"Oliver, can we go out tonight, please!" I begged, using my puppy dog eyes.
"No," he groaned, sitting up from the bed.
"Why not?" I whined
"Because I said so, now be a good little girl and sit your ass where you belong." He spoke stern.
His eyes dark showing a promise... A promise that if I don't listen he'll show me whose in charge.
"Yes... Sir." I said under my breath, stiffly resting my body against his.
Like a butterfly, his lips gently caressed very exposed space on my body, like the wind.
His hands finding there way up my oversized grey tshirt, twisting my sensitive nipples between his callous thumb and forefinger. I tried staying as still as possible, not wanting him to stop. Small whimpers left my lips, he hasn't laid a hand on me since he forced me on the couch a few days ago.
His hand squeezing my butt snapped me from my thoughts, tugging on my ear harshly before his hand drifted over the front of my boy shorts.
Two fingers slid up and down my drenched clothed slit. My eyes shutting on there own accord as I focused on his hands movements.
His skilled fingers tug, twist and tease my hard nipples, pleasurable waves coursed through my body directed towards my needy pussy. He hasn't touched me in so long. I need him so bad. his experienced tongue, his fingers that are so skilled making me wonder why and fear the reason. I know I won't possibly be able to handle all this teasing for much longer, I'm addicted to his touch.
I need this more than anything.
His finger tips brushed the damp skin under my waistband, but didn't move any further. Barely being able to keep myself together at the simple touch.
"Bab-" before he could even start his sentence I was begging him not to stop. Smirking against the back of my neck his fingers brushed against my eager clit whilst ignoring it completely.
Teasingly his fingers brushed my opening causing another plea to leave my trembling lips, I don't understand how in such a short time I was so desperate for him to please me. I could feel he was trying to be gentle with me this time, but I've been fantasizing about how he took control of my body the other night... I can't, I need him to be rough, forceful and take me no matter whose watching.
As if he could smell my desperation he forced my boy shorts down, using a dildo I didn't even know he had inside my quivering walls.
A scream of pleasure forced it's way out, one of hands find its way into his luscious hair and the other clawing his back - marking my territory, similar to what's he's done to me.
He seemed to take pleasure in my reaction, I just wish I could repay him for all the pleasure he's given me.
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