I saw his arms reaching for the door and closing it, I kept our lips almost glued and he walked towards me making me walk backwards, still not touching me. When I felt the bed sloping against the back of my thighs I lifted my right leg exposing my knee through the slit on the side of his leg and saw his now dark eyes follow my movement ''You should follow the rules, and not break them.'' he said, looking me in the eye again ''And what you gonna do about it?'' I lifted my chin almost touching our lips and he took off his glasses in a quick and brutal movement.
Harry held my waist tightly and threw me on the bed taking off his blazer, I watched his hard member in his pants begging to get out of there, I lost my breath when he leaned over me on the bed holding my wrists over my head. I let out a groan when he kissed me with such urgency and spread my legs with agility positioning himself between them, one of his hands released me and without any warning I felt his full length enter me when he pulled my panties to the side exposing my sensitive and warm skin under the fresh air of the room.
I threw my head back crying in pleasure and pain, he pulled my dress up to my waist and grabbed my wrist again, leaning on them and rolling his hips against mine, I squeezed my legs against the side of his hips feeling his rock hard member penetrating me without mercy, without preparing me to welcome him or even get used to his size, the mixture of pain and pleasure made my eyes fill with tears.
His breath was heavy and he beat hard against my hip, depositing all the frustration he felt, the friction of our sex was so good and painful that I felt I could come at any moment, feeling waves of pleasure rising up my belly with each trust he made against me. I felt his lips on my neck leaving bites and kisses, the control of the situation made him more excited, I opened my mouth holding my moans when he grabbed my bun and pulled my hair back with my head thrown back while he breathed on my cheek and hit hard against me.
His base was beating against my sensitive skin making me let out a loud moan with each beat against my clitoris, my body cried for an orgasm. I pushed his arms getting free of his hands and turned him on the bed, positioning me sitting on his crotch, in a quick movement he lifted my dress and ripped off my panties lifting my hips to position me in place, before I could breathe he raised his hips filling me up again, this time I could see his face losing it all with pleasure by the way I accepted him inside of me without fear of pain, which gave him enough confidence to hold my hips against his while this time he trusted even harder and fast against my butt.
His hand held my neck and I could see on his face that he would not hold his pleasure too long, feeling our heat and his cock wet with my evident arousal, I found the rhythm with him making him grunt in pleasure, I lay on his chest when he held my butt hitting his hips hard against mine. I felt his hand go down to where our bodies were and reached my orgasm at the same time that I felt his fingers rubbing my clitoris in tiny circles, I let out a cry of pleasure and felt his name escape my lips.
As soon as he felt my legs tremble on his side and his cock was tightened inside me, I heard his growl of pleasure as he released all frustration inside me, filling me with his liquid and his pulsating member making me have the last shocks of pleasure.
I kissed him deeply taking advantage of the last sensations that our coproses felt and got up feeling his liquid drip down my thighs, he looked at the mess and by the look in his eyes I knew he wasn't done with me yet. I walked to the bathroom and cleaned up the mess he had left between my legs, when I came back to the bedroom he was already wearing a blazer again and holding my panties in his hands. I walked towards him slowly as he tucked his panties in his pocket and ran my finger over his lip, wiping off the red lipstick off of his lips.
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My King's Man - There is always a first time. (english version)
Fanfiction"It was absolutely nothing. I had no ties. No bittersweet memories. I was leaving nothing behind. Never experienced companionship, never been in love. And in that moment, all I felt was loneliness and regret." But there's always a first time..