Forbidden Love - VegasTay

Chapter 13

I felt my entire body heat up as I felt Vegas' lips on mine. Those soft, sweet lips, tasting just like the wine we had earlier. As I closed my eyes, I felt all my other senses become more sensitive. I could feel everything. Every move Vegas made. Every touch, every part of his body that was on mine. Even though our clothes separated us, having Vegas this close to me felt like fire.

Vegas moved closer as he deepened the kiss. He spread my legs even further apart causing my cock to rub against his torse as he moved closer to me. As Vegas towered over me, my head gently fell back. It was so difficult to hold back my moans.

Vegas pulled away. The cold air to hit my lips signalling my to open my eyes. I was somewhat startled. Looking up at Vegas, I bit my lip, just to see him smirking. I don't think my heart could beat any faster than it was right now.

"You're so needy, Tay," Vegas spoke. "Of all my partners, I have never met someone quite like you. So desperate..." he added as he took a hold of my chin and caressed it.

"Mhm.." I said. I could barely talk. I just needed him on me, in me, near me!

He held onto my waist and pulled me off the table and turned me around so we were both facing the mirror. Vegas ran his hand up my thigh up to my head and wrapped his slender fingers around my neck.

"Look forward," he commanded. "Don't you dare look anywhere else. Just watch yourself. I want you to watch as I fuck you, my pretty little slut" he added.

Vegas moved his hand from my neck and slipped three of his fingers into my mouth. "Suck," he barked. I dared not to disobey.

As I looked up into the mirror, Vegas and I made eye contact. His free hand was around the back of my neck while his other was in my mouth. He raised his eyebrow and smirked.

Mesmerised by his gesture, I was completely taken off-guard when he pushed me forward and removed his fingers from my mouth.

Just the feeling of his fingers on my ass, was enough to cause me to let out a moan.

"I haven't even done anything, Tay, and I got you making pretty sounds already. I am sorry for not realizing how much you needed me earlier," he spoke in a condescending manner.

Vegas slipped a finger in a began moving it slowly.

"More, Vegas, please. I need more," I begged as I gripped tightly onto the edge of the table.

Even though he was supposed to be in control, Vegas still gave in and listened to me. He slipped the remaining two fingers in and sped up, leaving me moaning even louder as I felt myself losing control.

"Just like that, Vegas," I spoke out as I rolled my eyes back.

I was already so sensitive to his touch that before I knew it I felt myself close to finishing. This was the second time that night that Vegas made me feel this good, but I couldn't help it. I was always so weak around him.

Vegas sped up. He moved his fingers faster in me and I am sure he did that in response to my moans becoming louder. This bastard. He knew exactly how to please me.

"Vegas, I am so-" before I could even say anything I released my load onto the table...

But that didn't stop Vegas. Despite my climaxing, he refused to remove his fingers. I looked back up to see Vegas in the mirror; I knew he had no intention of stopping.