Mine

Chapter Sixty One

WARNING: SEXUAL CONTENT IN THIS CHAPTER.

"Yeah, unless you have any objections?"

"Hmm, I can't think of any right now."

"Good." Dirk's hands find their way to my hips, and in an instant he's picked me up and turned me around to set me on the bed. "So, how much sexual frustration do you have right now?"

"Well considering you wouldn't fuck me with my cast on... so much." I try to pull him toward me, but he resists me.

"Wanna see how long we can drag it out then?"

"Dirk I swear, the next blow job you get from me I'm going to chew your dick off." Dirk snorts.

"I'm sure you won't do that. You love it up your ass too much."

"And you call me perverse."

"You are, it's just rubbing off on me."

"Oh great." I say sarcastically. I tug at Dirk's neck again, but he only gives a little bit. Just enough for me to reach up and kiss him. I try to tempt him with soft gentle kisses, but he's also just out of reach enough that I can't get really passionate. "Dirk." I whine his name but he still doesn't get any closer. "Fine, be an asshole." I let go of Dirk's neck and my back hits the mattress. I bounce once and then turn my head away from Dirk whose laughing.

"Oh come here." Dirk goes to kiss me and I turn my head the other way.

"No. Your being mean."

"I didn't mean it."

"I don't care. I don't want your love anymore." I cross my arms and Dirk chuckles.

"Aw you don't mean that." Dirk nuzzles the side of my face, but I ignore him. "Oh come on. I won't tease you anymore. Please Dave?" I glance at Dirk and he gives me puppy dog eyes.

"Fine, but you better make this a good one." I throw my arms around Dirk's neck again and he leans in to kiss me. He grinds against me and we both realize we're still in our boxers. I giggle and Dirk smiles. We pull apart long enough to take them off then we come crashing back together.

Dirk is a force to be reckoned with after so long without sex. His knees, that are on either side of my hips, squeeze against me so tightly I think I'm going to have bruises. His right hand holds him up, while his left hand weaves through my hair to find a good grip. Once he's found it he pulls my head back a little bit and I can't help the gasp that slips out. He latches onto my neck and starts sucking bruises into it. I grimace for that. I don't particularly like hickeys, but I'm trying to let Dirk have some fun.

When Dirk stops turning my neck into a bruise he looks up at me. His amber eyes are full of lust. I bet his brain is swimming in it too. I let out a little giggle and Dirk raises an eyebrow. He doesn't need to know what I was thinking. He wouldn't find it funny. I shake my head no with a little smile. Then I slide my arms around Dirk's neck again. This time he lets me pull him down against me, but his kisses are all rough. He bites, and sucks, and smashes our lips together so hard I feel like they're going to bruise.

"Your kinda rough today huh?" I turn my face away and take a second to breath.

"You have no idea how much I've wanted to do this."

"You could've earlier."

"I didn't want to risk it." Dirk goes to kiss me again, but I manage to mumble out an insult.

"Weeb."

"How does that make me a weeb?"

"I don't know it's the only thing I could think of."