Micah pov
Dylan threw me on the bed roughly.
"So you think another nigga can do for you what I do?"
"Hmm idk."
I was trying to piss him off cause when he mad da sex be amazing.
"Oh really you sure you wanna try that?"
He took off his shirt and pants. I scooted back closer to the headboard. He grabbed my leg and pulled me closer to him.
He climbed on top of me
"So do you think another nigga can do for you what I do better?"
"Idk. Show me how good you can do what you do.
I bit my lip.
He stood up and walked out
Bitch wtf.
"Dylan."
He shuffled around a little
"Dylan. Wtf"
He walked back in with a bag.
"U ain't about to kill me r u?"
"You watch too many horror movies babe."
He pulled out some a handcuffs. Two sets
"Bitch what u about to use those for?"
He grabbed my wrist dragging it closer to the headboard
"No . Dylan let tf go. "
I was struggling to get out his grip. Den I heard 'click'
"DYLAN!"
He clicked my other wrist
"REALLY?!"
he snatched off my skirt and ripped my shirt.
"OMG THAT'S MY FAVORITE SHIRT!"
"I'll buy you another now stop complaining."
"Wym I'm tied up and my shirt ripped fuck you mean don-"
He took a strip of duct tape on my mouth.
Bitch.
I sat there cussing at him but all he heard was
'Mhmhnnnmnhmmmmmmamamammmkmgjndvdbehejej"
I was fussing when I felt his tongue in me and I just stopped and relaxed for the next 5 minutes.
After all that.
He came to my ear
"I'm tired of yo attitude lately."
"Mhmnmmmmmhamamanhehejrrh"
"Mhm. W.e. but I'm in control now. Don't move shake squirm or moan. Or you gon get something to make you scream loud asf. And you better not cum unless I say you got it??"
"Mhmmmm"...
I was lowkey scared. What the hell do he mean.
He went back down placing his tongue in me and make circles.
I held my breath. Why would he do this omg.
He added in two fingers. Pushing me to the edge.
I was trying to stay still but my left leg couldn't handle it. He saw me moving my leg and he pushed it back making it more enjoyable . And harder to contain myself.
After a few tongue strokes. I let it out I moaned horribly loud. Omg
His head popped up
"Was that a moan?!"
I shook my head "mhmhmmmmmmhjkjjjgssf"
"Yea it was ."
He pushed my leg up and rammed inside me
"MMMMMMHKHFDFGH"
He was giving deep hard strokes.
That Shit had me screaming under that tape. I was enjoying it and crying
He placed his hand on either side of me and sped up.
"MH..MHM...MMMMMM..MGNHDGSDAR!!!!"
He snatched off the tape
"Huh? Couldn't hear you"
"UGHHH DADDY OMG!"
He started grinding in me harder and harder every stroke. I felt the rush and tighten
"IM ABOUT TO CUUMMMM!" He pulled out.
"DYLAN WTF!"
He took me by my leg again and pulled me all the way to the bottom of the bed and off of it he turned me around and bent me over.
He started hitting it from the back.
"OOOOI OM DY-DYLAN..."
I was out of breath with every stroke.
He leaned over in my ear while pulling my hair.
"Who pussy is this?"
"yours...."
"what?!?"
"YOURS!"
"Yours what?"
"UGHH YOURS DADDY! FUCK!" Next we came together.
I collapsed on the bed and my half went limp
"Baby that was so good."
He picked me up placing me on the bed all the way.
We sat there breathing heavily.
Wait
Did this nigga wear a condom?
