Rischio (BWWM)

7.Trapped in indecency

Shiť.

I pull a tight smile to my face and turn to him.

"Mr. Clooney." I say standing still on the front steps of my porch. He smirks at up at me from the end of my driveway. Each nerve standing on end, I force my body not to tense. Taking his time He locked his door and made his way towards me. He looks like food for a starving man, drool worthy. As he approached me he took the step right below me, slightly placing him so I was looking down but it was clear who had the upper hand.

"Well aren't you going to invite me in?" He asks glancing at the closed door behind me. Narrowing my eyes I scuffed. He didn't even look fazed underneath my intense gaze.

"Why, when you have shown up uninvited." I say folding my arms under my chest, unintentionally pushing them up. His eyes quickly slip down to view the new scene and then slowly slide back up to my eyes. Irritated I frown dropping my arms, feeling too exposed and vulnerable. He leans forward on the balls of his feet and whisper please.

"Fine, Come in Sir." I say pursing my lips, standing on the porch was not going to get him to leave. A smooth smirk covers his lips and he gestures towards the door.

"With pleasure after you." He says amusement dancing in his eyes. Turning on my heels I open the door and let his in. Closing it, I make my way around him towards the living room. Before getting there, I feel a tug on my dress hard enough to stop me in my tracks. Stopping abruptly I'm caged in his tight embrace.

My breath hitches in my throat and I beg myself not to just sink into him. I need to pull away from him but the warmth pulls me into him, forcing me to want this for a while.

"You're so sexy when you're pissed." He hums against the base of my neck his hands wrapped around my midsection, hands pressed flat against me. His breath fans across my neck and heightens my sensitive. I shiver against him as a chuckle vibrates through him and me. Forcing his arms from around me, I walk off to the living room. Way to piss me all the way off.

"Oh hey Dan, by the way me and Elle are going to our training." Ethan said walking across the hall, get barely glancing over his shoulder. Sitting in the couch, I nodded but my eyes didn't move from Daniel. I didn't trust his intentions today.

"Well I have some news for you." He said after hearing the twins stomp down the stairs.

"Of course you do."I snap before I could watch myself. The front door slams indicating the twins had gone on their run, leaving me and Daniel in the house. The air had gone from light and payful to dark and angry. He raises an eyebrow at my tone, not happy with it. Walking over he towers me.

"I would watch that mouth of yours darling. I didn't come to straighten you out." He says with power threating to consume him. But something else lingers in his eyes.

"Oh look at you, using that authoritative power over a woman. Are you proud of that Mr. Cloo- omf" suddenly I was under him, the tingles on my skin and sin sinking deep within me. So close, the smell of his cologne leering me off the deep in. My heart thumbed loudly, it was ringing in my ears. Heat flooded my body inside out.

"Sweetheart do I need to remind you that the way I use my authority over you isn't some harsh force, no it's the sweet pain of pleasure. Desire sits deep within you and I can feel it call and burn for me. Right this way." His hand travels from its grip on my knee and slowly makes its way up. Hitching my dress up he cups me lightly, a teasing move. His fingers fondle around before squeezing the tip of my clit.

Gasping for air, I feel him release me and the blood rushes to the stiff nub with a vengeance. In one move I lay sprawled across his chest and shivering. Pulling my hair, yanking my head back, his breath fans across my neck. My eyes can't focus on anything in the room and it's seems as if my breathing it too loud. His smooth lips make their way across my throat, bathing the skin in tongue and teeth. A strained moan rips from my chest as he bits gently on my neck igniting pain and kissing it lightly with his tongue pulling forth pleasure.

My brain won't put words together as I draw a blank. My heart pounds and I open my eyes to see the wall. Gripping his hair, I pull his face into view, no doubt the look of sex was all over my face. His eyes are heavy, sucking the air from my lungs. Fire is burning in them and I can feel his harden member pressing into my leg. My eyes widen a bit as I lean in closer to him. His lips capture mine in tangle of passion and lust. He was everywhere, touching every piece of skin available to him.

The heat continues to burn throughout me and awakening my every sense. Shifting my weight, I get a loud groan from him as he breaks the kiss. The twitching against my thigh let's me know you just threw gas on the fire. Gripping my waist he stills for a calming moment. Flipping us again, I am stuck under him and there's thunder in his eyes.

The darkening gaze shows me there's a loss of control some where and his hands grip my thighs. Heat spikes it's way up my legs, tingling in the hottest places. My dress rising  and my legs are wrapped on each side his waist. His hands push my legs farther apart and his his grind against me. The fabric of my panties, embarrassingly soaked.
Oh Lord please...

His groans vibrate through me and the sounds of my pleasure spill from me. He grinds against me as pleasure courses through my veins. My hips rock with is in a quick and rush pattern. With each thrust my body feels as if it's going to burst.

Then the phone begins to ring and it's like ice water to me. My hands shoot try and stop his next thrust but the palm my hand cups against his strain erection. Groaning he grabs my hand holding it there.

The phone rings again but it is drowned out by the look in his eyes. Putting his hand over mine he gently pushes down again in the motion of rubbing. He moans, bitting his lip.  The fire swallows every tip of my body.

Pulling his hand away him lowers him head to my shoulder. Placing a gently kiss there he suddenly stands. He doesn't even try to fix himself.

"Are you going fix that," I say almost silently pointing at his pants. Glancing down he grinds his jaw as he pushes himself to the side. "Blue balls." I say without thinking.

"Yes indeed, it seem I do." He says his voice gruff from the series of events. Shifting awkwardly I glance away from him. My clit is throbbing and he is just standing there. Stealing a glance at him his tongue darts across his lips.

"Well I must go."

"Yeah."  Sure you do...

"Goodbye Ms. Ivory."

"Bye" asshole I whisper back.

God forgive me!

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Yep that's it for now. Sorry it took so long. It's kinda a filler/badass sexaul scene. Okay later.

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