Captured Love

Chapter 13

I had drifted asleep after my reawakening and our spat of a fight hoping to at least find some peace in my dreams only to be betrayed. I was reliving last night when we slept together and when I first came here unknowingly walking into my own prison. Thinking back, I don't even know for what reason I threw caution to the wind to sleep with a man I had only just met in person. 

When we touched my skin shivered with goosebumps. Kisses trailing down my neck, shoulder into my back, he was so gentle with me as if I was most cherished being in his universe. Melting under his sensual advances I could feel myself get slick between my legs. His hand on my neck forcing my mouth to meet his, lips clashing, suckling and hot breaths mingling. He knew how to kiss well enough to distract me while his other hand slid down between my thighs. My moans are stifled from his kisses as waves of bliss crash into me while he plays me like an expert pianist. Fingers dancing away in between my folds, he begins to lower me down onto my back to place a fiery trail leading down to exactly where I need. I'm left gasping as his tongue laps at my core; I had never experienced such satisfaction with oral alone. 

"Are you ready to take me in?" He smiled devilishly at me as I cried out in amazement.

"I don't know if I can go keep going that was already so... so much...ahh!" He penetrated me with a thrust, stroking with ease the perfect sweet spot. I was violently taken into space hovering in the air on cloud nine. I could see stars in my eyes as I came again and again, bucking and frenzied with no concept of time as it passed us by. 

I could feel myself squirming in my sleep waking myself from the sheer frustration of it being only a dream with no physical reality. I felt so irritated this asshole was keeping me held prisoner yet I'm over here wanting sex from him like a horn dog.

'Ugh! what is wrong with me where did the smart, careful me go? This isn't how I usually am.'

I toss and turn groaning at this humiliating situation my libido won't calm down. 

"Fucking shit these sucks!" I consider going to the bath to alleviate myself but think better of less he barges in like last time and catch me. Betty zooms by head giggling as if she found something funny.

"Good morning sleepy head. Someone was having some spicy fun I see." I start to flush in embarrassment. 

"I told you not to read my thoughts!" 

"I didn't read them per say, I felt the fluctuations of your moods." I could feel myself cringe internally. 

"How accurate would you say you're able to read me, detailed or vague feelings?" I wasn't sure if I wanted to know the full truth after this conversation so far.

"Pretty close enough to know that you were satisfied in pleasure multiple times" She answered so proudly while I died inside. I lay back down covering my head in shame. If he ever found out I doubt he would ever let me live it down that arrogant bastard.