Love Lust & Lies

chapter 1

Disoriented.

Why am I always disoriented when he's deep inside of me. One rough thrust after another and he won't let my body rest. Begging was pointless when he was like this, once he decided he wanted me, there was no going back.

My core throbs at the slight twinge of pain from the pressure and as much as I try to resist, I can't help but to submit- or rather, I want to.

Teasing this pleasurable pain coursing through my body, he plays with my most sensitive spot. Rubbing his tip across my clit with the lightest of touches, erases the last bit of sense I can manage.

I want to cum.
I need him to make me scream his name.

I silently beg him to release my pussy from this pleasurable torture, but he doesn't, and I know he won't.

He knows he owns me in these moments. Gently caressing my ass then delivering a thunderous slap to my cheek was like a lie. He marked me with a sting that trailed up my spine and made my tender bud vibrate nearly forcing my climax.

His calloused touch was gentle, and I reveled in the sensation of his fingertips tracing the contours of my body. He barely grazed my skin, leaving a tantalizing trail of near touches that crashed like waves of pleasure when he finally reached my most sensitive spots.

I could feel him making his way to my wetness, but before he played in the pool he created; his hands firmly grabbed my waist, and then, barely above a whisper but with a commanding growl, he said, "Flip over."

As I comply my gaze drifts to his glistening chest, a sight that heats me to my core. Every curve on his beautiful body is a node to perfection. My hands, now my worst enemy, are drawn to the chiseled crevices of his abs. Playing with every cavern, they seamlessly guide me to his sex lines rested between my thighs.

The subtle twitch to his lust told me, it begged me, to come and taste it. It was my favorite part of foreplay with him. I loved when my tongue got to dance with his dick in a tango that I controlled.

As his muscular frame presses on my chest, rendering me breathless, his fingers delicately play with my areola. A hard pinch to my nipples, sends shock waves throughout my body as all my senses fire at once creating a euphoria that I've only dreamed of.

Aligning my lips to his desire, I offer him my tongue, when he says with a seductive grin, "open up baby." Engulfing his sweet soft lust, I enveloped him as he swirled his tip of my tongue. Stroking in and out, I struggled to gasp for air, but I craved it. I loved when he looked down at me with those dark needy doe eyes as he fucked my mouth into submission.

Tangling his fingers in my ponytail he cupped my head to give himself leverage as he continued fucking my tongue. The veins trailing from his wrist to his bicep were dangerously sexy, as I watched them pulsate with every stroke down my throat.

Gently gliding the tip of his lust across my teeth, his eyes locked with mine and in an unmistakable passion he hissed, "now kiss him like I taught you to." I shake my head, mouth full, as his tip finds its way to the back of my throat again.

The taste of his pre-cum was thick and savory as I swallowed him in. My eyes are teary, as I'm nearly to my limit, but I don't falter- I can't. I want him, need him, to know that I can take him.

As my mouth travels the journey of his pulsating veins, I circle his peak with the tip of my tongue as our gazes lock again. His eyes never leave mine as he watches me, grades me, on how I suck his dick with grace.

One wet lick to the back of his tip made his body quiver. It's his most sensitive spot, and I loved when he melted in my mouth as I licked him there.

Rested between my breast, rocking in an out of my mouth, his pressure was intoxicating. His breathy, raspy moans sent a shiver through me, tensing my body with a surge of pleasure. With each messy lick to his sex, his body gives into me, as I make him submit to my greedy desires.