I open the door for him allowing him to enter the apartment, my eyes straight on the handcuffs, my brain burning like a smoke train, working on the plan.
How will I arrange it?
"Do you mind if we eat after?" He asks me, taking his coat off and setting the sushi on the coffee table.
"Uh?" I ask him, raising my head and blinking several times.
I was not paying attention; my brain is busy imagining what I will do with him. I'm wasted with images of Andrew attached, naked, and me tantalizing him in several different ways. Everything I would like to do to him. With him.
"The sushi, do you mind if we eat after?"
I stare at him. After? After what?
I suppose he prefers showing me than explaining it to me because in a record time his lips are on mine.
He tastes like fresh mint and beer. Was he drinking before coming here?
I'm not complaining it tastes good. He always does.
He halts my brain functioning when he plugs his tongue inside my mouth.
Damn, I already want him. I move my hand to his hair, brushing his soft strands and pulling it. I feel his soft strands between my fingers, it tickles me.
He groans making me smile through the kiss pushing my body closer to him. Imposing each nerve in my body to be in contact with his. Providing electricity, exchanging our body heat.
His hands are sliding in my back, they are placed on my ass, squeezing it. Grazing it and then squeezing it again, rougher this time. His hands are holding my ass as it belongs to him.
I moan.
He spins me around, moving us in the direction of the couch, I feel his already hard cock against my bun. I can't avoid the smile on my lips.
He presses me against the back of the couch, firstly opening the two buttons of my pants and then forgetting about it and moving his hand on my belly, caressing me.
He lets his finger contour the hem of my pants, before grabbing my waist strongly, fixing me in place, against him, then squeezes my ass again. He lets his hand explore my ass, touching, caressing, squeezing. I feel his firm touch through my pants.
While his other hand massages my breast.
His rough touch compels me to submit. Makes me anticipate for him to dominate me.
Suddenly he bends me against the back of the couch, pulling my pants off and undressing me. Letting me there exposed to him in my black panties.
I'm biting my bottom lip, palpitating, I feel the cold air touching the skin on my butt, raising the hair all over my legs and ass. I tremble, not sure if it was an outcome from the cold or the anticipation of him.
"Damn this ass of yours." He says meanwhile he sucks his breath, he moves his hands up and down on my ass, caressing it, brushing his finger under the side of my underwear, causing me to wonder, no, to plead him to take it off.
Yet no, instead he surprises me by slapping my left asscheek.
I hear the clap sound against my skin. His firm and warm hand right against the part between my ass and the back of my thigh, spreading the heat on my sensitive skin.
A small sharp sensation.
And myself getting wetter after it, I automatically squeeze my legs together.
When I say it surprised me, it was not because he has done it, it is because I like it.
A lot
He chuckles, slapping my right cheek.
I squeeze my legs strongly, sucking my breath.
I literally feel my arousal getting down on me.
"You like it, huh?" he says hitting my ass again.
I'm disoriented, I never thought I would like such a thing, but here I am, hoping he just do it again, slap my ass even stronger. I am pinning my ass for him, asking for it.
Almost bouncing it.
Just expecting the feeling of his hands on me.
Getting disappointed once he hasn't responded as I expected.
"Tell me, Kelsey." He says pretending he will slap me again but caressing my ass instead, then moving his hand on my back, sliding through my spine, making me arch even more until he reaches my hair and pull it.
I close my eyes. Judge me I don't care; I definitely enjoy him dominating me in bed.
Ok, on the sofa as well.
"You know, I really want to fuck you on the sofa of your apartment," he said pulling my hair, obliging me to move closer to him. He is now whispering in my ear, "leaning you on the kitchen counter while I pound you from behind."
Damn, I want it as well.
I rub my ass against his cock, I feel it twitch, making him groan again.
What a desperate bitch he makes me, Brandon could propose the exact same thing and I would be repulsed by it.
"Saturday would be the perfect day for that, don't you agree?", he states, still whispering in my ear, as someone could hear him, but no one is around. His warm breath provokes creeps on me. I'm shivering with the delicious sensation of his breath and the vibration of his voice against my skin.
"Huh?" It is always the same damn thing, he starts touching my body as he does, and my brain halts, everything stops.
I give up by now, it doesn't matter how he does it.
I lose it, every time.
