He took my second hand and entangled it with his. Warmth. He looked me in the eyes as I did the same, his beautiful eyes darkened even more than the way he usually looks at me. They were full of tension and wanting. To have himself under my skin, in not just the mental way as he did already.
His his arm he made me stumble into him, I bashed against his hard chest and looked up at him like a helpless little girl; I felt like one. Then he speaks through his velvet narrow lips
"I'm going to have you now"
I paused, looked down in a change of charecter, turning timid and shy, like for just a moment, I was my sober self again "don't I get a say in this?"
His lips twisted into a cold, smirky smile, looking down at me with determination "no"
And before I knew it his lips slammed into mine, his heat radiating my body, my blood was pumping, face blushing, mouth drying, and at that point I felt his long, thin tongue force my lips open. I'd never kissed like this before, never with this much heat and roughness.
I groaned with anticipation and pleasure, as did he, his fingers twisting and tugging my hair, forcing my head up to his, the pain was very minor compared the the pleasure I was feeling, and he hasn't even touched me...yet. His fingers then left my hair and trailed down my neck, followed by his lips; they traced my soft spot straight away and my body chilled, I felt I was going to collapse on the floor. His fingers brushed down to my back, down my behind and then up again, only to hear the unzipping of my dress. My heart pounded. Could he hear?
In return I tugged on his Shirt roughly, pulling him closer to me, in attempt to unbutton it, he pushed me away and threw me onto the bed, with grey and black satin covers comforting my back. He had pushed me at some distance and did his casual strut towards me which made me feel so wet.
"Enjoying yourself?" He asked in a casual yet teasing tone
I nodded, blushing crimson.
"What would you like me to do to you now, miss Prescott?"
I held back the urge to chuckle, my stomach pained holding it in. "Anything, just please..."
There was a pause as he took off my underwear "please what?"
And before I could answer, his tongue was in me...there. The pleasure came as a shock to me, I tensed everywhere, groaning as soon as he made contact. His tongue was skilful as it explored me. What am I doing?! I'm not ready for this-it's the alcohol.
I screamed more and more as he drew patterns with his tongue as if an artist using his paintbrush. He just went for it until I could no longer help myself...
"My my, Kayla, you taste ever so sweet" -that must have been the most embarrassing thing someone has said to me.
"Stand" he commanded. How could i stand? I was trembling at the knees. But I did as I was told, and I'm not sure if it was because of what he just did or the alcohol intake but my head was spinning.
He took off my dress and bra in a matter of seconds, and undressed himself just as quickly, his body was better than I imagined; it was spectacular, his abs were outstanding and his legs were that of a newer rugby player and his...thing...well he shouldn't be stuffing thing down-...oh. Wow.
"Suck my dick he said, pulling my hair to have me on my knees. Is he joking? I've never done this before, with my luck I'd probably bite half of him off.
He glared down at me, with an insisting look in his eye. I can't believe this. But I had to.
Honestly, I could say that my tastesbuds didn't enjoy this, he grabbed my hair and led my head for most of it, and when he announced he was about to come, I was not allowed to stop, I mad made to swallow. It wasn't a taste I would like often.
He pushed me down into the bed again. Both our bodies damp with sweat. He towered over me, I lay there, closed legged on the bed.
"Open these beauties, Kayla"
I did as I was told. He displayed his crooked smile again. He showed me two fingers, and then they were out of site and they were buried inside me, straight on my gspot, I screamed with anticipation. It felt so good. I closed my eyes from the pleasure.
"Keep them open or ill fuck you"
I couldn't help but close them, and he yanked his fingers out.
"That's it, and now you better keep your eyes open"
My heart pounded and my body felt weak, as he opened the packet I felt ill, I barely know this dark, mysterious man.
"Kayla, what have I said, open your legs"
I couldn't hear him over the pounding in my ear, before I knew it I was on my side and his hand had made contact with my ass, the burning sensation spread, I yelped in pain as his hand lashed me again.
"Now will you open your legs, baby?"
I nodded and did how he was told.
He looked at me "the way you look right there, so cute and innocent, and ill be the one to take away your purity in a matter if seconds, you look gorgeous. I hope you don't mind" and with that, he snapped a naked picture of me on his phone before I could stop him.
He came between my legs, his muscles felt spectacular. Why does he want me? Who am I compared to him?
FUCK!
He had entered me slowly, but the pain I felt was indescribable, why the hell do people do this? It fucking hurts! Oh my gosh how long do I have to suffer this, I moaned in pain, maybe a little bit of please was involved but...it just hurt too much
"You'll get used to it, that was only gentle"
Gentle?!
A few minutes went by, and the pain hasn't there anymore, the pleasure rose above it, and it felt glorious, him inside me was spectacular, his body on mine, I couldn't keep quiet, despite people being downstairs.
What was happening? He was fucking me faster. Harder, it hurt, more and more, but it felt so much better, he groaned as I did, him, right now, was the sexiest thing I'd ever seen.
"Kayla I was-"...
