To Mub who requested for this piece. Cheers to you, my dear.
As the door closes and the eyes had reached their boundaries, I can feel the tension and intimacy building between us. Gazing upon his broadly build complexity, my heart can't help but palpitate. It's that delicious feeling of anxiety that builds within me.
Silently, I felt the hypocracy building in my system. Oh, I never thought of these things yet now I deliciously crave for them. I wanted to see this man, to be with this man, to feel this man. I wanted his company even for a stolen moment in time. I wanted to meet him and there he was a few steps away from me; fixing his belongings.
I wished it never happened yet it was too late. He got so close and before everything got so deep, I forcefully told him to stop yet before I can utter another word, his lips were on mine and with his low sexy voice, he greedly said we can't.
With flaming bodies and fleeting breathes, he made me scream at the top of my lungs as he hit my bottom hard with his hands; pulling my hair abruptly, whispering in my ears ...
"You're my whore."
I couldn't disagree. I gave out a whimper and a yes. Deep in myself I'm no whore but for this man, I can be so much more.
From behind, I took him in; crying in whimpers. I grasped the bedsheet as I feel him reach my depths; making me lose my mind. He pounded without control again and again. His claims of territoriality made my chaotic emotions worse as he painfully mark my back with his bites; leaving the flesh in shades of violet and green.
We lost ourselves completely in that lustful night. Our moans echoed in perfect harmony as he continue to violate me and leave no surface untouched. For once in my life, I wanted to get stained with dirt of a man and so I enjoyed.
Both nearing climax, I can feel him twitch inside. I asked him for more; to go faster and to go harder. Hearing his moans, made me tighter and ecstatic. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him down; kissing him deeply, intertwining our tongues in slow agonizing torture.
He grunted over hushed voices, "Baby, I'm near."
I kissed him greedly, making him feel my greed. And as I feel him withdraw, I wrapped my legs over his waist, looking at him intently, saying these words...
"Let it out inside. Please..."
He cursed and grunted, kissing me so deeply in need; my lips bleeding at his bites. As we reached our climax, I could feel myself convulsing in his arms while he shoot his hot seed within me. Hearing his moan as he reached his end is the most powerful sound of all..