"Everyone is going out Saturday night, we could find an excuse, stay and fuck all over your and Charles apartment, on every surface." I close my eyes picturing it.
"I have told them I will go too," I respond, I'm being tempted by his offer. Just imagining us doing it everywhere.
On every surface he said. I have always wonder how would be doing it in the bathtub or on the kitchen table.
Would he bend me over it? I quiver shutting my legs close again.
I can't let him win, not again.
"Find an excuse, I will make it worth it." He promises me, and I'm sure he will, he always does.
He can have more than thousands of faults, but when it comes to my pleasure, he always provides a masterpiece.
I look away from him, trying to breathe, trying to think, when something shines into my eye again.
The handcuffs. Saturday. No one else.
Perfect timing for revenge.
"Ok," I answer smirking with my thoughts.
He turns me around to look me in the eye, not believing in my response.
He analyses me, I bet he thought he would have to do more than that to convince me.
I can't let him know though; I can't let him acknowledge I have something else planned. He is not a fool.
"Really?" He asks for confirmation, and I know how bad I am at hiding things, I hope he confuses my smirk with a lust smile.
I move closer to his ear, trying to hide the smirk that doesn't leave my face, nibbling it before whispering again, "Yes".
He picks me up, placing my legs around his waist and directing us to the room. He pauses his movement for a moment catching something and then continuing his way to my room.
Andrew enters my room scanning it, looking for whatever he is looking for.
He pulls me on the bed, lying me down and attacking my lips. His soft lips are not tender today, no, they are eating me alive, they are not sweet, they are devouring and sucking each part of my tongue and lips.
They are showing hunger and lust only, and I like it.
I like feeling his desire for me, I like feeling him getting hard against me, I love feeling his hands all over my body as they don't know where to touch because they want to touch every part of me at the same time.
I savor it. I crave it.
It awakens the same in me. Lust, hunger for him.
I can spend all the stress he has put me through on it, spend my anger on it, reciprocating his.
He got me already completely turn on, his hands are firm against me, as his lips, they are not gentle.
He is not caring about being gentle, tonight he is set on one and only one thing: fuck. And if I could guess, it will be a hard one.
And geez I'm aroused with this idea.
I'm sick of the lovemaking I got all my life. I'm sick of being called a princess or angel while all I wanted was to be desired, to feel sexy, to feel like a woman, and not an innocent girl.
Andrew makes me feel that. Each time he is nibbling my lips with his teeth, each time he is rubbing his hard-on against my clit. Each time he strongly squeezes my ass in his hands.
Just the way he stares at me, undressing me with his eager eyes, presents me feeling like the sexiest woman in the world.
I keep squirming on the bed under him, he is being so intense, the atmosphere is so dense, sexual, feral. He is dominating everything, and my body can sense it, my nipples couldn't get harder, my panties couldn't get wetter.
I mirror his behavior, showing my hunger for him, pulling strongly his hair, biting his lips, embracing him with my legs on his waist strongly, pushing his dick against my lower parts.
I need friction.
I let my hand run all over his body, every place I can reach.
Suddenly he rips my shirt off.
And I should be angry, I should be mad, but I'm aroused.
I loved that shirt.
But he doesn't give me time to complain about it, while his tongue is assaulting my mouth his hand is opening my bra and throwing it on the floor.
I presume I should just be happy he didn't tear it apart too.
He is so different from last week, as it is a beast inside him and he is letting out, and all I could think about is how hard this beast will fuck me, instead of being afraid, or even reminding me I'm still mad with him.
I taste iron in a moment and I honestly don't know whose blood is, I don't even care. He may suck all my blood if he is pleased.
He is not giving me time to focus on something else when his mouth lands on my left breast. He sucks my nipple for dear life, while he pinches the right one.
A wave of pleasure runs through my body mixed and intensified by an electrical sparkle of discomfort when he bites slightly my nipple.
Geez, is it possible I got even more turned on?
He brings my hands above my head and I hear a click. I tried to move them, shaking them, pulling them, but all I get is the feel of cold metal against my skin. I turn my face up and see he has attached me to the bed with the handcuffs.
Of course, he did.
At this moment, in the panting mess I am, I realized I'm at his mercy, again. I recognized the mixt of feelings inside me.
Fear. Lust. Desire. Anger. Hunger. Curiosity.
What he is going to do with me?
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