Tanya's POV.
I couldn't take any more of this, the sensations, the pleasure, it was too much, yet not enough at the same time.
"Please, Darren.. I need more," I whined, my body moving against his fingers involuntarily, seeking more friction, more pressure.
"Didn't you just get your pleasure, Sweetheart?"
"That.. that wasn't enough. I need more. I need more of you. You're driving me insane." I panted out, my body moving against his fingers, my need growing with every passing moment.
"Impatient, aren't we?" He murmured, his fingers dipping a little deeper, his touch a little firmer. "You want more, Sweetheart? You're going to have to ask for it nicely."
I let out another moan, my body arching again as his fingers pushed further, my mind growing hazy with pleasure.
"Please, Darren. Please, I need.. I need more. I'm begging you, please.."
"Such a good girl," He murmured, his voice a mix of satisfaction and pleasure, "I like it when you beg for me. Let me hear you say it again, Sweetheart. Say how much you need me. Tell me how badly you want me."
"Please.. I need you, Darren. I need you so bad. You're driving me crazy.. I want you so much it hurts.. please.." I panted out, my body still moving against his touch, seeking more pleasure, more of him.
"Goddamn, I love how you sound when you're desperate," He murmured, his fingers moving a little faster, a little harder. "Say it again. How much do you need me, Sweetheart?"
"I need you so much, Darren. I need you now. I can't take anymore of this.. I need you inside me. Please, don't tease me anymore. I need you, please.." My voice was shaky with need
"God, you drive me wild," He groaned, his voice filled with a mix of possessiveness and need. "Say my name again. Scream it out for me."
"Darren," I gasped, my body trembling with pleasure, my breath coming out in short, ragged pants. "Darren, Darren, DARREN, please.."
"Goddamn," He groaned, his body shifting, his fingers still moving within me, "you're so hot right now. I can't take much more of this myself, Sweetheart."
He leaned down, his lips ghosting over my skin.
"I want to hear you say one more thing for me, though."
I was lost in a haze of pleasure and need, my body responding to his touch, his words, my mind barely able to form coherent thoughts.
"What.. what do you want me to say?" I panted out, my voice hoarse, my body on fire.
"I want you to tell me who you belong to," He murmured, his lips trailing over my throat, "I want to hear you say it."
"You," I gasped out, my body arching up into his touch, seeking more of him, "I belong to you, Darren. Only you. I'm yours."
"Good girl," He breathed out, his fingers moving faster, deeper, "That's right, Sweetheart. You belong to me. And don't you forget it."
He leaned down further, his mouth hovering over mine.
"Now, I want you to come for me. I want to hear you scream my name when you fall apart."
His words, paired with the relentless pleasure his fingers were bringing, were driving me over the edge once again, my body tight with tension, my breath coming out in sharp gasps.
"I'm.. I'm close.. so close.." I panted out, my body arching up into his touch, seeking release.
"That's it, Sweetheart," He murmured, his fingers moving even faster, "I want to feel you come apart for me."
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"What Are You Waiting For?" || ORIGINAL STORY.
RomanceHe would want her, even if he had to wait all eternity. - Tanya Raith, a (17 year old) girl from Bangladesh, had to move to America by herself for her studies. Upon arriving, she made two new friends, Claire Sofìe, another 17-year-old girl. And Miri...
