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I put on these clothes to go directly against what he asked of me, and now he’s using them to keep me at his mercy. Should I tell him he’s only encouraging me to do something like this again?
Probably not.
The helplessness is setting in and when he swats my right cheek, hard and fast, it cements. I let out a whimpering moan “Yes.”
“I don’t think so,” he drawls. “You’re enjoying it too much.”
I don’t hold back the pout. He realized all on his own after all.
I hear him open the lube and hold my breath as I wait for him to touch me. I don’t know what I was expecting, but it wasn’t sudden, sharp fullness.
He’s prepping me, and being thorough, but that doesn’t mean he has the same patience as before. He thrusts what I imagine must be two or three fingers into me. “Fuck yes, more please, please. More.”
Instead of giving me what I want, he takes out his fingers so suddenly I cry out in protest.
“No, please don’t—” he cuts off my next plea by ramming even more fingers inside me.
“Don’t worry, Tris. You’ll get what you need in a minute.” He caresses my warm cheek.
All I can do is moan and rub my face against the soft duvet beneath me. I try moving my hips to offer some relief to my aching cock, but he pins me down with a hand on my back as soon as he realizes what I’m doing.
“No,” is all he says at first in that dark, sexy fucking voice. “You don’t get to come until I’m well and ready for you to come. Maybe you won’t at all.”
“What?” I cry in protest. Harrison doesn’t strike me as the type to make empty threats, so his warning worries me.
“That’s right, you didn’t think about what I asked, what I warned you about when you came down to my office, so now, I’m thinking I shouldn’t worry about your pleasure.” The pressure on my back gets stronger even though I’m not moving anymore. “Besides,” I feel Harrison’s breath right on my cheek and I can barely see him out of the corner of my eyes, “you love this don’t you, baby?” He kisses my cheek sweetly, a total contrast to the way his fingers are taking me. “You want me to use you however I like. You want to feel like you can control nothing. So let’s do this. If you can come untouched, you can do it any time you want, but I won’t touch your pretty dick, and neither will you. Understood?”
“Yes,” I whine, fucking loving this even though I know I can’t come untouched.
“Good.” He gives me another sweet kiss, then he straightens until I can no longer see him. Once more, he knocks the breath out of me when he abruptly leaves me empty, but the next second I feel the head of his cock nudging me, and I take a deep breath to prepare, but it’s not enough. Not at all, when the force of his thrust sends me up the mattress. The edge digs on my thighs, and my feet are no longer on the ground.
With my legs still pressed tightly together, my cock trapped against the mattress and no way of gaining any leverage, I’m totally, completely at his mercy.
Ecstasy, that’s what it is.
The mattress dips on either side of me when he straddles my legs, and then with a growl, he takes.
All he wants, all I’m willing to give.
He pulls my hips up as he thrusts into me, moving me like a rag doll.
“Love this hole,” he mutters as if talking to himself. “So fucking good.” Pleasure surrounds me.I’m the one who’s giving him what he needs.
“Yours,” I slur the word, drunk on this feeling. “All yours.”
He takes me hard and takes his time, not breaking his rhythm once, he keeps going for what feels like forever, but it also seems too soon when his movements falter the tiniest bit and I hear him groan out his release.
And as he keeps lazily thrusting, running his hands up my arms, down my back, to my ass, I don’t even think of my own orgasm, because I don’t need it.
What I need is for Harrison to tell me it was perfect, that I was good.
Instead, I feel him slip out of me, and then he flips me around. He’s still wearing the t-shirt and sweatpants he put on when we woke up, but at least he didn’t tuck himself back in, so I can leer over the picture he makes. Breathing hard, face flushed and with a sheen of sweat, a satisfied smile on his perfect lips.
Yeah, no matter how hard my dick is throbbing, seeing Harrison like this is more than enough, knowing he does because ofme.
“Are your hands hurting, baby?” he asks with so much tenderness it has tears wanting to fill my eyes. I don’t let them, though. This is not the kind of situation where I can ask Harrison to make me really his, to keep me forever.
“No,” I answer honestly.
