Professor Riddle's favorite

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He stands up without effort and lifts me up, the wound on his chest doesn't seem to bother him, his large hands under my butt while they apply light pressure as he walks towards my bed. He puts me down on my feet along the bed and lets his eyes roam over my body, after which he slowly opens the buttons of my blouse and slowly slides it over my shoulders, he kneels down and takes off my socks, everything with perfect precision as if he takes the time to take in each newly exposed part of my body. He pulls down my skirt and slowly rises up after which he looks down at me, with some uncertainty I grab his blouse and he backs away while I slowly strip him of his blouse. My hands slide over his stomach to his pants and he slowly relaxes under my touch. I slowly lower myself to my knees, I untie his laces and take off his shoes, after which I slide my hands up his legs and open his pants and help him out of it. He extends his hand and helps me up, after which we look at each other and there seems to be nothing other than the man in front of me at this moment.I take in his body as he did mine, his broad shoulders, not too wide but clearly muscular arms and beautiful torso, his V-line, everything about the man in front of me seems to be perfect. His wound is dripping and drops are falling on the ground. He places my hand on the wound, after which he places his hand on it, completely covering mine, and I feel the wound changing under my hand. He laughs when he sees my reaction and I feel thick pink lines forming that are similar to mine. He bends down and presses his lips against mine, completely taken over by him, in total ecstasy my other hand makes its way over his body while my other hand still rests on his heart covered with the scars that connect us from now on.He releases me from his grip and pulls me closer to him, completely entwined against his cold body while my body is on fire from his lips. Our hands explore each other's bodies as the moon illuminates the room through the twilight, making its contours even more beautiful. His hands slide over my legs, he bends his knees, after which he lifts me up again without any effort and I wrap my legs around his waist, his erection resting against my clit and stomach.He walks to the bed where he lays me down and hangs above me "I am convinced." His hands slide under my back and I rise up a bit so he can remove my bra. My nipples hard from his cold body, completely exposed for him, he hooks his fingers in my thong, which he pulls over my legs in a smooth movement and throws it along the bed.He pulls down his boxers and releases his inhuman length, pushing my legs apart and aligning himself with my entrance. I close my eyes, afraid of the moment I longed for, while his breathing, alternating with mine, enters my ears."Where is your attitude now all of a sudden?" I swallow, my throat dry from tension. "I'm afraid it won't fit."He pushes himself in while he stretches me, my nails dig into his stomach to counteract the pressure I experience.He pushes his hips forward as he stretches me further, tears build up in my eyes and there seems to be no end to his length. He sinks onto his forearms and buries his head in my neck."It fits perfectly." My heart pounds against his chest and my arms wrap around his neck. “Pull up your knees.” I carefully pull my legs up and I feel him slide even deeper inside. Tears find their way down my cheeks but I no longer feel fear just how full I am with the man I want to experience everything from. The man whose head is buried in my neck and I hope he stays there forever.He moves his hips and it's as if all the air leaves my lungs as if my entire body is being taken over by his. The more he moves his hips, the more total surrender takes over me and I slowly relax under him, moans leaving my mouth as the pain gives way to pleasure. I open my eyes slowly and look at the man above me who is perfect in the light of the moon shining through the window. My eyes connected to his that seem to stare deep into my soul, my legs shaking with the rhythm of his hips. My stomach feels like it's going to explode with pleasure and I moan louder, causing him to move his hips even faster. My eyes roll back into my sockets and my entire body is taken over by the feeling of reaching my climax."That's going to be a tough night for you if you're so easy to please." He presses his lips against mine and continues to move his hips, giving me no time to recover. My loud moans muffled by his grin, my hands in his hair as I pull his hair in an attempt to gain some control. “Is that all you have.” I squirm under him in pleasure. He rises and his large hands grab my hips where his fingertips leave prints. Our bodies make sounds with every thrust and my head rolls back on the pillow in total surrender. My boundaries swept away by the man above me, my body still on fire from his touch and exhausted from the orgasm building up again but I want more of him, only more.Wrapping his hands around my neck he applies light pressure more and more until my orgasm explodes and I'm light-headed from the pressure on my neck which only makes my orgasm stronger."I'm not done with you yet." Dizzy and completely out of breath, I look at the man above me who finally gives me time to catch my breath. "I am not a quitter." Panting, the words leave my mouth and the grin on his face tells me that I underestimated him and should have said nothing."I never said you were ." He leans to the side and grabs his belt off the ground. He turns me over onto my knees and pulls my ass into the air. “Open your mouth.” I do as asked and he puts the middle part of the strap in my mouth while holding both ends and pushing his length in at once. He moves his hips hard and my head is pulled back by the strap he is holding, my moans muffled by the leather in my mouth, my throat dry and my vision blurry.In contrast, there is no trace of fatigue in him, he only seems to become more lively the more he sees me writhing under him. When I feel another orgasm coming, I lift my arm back, afraid that my body can't handle it. He continues and my moans turn into screams as the feeling takes over me and I lose total control of my body. He lets the belt slip from his hands and I fall forward onto the pillow, my legs shaking and my hair plastered to my face. "You have five minutes, I need to make sure you never forget that you are mine from now on, so you know that no man can make you feel what I can make you feel."Panting, I follow him with my eyes to the bathroom, the tap sounds and he comes out with a glass of water that he places on the bedside table. "Thank you." I slowly come up and drink like I'm dehydrated. "Just because it's your first time, you still have to get used to it."I look at him, he's not even out of breath. "Did you mean it when you said , night?" He laughs and looks down at me "What do you mean you want longer?"I laugh and put the glass to my lips again. "I can never have enough of you so don't challenge me." I put the glass down and lie on my back on the bed. I can never get enough of him either.