Willingly: Her Version

Chapter Eleven

I moved closer to him, stood in front of him. In my mind, I'm asking: why wait? I've waited for too long. He stood still as we stared at each other. It went by quickly. And then, he locked the door behind him. I heard the click. He took a very small step and our bodies touched. I didn't step back. Suddenly, I was pulled into him and he kissed me like a man starved for it. He grabbed me and turned us around. I was pushed against the wall and it made me gasp. It was so sudden, unexpected. I responded to him with as much enthusiasm, if you can call it that.

Kurt ripped my blouse apart and I gasped with surprise. I didn't think he's capable of that. Some parts of my skin sting a bit and my heart thundered against my chest. He's so strong. We both stilled and I noticed his expression. He seemed to look guilty and was about to withdraw. Oh no, you don't. I reached for his nape and I pulled him down for another heated kiss, igniting our desires once more. Kurt trailed kisses on my bare skin, nipping here and there. I let myself go, moaning and calling his name. He touched me intimately. He positioned his leg between mine and held one of mine, tugging it up by his waist. I'm almost sitting on his thigh. I'm on my toes when he tugged me up. I almost lost my balance but he held me. His hand touched my mound before he ripped the skirt away, too. The force had me pushed against his thigh and the pressure pleasured me. I can't help rubbing myself on his thigh and he tensed again. My breathing hitched and I pawed his clothing. I need to feel him skin to skin. I'll worry what to wear when I have to leave later.

My train of thoughts was disrupted when he tugged my panties aside and he ran his fingers on my slit. I stilled, grasping his shirt. I gasped and moaned as he inserted his fingers inside me. I cried out my pleasure, calling his name. He groaned with me, played with me and it barely registered that he was watching my expressions as I climaxed when I turned to look at him. I slumped against him afterwards, but he still continued to touch other parts of my body. I moaned again as my desire heightened. It's not fair that he's still clothed while mine are already unwearable. At least, her brassiere is intact. Kurt removed it properly. Her panties are close to getting ripped, too. She actually looks forward to Kurt ripping it off her hips. The feeling of his force is roughly pleasurable. When I looked at him, he seemed puzzled. By what? I'm not sure. I frowned at him. Our breathing was starting to normalize again. I rubbed myself against him again as I reached out for his pants' button and zipper. I leaned back against the wall as I did it. I felt him stiffen again.

"I want you." I stated plainly as I pushed his pants down. I growled as it didn't budge. I gasped as he stopped me and pushed me hard against the wall. He burrowed his face on my neck. I felt his hot breath against my warm skin. I feel hot.

"Let's get this straight." He stated in a husky voice, and I moaned at the feel of him against my neck.

"If I fuck you, you're mine and mine alone. You're not getting away from me and you'll let me fuck you anytime I want. Understand?" His tone is gruff and demanding.

"Yes." I managed to say while moaning. I feel restless against him. I want him.

"I don't share. You can't go around fucking other men. You're only mine. Got that?"

I felt like he's being possessive with his words, but I don't mind.

I answered with another "yes."

"I'm the only one allowed to touch this body of yours. The only one allowed inside you." And he inserted his fingers inside me again, more than what he did earlier, and I gasped. He pushed in and out, and I whimpered against him.

"Yes." I managed to say. "You're never this talkative. Can I have you inside me now?" I moaned out. As much as I like what his fingers are doing, I want his erection more. I've touched it when I was unzipping his pants. He continued pumping his fingers inside me and I squirmed again.