Maid For His Love {mxm}

Maid 28.

"Do you remember the 21st night of September? Love was changing the minds of pretenders while chasing the clouds away. Our hearts were ringing in the key that our souls were singing,"  September, Earth, Wind, and Fire

"Ni..." I whispered breathlessly as he cradled my body in his grasp, kissing slowly down my neck. "Shh," He whispered in that husky voice of his. "I'll take care of you soon," He grinned devilishly as his tongue flicked out to scrape the skin of my neck, causing shivers to wrack my body. This sensation was so new to me and my body craved more and more of his touch.

Nothing but the sounds of our breathing and the sounds of his kisses filled up the space of his bedroom. We were tucked and locked away in solitude with nothing but the intention of wrecking each other in mind. This feeling was so new to me, it ate up my entire body, consuming me for what I was worth, and he hadn't done much to me.

Somewhere along the way, we made it to his bedroom and our clothes made their home on the floor, oblivious to the sounds that were coming out of my mouth. These sensations that Nishan making me feel, the way his teeth scraped my skin along with the warm touch of his tongue, my body could not handle it. "Motherfucker," I cursed, biting my lip to conceal the sheer pleasure that I was feeling. Though it wasn't intentionally my fault, I could feel the beast above me staring at me and I turned my gaze up to him, seeing that his eyes were zeroed in on the lip tucked under my teeth.

All of a sudden, his big body just moved as desire morphed his features, and I found myself yanked forward as he closed the distance between us with a passionate crash to my lips. He was driving me mad with lust, a burning desire aching in my core. His lips felt so good on mine.

I could barely catch my breath, but my body continued to heat up, as if the very blood that was in my veins was boiling over, not giving me a single chance to recuperate. "Ah!" I moaned into his lips as his warm yet cold fingers trailed lower and lower, stroking the skin as he went. The heat inside me began to form a scorching fireball, running wild with a need to be satisfied, and with nothing but a light brush of Nishan's fingertips across my aching cock with barely any power but tease behind it, I could feel myself succumbing further into his touch.

I wanted to feel his warm skin rubbing against me, to smell his musky and intoxicating scent, to taste those lips. God, he really had me drunk on him and he hadn't done much. With every flick of his tongue against the roof of my mouth, he was driving me crazy and I couldn't stop myself from touching his taut body, wanting to feel those muscles in my hands. This was so much better than I could've ever imagined. We were biting, licking, sucking, hungry for each other and I couldn't stop my hands from raking and squeezing at the soft skin on his shoulders, clinging to him. His grunts were getting sucked into my throat as he swept through my entire mouth, rendering me putty in his hands. He had no idea what he was doing to me because I wasn't even aware of the high that I was feeling.

Nishan felt so warm and as he took his mouth off of mine, a trail of saliva connecting us, I stared into those mismatched eyes, panting as he smirked. Just one look from him was enough to send my erection into a frenzy as he began to grind himself against me, enticing a cry from the depths of my throat. He kept his steely gaze on me as he began to kiss down my jawline, down to my neck, leaving several dark marks all over. I wanted him to make me feel so good, to make me forget my own name, but screaming his. I could feel my body shaking around Nishan as he crowded further around me, embedding his very touch into my skin.

My fingers were curled in on his shoulders, small breaths leaving my lips as he inched lower and lower, his hot lips raking my torso. Was this what it was like to be desired?

His hands came back up to stroke my sides as he bore harder and harder against me, his lips catching onto the sensitive nubs of my nipples, brown and green eyes flickering up to mine. They contained a darker and an even more intense kind of heat and it sent shivers up my body. I wanted him to get along with it, I needed him to get along with it. I shook anew, unsure of how long I could last with the press of his thick and wet cock against mine as it built back up to the wild pace that pushed me further to the edge.