𝓑𝓲𝓷𝓭 S. Aizawa

Chapter 116 | Solid NSFW

"Holy shit." I breathed out, feeling his breath on me shake as he laughed.

My face went red but I was sincerely worried, "Aizawa, I don't think it's going to fit." I gaped.

"You can take it, I promise." He said, kissing my neck and sucking.

"You're crazy." I said, closing my eyes at the feeling of his lips on me.

He pulled me to him and slid one hand down my back and the other behind my neck. He slowly laid me down on the desk letting us remain eye contact, our eyes playing with fire and dancing a promising dance. My disheveled hair was pooling around my head on the desk while most of his hair was still intact. He rose back up giving my lips a quick, strained glance.

"I'm usually one for foreplay but you're making me impatient." He said, I lifted my head and watched him stare down at my bare body as he slid his hand down my stomach. His facial expressions only making me more horny as he watched his own hand make its way down to my clit. I shivered at his rough hand, it tickling slightly, light as a feather.

He slid his finger along the outside of it and groaned as he could feel me quiver at his touch. I watched through lidded eyes.

"I want to be inside you, bad." He said, barely touching me.

"Please." I begged, slamming my head back onto the desk and staring at the ceiling in anguish.

"Please what?" He asked, I could hear the smile in his voice as his hand caressed me teasingly.

"Please." Was all I said, unable to manage any other words at the feeling of his hand.

He hovered over me and slid his fingers along his bite mark pressing into it slightly, surprising me. I gasped, pain spiking instantly, the soreness still rearing its head at me. His hair is just slightly reaching me and caressing my face, featherlight. His eyes strained as if he were somehow in pain, perhaps pain at his restraint. Damn it he's beautiful, as if he were sculpted by Greek gods, and it's unfair.

"Use your words sweetheart." He pushed, sternly. "Help me understand."

Shit.

I can't stop repeating it, I'm blank and it's the only thing I can think of, "Ple-" I scream as he bites into the mark he had left only days ago.

"What do you fucking want?" He says, slamming his hand onto the table, right by my ear. I jump and close my eyes.

"You." I sigh. "Please."

"Spell it out for me, baby." He says, pressing his chest to mine, his dick so close to my pussy I want to scream in frustration. "Come on."

"I just want you inside me right now, please." I breathe out. "Please."

"Fuck." He says, just before he hovers over me. "You're going to be pummeled, I'm not going gentle for you."

"Don't." I say, squeezing my eyes shut, feeling like I could punch through a wall with this adrenaline rush.

He presses his fingers a bit harder on the bite and whispers into my ear, "You're mine for tonight, brat." I come undone on the spot, biting down on my lip so hard I taste a little blood,

I'm drenched, holy shit.

He freed the throbbing bite and started to trail down my body, his lips dragging between my tits as his hand roughly squeezed one. He quickly let his hand fall to my stomach where he started to trace, his fingers caressing, stroking. Every time he touched me it startled my core and I couldn't squeeze my eyes any tighter.

He pushed his finger down and I felt like I was about to fucking die.

He grabbed one of my hands and pressed it onto my stomach.

I opened my eyes and stared down at him, just barely lifting my head.

He saw the confusion in my face so he elaborated, "You're going to feel with your hand how deep I go." I gaped and my eyes went wide.

My hand was at-least half an inch above my belly button.

"Holy shit." I breathed, slamming my heavy head back on the table, getting nervous.

I wanted to tell him I couldn't take that big but I wanted this too bad to care, and even I don't know my own limits.

He kissed my stomach and softly licked it with the tip of his tongue and then let that tongue trail all the way down my body. I was panting like a dog and tensing up.

"You know, maybe I could go for some foreplay right now." He whispered onto my skin, emphasizing the 'could' and stopping his tongue before it reached my clit.

I groaned in anguish.

His finger tips touched just the outside, not going any farther than that. "You're drenched."

"Aizawa, please." I begged, sounding so desperate it was pathetic.

"Please?" He tutted, waiting, I could feel his breath on my clit.

"Use your dick not your mouth, please." I put the back of my hand over my eye lids.

"All you had to say." He said, grabbing the back of my knees and throwing both of my legs over each of his shoulders.

This was so much all at once, it was electricity flying through me shocking him as well. I could see the fucking sky, I could touch it.

He grabbed my hips and pulled me to him. I sucked in a breath, my skin pebbling under his touch.

"I want you to watch me." He ordered. "Don't move your hand and just remember,"

I lifted my head, straining it to listen and watch him.

"you can take this sweetheart."

I closed my eyes, all this talk has literally made me come like 5 times already.

I listened to him and sat up partly, making myself comfortable by leaning up on my free hand.