beg for it - Chris Brown
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His hands ran down the back of my dress and rested on my butt, giving it a squeeze as we tumbled over to the bed. The two of us gently fell back on the bed, our lips not breaking apart. Running his hands down my sides, Ethan moaned against my lips as I hooked my left leg around his waist. Ethan got up and looked down at me, running a hand through his hair. I sat up and placed my hands on the waistband of his suit trousers, softly biting my lip, watching him as I undone his belt.
No words were exchanged as he pulled me up from the bed, his fingers undoing the bow at the back of my neck, and then the zip. My dress pooled at my feet, but I didn't take my eyes off him as he took in my appearance. I folded my arms over my bare chest, all of a sudden feeling rather uncomfortable. I've never felt confident in my body, so I was finding standing in front of Ethan in nothing but a red satin thong, rather uncomfortable.
Ethan reached forward and placed his hands on my own and pulled my arms away from my chest as he pressed his lips against mine. Looping my arms around his neck, he placed his hands on my thighs and hoisted me up. He sat down on the bed with me on his lap, his hands running all over me.
Pulling away, Ethan began to kiss my neck, pulling me further into him if that was even possible. I arched my back a little, moaning as he showed my body what it was like to be adored. Reaching up with one of his hands, he gently grabbed one of my breasts, giving it a slight squeeze.
"Uh..." I moaned when his lips encased my nipple.
His fingers were playing with the thin piece of material that covered me. "God, you're so fucking beautiful." He says, looking up at me with lust filled eyes.
I blushed a little, hiding my face in the crook of his neck, looking down as I unbuttoned his shirt. His breathing was hard as I let my fingers run down his abdomen. "My God." I whispered to myself, feeling his erection pressed against my inner thigh.
Getting off his lap, I kissed all the way down his chest until I reached the waistband of his trousers. He made the sexiest sound when I ran my hands over his crotch, I unzipped them and pulled them down. Sitting back on the bed, he watched as I chucked his pants across the room. My hands ran up and down his thighs, watching as he began breathing erratically.
"Hazel..." He groaned when I dipped my hand into his boxers, my face hovering in front of his.
"Hmm?" I hummed as I stroked him.
His head fell back as I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock, moving my hand up and down in a tantalising manner. "Fuck." He grunted, as my lips replaced my hands.
I ran my tongue over his tip, enjoying how he thrust his hips, pushing himself further into my mouth. His hands threaded through my hair, gripping it as he moved my head, helping me taste every inch of him. This wasn't the first blowjob I've given, but this one is proving to be enjoyable for the both of us. Once he came close, he jutted his hips a few more times before he released himself. A hot, salty liquid hit the back of my throat, taking me by surprise. I lifted my head and wiped my mouth, squealing a little when he grabbed my waist and pulled me on to him.
Flipping us over, he hovered above me and smirked down at me - all signs of drunkenness gone. "Let me return the favour."
I laughed a little, raising my hips as he pulled down my thong. I covered my face, feeling embarrassed again. Running his hands down my thighs, he gently spread them apart and moved his head. I was ready for him, I could feel it and he could see it. He inhaled deeply before kissing me, and let me tell you, I've never been so aroused. With his tongue, he worshipped every indent of my skin, making me feel warm all over. This was a first for me and it was the best first I've ever had. My hands knotted in his hair, my eyes clenching shut as he swirled his tongue around my sensitive area.
