I rushed into the house, my heart beating so fast. The lights flash even more when Wren walks into the house. I could not hear him but I knew he was already in the house and giving me as much time to run which was just pointless. It felt like I was being chased by a predator and yet it felt exciting. It felt really good.
I ran up the stairs and let out a loud sound when I felt Wren suddenly behind me, his arm around my waist. He lifted me up and pulled me over to the room. He doesn't bother locking the door, he leaves it wide open as he continues to stare right at me.
"It isn't a good idea to test me just like you have, Bailey." Wren said, talking a step forward. I took one backward and the cycle continues that way until my legs brush the bed. There was this glint in his eyes and he was smirking at me. Like he knew all the different things he wanted to do with me tonight. Maybe I overdid it. There were different ways to tempt him into giving him and sleeping with me but I had to choose the anger route. What the fuck was I thinking?
"Since you like to dance and move your body like the little minx you are. You're going to give me a little show." Wren said and I blinked at him. I definitely didn't hear wrong, my hearing aid was in the highest volume so I could hear everything.
Wren moves his finger and I take a step forward.
"Take off your clothes, slowly. If you want me to fuck you like you need, give me a show, Bailey." He said and I gulped. He hasn't called my name this much since we started dating. The first things to come off were my shoes and with my waist moving in a little whine, body moving slightly, I took off my sheer top and then my pants until I was standing there in black net briefs with open sides.
Wren took a step forward but I stayed, looking at him right in the eyes, hands behind my back. Wren stops in front of me and raises a hand to my throat. He wraps his fingers around it, pulling me forward and pressing his lips to mine in a biting, wet and dirty kiss. He doesn't touch any other part of me and just kisses me, literally leaving me breathless. We pulled apart, a tiny stretch of spit connecting us together.
I turned away from his gaze and climbed on the bed, my ass up in the air and right in front of his face, giving him a full view of me. I laid on my back, head propped up on a pillow. Wren licked his lips as he watched me. He does not move for a bit until finally, he begins to unbutton his shirt, letting it fall to the ground. I watched him pull down his pants, then his boxer until he was standing there. Naked, big and strong. I watched him take sure strides to the bedside drawers, pulling out lube and a row of condoms.
He notices me staring at it and he grins.
"One isn't going to be enough for what I want to do to you tonight, baby." he said and my entire being shook, especially at the emphasis on the pet name. It was the first time he had called me that and he had said it in such a filthy way.
Wren crawled up the bed, hand slipping up my thighs as he got closer. Pressing kisses up my stomach, my chest, collar bone, my jaw and then finally he kisses me again. I wrapped my arms around him, fingers pushing into the air as we kissed, arching up and pressing my body more into his. The air in the room was already hot and warm, filled with our need and the promise of what to come.
Wren takes his time kissing me, dipping his tongue into my mouth, licking and tangling with mine. I let out a loud whine when he pinches me and then digs his nails in the same spot. It was a very good, ridiculously good mix of pleasure and pain.
Wren pulls back abruptly, scratching the tips of his nails down my skin, fingers digging into the sides of my underwear and sliding it down. He tosses the light fabric behind him while he scoots down the bed just a little and then presses a kiss to my knee, trailing up my thigh with kisses, nipping, kissing, licking, biting and leaving his marks on my skin.it felt so good, it made me so hard. He does the same on the other thigh, and litters my chest and stomach with little marks until I was being manhandled and turned around. He arranges me how he wanted me. With my head pressed down onto the bed, my waist dipped just a bit and my ass pushed out. I felt the warmth and press of his weight against my back, felt his tongue burn on my skin, teeth digging in and pulling.
