!”

I chuckled arrogantly as I sucked her clit hard. Her hands were lost in her hair and I allowed the momentary reprieve. She was close and exactly how I wanted her.

“Pull your nipples for me.” My voice was raspy and rough. I knew from experience that she loved it that way. She’d told me that it was an expression of how much I wanted her. I ached and if that’s what she understood, have at it.

Her hands massaged her breasts until she reached the peaks. She rubbed each between two of her fingers and pulled them away from her body.

“Good, girl.”

Her thighs trembled. And I lapped at her pussy until she was screaming.



She exploded gushing onto my face and hands. I tasted every drop and before she settled I entered her body with mine. She came again and I pulled her closer to my hips before I leaned over her, pinning her hands back above her head. I stared into disoriented eyes I sought my pleasure. Deep, hard strokes met her wet, tight folds.


“Yours!” She cried. “Yours! Oh please!”

I growled loudly as I took her harder. Something primal held a firm grip on my resolve and I submitted to it, dominating her in the process. My grip on her hips and hands tightened. I didn’t care about bruises. In fact, marking her created a buzz that hummed around us. Nothing but sexual lust could be felt and we were in too deep. Buried. Tingling started at the back of my neck and crept down to my lower back. I held it there as I became that much more lost into her.

“My, girl!”

“Yes! Yours! Sir, I’ll do better. I prom… ah! I promise!”

“I know… Fuck!” I came… hard!

Roaring her name and expletives, I collapsed onto her depleted form. Weak and feeble arms wrapped around me. After catching my breath, I moved to her mouth kissing her. She was still shaking and I pulled away to get a good look at her. She was tense and I knew immediately she was still on edge. I smiled.

“Baby, what’s wrong?”



“I… I…”

“Yes, baby… you.”


I chuckled and withdrew from her before replacing my cock with my fingers. She gasped loudly. I sought her sweet spot and wiggled my fingers. She moaned and massaged that spot repeatedly, alternating with thrusts of my fingers. She was so close.

“I’ll get you there, needy girl.”

I kissed the spot behind her ear, lazily running my tongue there. Her grip on my shoulder tightened and she moaned indescribable noises right before she exploded once more.

I rolled to my side pulling her into my arms. Spent, she easily relaxed into my arms. I closed my eyes resting as well.

I awakened to a tray of food being placed at my side. She walked away but when she returned, she carried two wine glasses and a brand new bottle of wine. She sat beside me and kissed me.

“Hello, sexy man.”

I chuckled. “Hello, insatiable woman.”

She blushed. It was one of the sexiest things.

“Shall I feed you, my love?” She murmured.


And well, she did.

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8.25.2016: Bastard, Right? (Part II)

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Bastard, Right?

Well, that’s one way to start my night. I can’t help but wonder what else she wants and standing here checking myself out in the mirror won’t help me figure that out. I’ll admit that she’s fucking enticing but I can’t enjoy her the way that I want. Waiting for that other shoe to drop.

When I walked back out to the bedroom she was laying on the bed fast asleep. Fuck if it didn’t make me harder. Her legs were slightly spread teasing me of what lay between them. I already knew. She was responsive and sensitive. Who couldn’t fucking enjoy that?

I kissed over the cheeks of her ass before biting the juicier and fuller parts. Her moans started low and lazy. I knew she was trying to wake up but her brain fought against that theory. While kissing along her lower back I prepared my dick for entry. I tossed the empty foil that once held the condom that I now wore to the floor. Teasing her wet pussy until she begged with her body was easy.  I made sure to tap her clit with the head of my dick until she squirmed. Over and under. She was juicy, coating my hand with her nectar but it still wasn’t time to fuck. Bastard, remember?


I kissed up her spine and over her shoulders before biting her neck. I held her head in place to keep my targeted spot in position and she trembled. The more that I sucked and used my teeth to scathe her skin the more that she convulsed. I drowned out her cries as I focused on just the taste of her. Sliding along her folds was too easy now that she was soaked. It was all for me and I reveled in it. I was pulled from my thoughts by one word that she seemed to be chanting repeatedly.

“Come… Come… Come…”

“What are you yelling about?” I whispered in her ear.

“Miguel PLEASE!”

I growled. “You can have whatever you want if you keep begging like that.”

I could hear her desperation in every word as she continued to beg. “Please Fuck me!”

Easily, I’d be able to enter her fast and deep. I didn’t want that. I wanted to make her suffer. Slow, easy, and deep. I had all night and that meant so did she.  She gripped the sheets on the bed as I eased inside. The sweetest moan slipped from her lips. Appreciative. Her hips rose and she took all of me inside. I slapped her ass and she purred. I swore it would be the death of me. Something about it made me want to bring out that kitten that wanted to play.


She lay flat on the bed and I sunk in and out of her so easily. Wet. Ready. She tried to grip me to pull me back inside but she was lubricated too well to hold me. I kissed up and over to tease her lips. She arched her head back giving me access to tease her mouth. I kissed her just as slowly as the sex she was getting. I pulled away from her mouth and gripped her hips as I savored her cunt with each thrust.

“Good, good pussy.”

“Mhm…” She moaned.

“Take me.”


She spread her legs wider and I bottomed out inside of her. Every thick inch was within her walls and I flexed my hips but barely moved. I used the tighter grip to masturbate inside of her. As I bucked, she jerked. I couldn’t hold back anymore so I didn’t. I pulled out and flipped her over when I entered her once more. Legs spread wide, I pulled her body into mine as I ground my hips. Spasms rocked her body and I continued to take from her body more than what she knew she could. She threw her head back lost in sensations while screaming for me not to stop. I wasn’t. Shit was good and I planned to get my fill of her. I was on the brink but I had all night.

“What are you doing to me?!” She yelled.

I groaned and grunted. “Keeping my promise. I told you we were just getting started.”


I knew from her whimpering and the sobs that were starting that she’d gotten more than she’d bargained for. That wasn’t my problem and I didn’t sugarcoat it either.

“Next time that you show up to somebody’s room wearing a trench coat and indecencies, make sure that you’re prepared to follow through.”

“I did.”

“No… you didn’t. I’m not finished with you, yet.”

She grabbed the pillow above her head and bit down into it as she screamed. Each time that she came created another layer of sweat and determination from me. I would hold back until she just couldn’t take it anymore. Bastard, remember?

Her body held me firmly, spent. I rocked my hips gradually speeding up the pace until my body took over. I gripped her tightly as I released while inside her and I pumped. Relief took hold in a mind shattering experience that made my muscles tense so tightly that the pain burned into pleasure. Fucking perfect! Needing air and space to breathe, I rolled over onto the bed gulping in as much as I could.

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“You were trying to kill me.” She mumbled hoarsely.

“Yeah.” I chuckled. “I was.”

She mumbled something that I couldn’t decipher and I changed the subject. “Are you ever going to tell me your name?”

“You never asked.” She retorted.

“I am now.”

“Natalie. Everyone calls me Nat.”

“I’ll call you kitten.”

“What? Why?!”

“Because you purr, that’s reason enough.”

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