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I was fucking desperate for her, but altogether never able to admit it.
And from the slick need resting between her thighs, she wasn’t far from being exactly the same — quivering to have me with every bone in her body.
‘You like it,’ I barely murmured, preening on having such a decisive effect on her.
She was going to enjoy it even more as two of my fingers slipped within her, totally unbalancing her weight and making her rest upon me.
I was losing control, being drawn into a never-ending circle of need and lust. But there was something more. I wanted to claim supremacy and show her there was no comparing me with anyone else. Ever.
My mouth wasn’t kissing, but biting on her breasts as my hand moved faster and faster, ignoring my pain and working on her core as my fingers would smash on her sensitive flesh over and over again.
The erotic sound made her face run for cover so she could hide her shame.
But I wanted her there with me. In wicked ways, I wanted her embarrassment. There was no such thing as shame. It was just a figment of her imagination, and she eventually managed to understand that.
The sustained effort of pounding my hand inside her was making my breath stumble on every sip of air. I was on the verge of screaming in pain when I felt her move against me, sheepish at start but then with much more intensity, searching for pleasure without restraints.
‘That’s it, fuck my fingers,’ I commanded, filled with dark thoughts.
Hearing me, she wanted to stop, but there wasn’t a chance in hell I would ever allow her to do that. My tongue urged harder over her nipples, drawing the jolts of her ecstasy close to the verge. In a way, she was my prisoner, but controlled by only two of my fingers, curving inside of her. I was drawing her close to the cliff of ecstasy, raising her so high that the sweet moans of her panting breath were igniting a throbbing pulse in my length.
I couldn’t let things go so easily for her. I would be the only one who would get to decide the moment of her release. And I wasn’t done with her yet.
Withdrawing my fingers, I broke the spiral she was slipping into.
‘I can give pleasure. And I can take it away,’ she needed to know that each one of her moans belonged to me.
For a second she froze, making my own lips part from her quivering tips.
She had to sense how it was to be without me. Only then would she acknowledge my true powers.
There was no use in telling her what I wanted next. She understood the message and rushed to slip right out of her panties, then focused her efforts on unbuttoning my shirt. It wasn’t that easy taking it off. The effort of getting off the pillows almost slayed me of all energy.
My distress was quickly noticed, making Bea want to abandon her position. But I caught on to that before she had a chance to escape me. Locking my hand on her wrist, I snatched her until she landed straight on top of my erect limb.
The movement did nothing more than provoke her, getting her palm to brush over the bulge in my pants, while I was getting ready to have her.
As if listening to my unspoken commands, she rushed to unfasten my belt.
Shit, I wanted to be done faster, unable to resist the need to bury myself within her, although my body was refusing to listen. It seemed I didn’t even have enough power to remove my boxers. That made a painful command escape me. ‘You do it,’ I snarled with the risk of sounding needy. But I just couldn’t find the strength to do anything more than lift myself as she was disposing of my pants and underwear.
I managed to rearrange myself on the pillow, catching her by the arm to bring her back to straddle me. ‘I’m pretty sure that it won’t work out with me sitting here and you being a foot away from me,’ I said as I noticed her trying to set back a distance between us.
And I understood her reasons.’Are you sure it can’t wait? I don’t want you to get hurt even more over this.’ She was worrying... for nothing.
‘Are you afraid you’ll have to explain to the doctor that you fucked me to death!?’ That actually sounded pretty good — her fucking me to death. It could have been an interesting way to go.
‘I’m pretty sure that the doctor you have is trained not to ask questions.’
‘And neither should you,’ I muttered. Everyone around me knew not to ask questions.
I didn’t really have a chance to say anything more since I felt her lift herself, just to take my hard member inside her.
Her fucking legs were shaking as she searched for a place on the mattress that could support her. That was only increasing my arousal. That innocent clumsiness as she was fighting to have as much of me as she could.
Each one of her moves was a silent torture and at the same time ecstatic glee. She was discovering her body alongside me, trying to find the place and rhythm that would create her rapturing euphoria.
Her lips breathed that insanely perfect O, leading the moment in a direction I didn’t want. I suddenly got the urge to kiss them and the fucking emotion surged from a place much deeper than what lay beneath my waist.
