TW1
This piece is more like the smutty dessert than the true ‘meat and potatoes’ of erotica. I’m working on a larger piece with characterizations that will be coming out soon.
“Yes, sir,” the words leave my lips like a whispered prayer.
“That’s my good girl.” he growls, and I can feel the heat of his breath on my ear, sending excitement racing through my quickening bloodstream. Almost immediately, the coarse bristle of his beard presses into the nape of my neck and the weight of his body leans me back to pin me between him and the wall.
I try, unsuccessfully, to bite back my moan at the sweet pressure keeping me confined. The wall’s smooth cold saps into my bare shoulders. His wall of insistent heat presses into me. I can feel the strain of his erection through the fabric of his pants pressing at my hip.
I drag my fingertips along his sides, from belt, over ribs, and try to snake my way to the buttons keeping his skin from me.
“My, my, eager are we?” He captures both of my wrists in one swift movement and pins them above my head. His leg slides between mine as I am stretched upwards, and his knee applies delicious pressure to my apex.
Desperately resisting another moan as he starts pushing small circles into my core, I manage another giddy but adamant, “Yes, sir.”
Inches from my face, he pulls at his tie, loosening it, and he’s so close I can smell the satin fabric swaying in front of me before he frees himself from the loop and brings it to bind my wrists together. Smooth fabric in place, his firm grasp guides my bound hands behind my head then moves to my jaw. The rough calluses of his palm pin my skull to the wall, trapping my hands just below.
His lips crash into mine, urgent, needing. Fingers from my jaw drop to my bare neck, and his tongue is pressing into my teeth, demanding entry. I grant it eagerly, pulling him into me, relishing his taste overwhelming my senses.
Goosebumps cover my excited skin. His fingertips trail down my plunged neckline and drift lazily to the bottom of my short, black dress. I feel myself arching into his touch which only makes him go even more agonizingly slow. My flushed skin is so sensitive with pink blush marking my most vulnerable areas.
Suddenly greedy fingers pull up the fabric with the haste and fervor that was missing from their descent. Our lips part, and I gasp as he finds I have obeyed and wear absolutely nothing under the skimpy fabric.
His fingers waste no time in finding my shamefully wet slit and rushing along it, smearing my juices. I can’t help but buck my hips at the touch, my swollen clit aching for stimulation.
“Be quiet, now.” his voice is low and holds a hint of danger. I bite my lip and nod, bracing myself and my desperately empty insides.
One of his muscular thighs pins mine open, my hiked-up dress trapped by my ass on the wall. My pussy is fully exposed for a moment before his hand covers her, thumb riding up the front of my slit as he easily slides two fingers into my hot insides.
I know I’m such a desperate whore, but I can’t help but let my eyes roll back. A breathy gasp escapes me as I feel him pushing and stretching me. My arms strain against their tie. I want to open his pants. I need him inside me, more than just fingers. This pleasure shooting up my spine isn’t nearly enough. I need to feel it in my stomach.
Just as the muscles of my pelvic floor try to constrict around his fingers, he slips them out of me and I whine, desperate, pussy drooling.
I hear the wonderful sound of a belt jingle loose and his hard heat is on me. I feel him guide it to my eager entrance and the warm tip press and pause against me.
“This is what you want, isn’t it?” he laughs as I wiggle myself to try and get even an inch inside myself.
“Yes, sir.”
“How badly do you want it? I want to hear you beg.”
“Please,” the word gasps out of me before I even conceived speech, “please, sir, I need you inside me. I’ll do anything. Please, please, please…ah!” His cock slides suddenly, deeply, fully filling me.
The sudden invasion is even more than I anticipated, and my muscles involuntarily quiver around him as they adjust. He seems to like it, letting out a low growl and thrusting deeper.
His mouth is on mine again, harsh, rough kisses in time to his thrusts inside me. He pulls back so that I can breathe only in small gasps, calling me every name, “Slut.” “Baby.” “Darling.” “Whore.” I can’t help but take it, feeling my building excitement as his hard cock stretches my body to accommodate him.
I wrap my legs around him, pulling him to me as his hands slide to grab my ass. An electric haze of pleasure surrounds me, and every touch threatens to push me over the edge.
Warm waves radiate through me with each thrust, and it gets harder and harder not to cry out with the pleasure coursing through my veins.
The bristles of his beard trail from my face down my neck, and he shamelessly sinks his teeth into the soft skin growling, “Mine.”
It’s as if a spark suddenly appeared in a room set to explode. The pain ignites my delusional haze.
I tumble over the edge. Vision dissolves in bursts of light. I hear my ecstasy spilling past my lips, but I don’t feel the breath leave me. All I can feel is his continued, insistent thrusts into me, keeping my body glowing until all the muscles I feel pushing me into the wall tense. He burrows deep into me, and with a low groan gives in to his own climax.
He holds me, panting, pinned against the wall - now warmed from our bodies. I dare not steal one last kiss.
With practiced ease, I’m lifted off his delicious cock, and my shaking legs return to the ground. My dress is smoothed back down while I squeeze my thighs together to hold his gift inside. He unties my hands and readjusts the satin tie around his own neck.
I run my fingers through my tousled hair and pull it over to cover the hickey I’ve earned like a dirty secret. Both of us now look respectable except for maybe the flush that refuses to leave my cheeks and the glint in his eyes.
“Same time tomorrow?”
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Erotica, nsfw, dominant/submissive, restraint, penetration
Very hot! Thanks for another great story.