"no...." My words are struck as he slides his thumb into mouth. I feel hot like my whole body is in fire, hearing his deep whispers "what did I say about that word, zolotse? Now.suck." the tears leak and so does my arousal. I am wet Just from looking at the desire in his eyes. I close my lips around his thumb and suck him.
I have no experience sexually, I purely follow my instinct and twirl my tongue around his thumb as I slowly close my eyes, a tight tug of my hair causes them to open and it is held captive by his onyx ones. "Eyes on me, zolotse" his other hand leaves my hair and lazily travels down the length of my spine.
My breaths turn heavier as it reaches the end of the spine and he drags them to the side of my hips, to my stomach as it slowly creeps up. I feel my arousal coating my thighs and the ache Between them growing, I look at his reflection seeing how carefully he is watching my every breath leave my nose and every dips of my chest while breathing, his hands reach the underside of my bood and I shiver. I halt the movements of my tongue.
He leans more closer that I can feel his hard erection pressed on my ass cheeks and that doesn't help with the increasing ache between my legs. His mouth finds my ear lobe and he nibbles before whispering "suck, zolotse" I moan at his voice, the endearment, the nibbles. And I start sucking his thumb again.
His hands find my boob and he squeezes it before his other thumb and forefinger finds my pebbled nipples, he tugs on it and pinches them making me arch my back and moan more. I can't even bite my lip to stop the carnal noises escaping . He keeps pinching and tugging on my nipple, and I keep sucking on his thumb. He removes his thumb, only to replace it with his forefinger and I repeat the process, coating his forefinger with my tongue.
And then he repeats it with the middle finger and the next one which he releases from my mouth in a 'pop' sound. My head is dizzy and my whole body feels so heavy. As I'm about to protest. He trails his wet fingers down my body, my neck, my cleavage down my navel, further down coating it with the flame of sin, while his legs spread me wide, I open my mouth but the thing that leaves my lips is just a whimper.
The scene unfolding in front of me, with one of his fingers teasing and taunting my hard nipple, the other slowly inching down my spread legs, my tears that i first shed for humiliation has turned to that of pleasure, my arousal soaking the leather of the chair. And his eyes that are solely focused on me is just pure madness. The undeniable evidence of his lust pressing to my ass cheeks. It all feels so erotic I can't help but moan harder.
His finger finally finds my other lips. And my eyes widen and my breath stops. I stare with glazed eyes at his devilish ones through the mirror, exposing raw power and desire. Desire for me.
His fingers leisurely draw circles on my feminine folds making me whimper. "You're so wet for me, zolotse. Could it be that you get off on indignity?" I shake my head, but he continues "your cunt begs to differ, she's soaking wet, zolotse" his words just make it impossible for me to have any self control.
His fingers spread my lips open and he slowly starts rubbing my clit, I moan louder. But quickly bring the back of my palm to my lips to stop myself from making any sounds. But as soon as my hand finds my lips his hand slaps my other ones and I yelp.
"Hands off ". He says and continues to torturously rub my clit. While the other keeps pinching my nipple. Just when I feel like I'm about to near, he moves his fingers closer to my opening. I don't even have time to think before he pushes his middle finger inside.
It's just his finger but I can feel it burning inside my core. Once it is knuckles deep in. He growls low in his chest and says "fuck, malyshka, you're tight."And he adds another digit inside me. He dips his fore finger inside, stretching me as I arch my back fully on his side. And my lips part on their own accord and I close my eyes .
He starts to slowly slide his fingers in and out, in a lazy rhythm, while his other hand keeps tormenting my nipple. He presses the base of his palm to my clit as it throbs and starts increasing the pace of his fingers.
It is too much. Everything feels too much as I chase the high, as I edge closer he asks "has anyone ever made you cum, zolotse? Has anyone touched you? ever put his fingers inside you?". When i don't answer he pinches my nipple too hard the pleasure and the pain makes it hard for me to think straight. I don't seem to think as I scream "no."
And then he dips his head lower and finds the spot on the crook of my neck, where my shoulders meet my neck and bites down hard, as if he is stalking his claim, he draws his tongue out to lick and suck at the bruised spot. And that's all it takes for me to shatter around his fingers into a million pieces, I scream as I ride my orgasm, stars form behind my closed eyelids as my hand clutches his thighs hard sinking my nails into it for support.
Just when I come down from the climax, his hands work even faster making me chase it again as my whole body shivers and shakes. but his fingers don't cease. He keeps milking my pussy and dragging another orgasm.
This is too much, too much to take, my mind starts going dizzy, I have no energy in my body, it feels like a jell o from the stress and lack of food today. but the assault of his fingers and tongue doesn't stop. I feel like I'm floating, as unconsciousness starts to take hold of me I hear a scream probably mine from riding another orgasm and pass out into his arms.
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Romance[This story contains mature content (+18)] He is the demon to her hell that she needs to escape. Captor of her cage, that she wants to break free. She is the blood in his veins that he wants to bleed. The obsession of his desires that he lives to ru...
