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His cock is hard-pressed against my ass and I wish he’d just tear through the seam of my dress and take me right here.

“Do you feel it baby?” he whispers harshly into my ear.

“Yes,” I pant, still up against the wall.

His cock is hard against my ass and it’s igniting all kinds of deep-rooted fantasies and feelings within me.

Fuck, I need his cock.

After cupping and massaging my breasts, Matt pulls my straps down to my dress. My breasts pop out as my dress falls to my torso.

I can tell he wants to taste them.

He spins me around and sucks my tits like it’s his deepest craving. I moan and sigh, unable to keep up with the building rush of emotions.

He traces my areolas and gently flicks up at my nipples. Before I know it, he’s pinching and biting them.

It’s gentle at first, but becomes much more pressured and an entirely different sensation takes over. I moan and fall forward slightly, unexpectedly, as my knees become weak.

Matt smirks at me. I ease my head back and smile at him playfully. He brings me against the bed and bends me over as he searches the room for something in particular. I’m not sure what, but he’s definitely on a mission.

“Hm,” he admits. I hear him slide his belt from the loops of his pants. “This will do,” he says, snapping the leather against itself.

He places it down next to me, and brings his arms around my waist, embracing me to reassure me. I lean into the bed and stare at the belt. I feel scared of what he might do, but oddly excited. Fears mixes with adrenaline and I’m not sure what it is I desire anymore.

He sensually grasps my breasts again before taking the belt and running it along my bare-skinned back. The feeling of the leather is intimidating, but thrilling.

I think I love it.I fucking love it.

I can take whatever he has. Instinctively, I know he won’t he push me too far...right?

I’m ready for more, even. I feel drunk on the endorphins now coursing through my body. Matt gives a gentle slap of the leather against my ass. I writhe in pleasure. I’m so fucking wet and I need him to do that again, but this time to my bare ass.

He takes a step back from me. He sees me squirming ­and shifting my hips around and picks up on my incredible arousal. I peer back and can see his darkened eyes on me. Again, I turn away, unable to meet him in the eyes. His cock is rock hard and throbbing for me against his pants.

I want it.

He moves towards me and whispers in my ear, with warm breath rolling onto my bare neck, “You’re mine tonight.”

I’m so worked up that I don’t even know what to say or do to respond. I can just feel my pussy lips aching and my clit throbbing without even having been touched. Everything is heightened.

Matt wraps his arms around my narrow waist and lifts me up. He holds me in his arms for a moment and just looks at me, intently, and with lust.

He places me down on the soft duvet and I grip the bedding, trying to find a hold on something to bring me back down to earth.

A small part of me wants him to slap that belt against me and show me his true kinky side, but it’s too soon to know that’s not already in his cards.

He brings his hands between my closed legs, running his fingers just inside my inner thighs and grazing right above my clit. I roll my eyes, unable to control my ache and needing some way to express it. Matt’s teasing is too much, but just enough all at once.

I can’t get enough of him.

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