PLEASERS

chapter 1

He lurks slowly toward my body, my legs spread apart on the white linen sheets of the king sized bed, awaiting him, desperately needing him inside of me.

With his jaw clenched and his eyes narrowed, he takes in every inch of my naked body, and it's evident by his appearance, his heavy breathing, he needs me too. His piercing stare, that animalistic look in his eyes has me pooling in anticipation.

Kneeling on the bed, I sit up on my elbows trying to meet him, when he abruptly puts a hand against my bare chest, pushing me back down, a little grin pulling at his lips as his head disappears between my legs.

Looking up to the ceiling, I clutch the sheets around me for support as his tongue finds my center, slowly licking up and around my little hub of nerve endings.

"Mmm...Oh..." I breath out, unable to find words, squeezing my thighs around his head, my mouth parted in pure pleasure.

His hands roam up my thighs, tightly squeezing as he applies more pressure to my clit.

"Ah, fuck..." I moan out, biting my lip at the sensation.

One finger becomes two as he begins working his hand in and out of me while flicking his tongue continuously on the most sensitive part of me.

I feel the orgasm building as I start writhing beneath him. Just as I'm close to losing it, he separates from me, a mischievous grin on his sexy, glistening lips, telling me he knows exactly what he's doing to me.

He slowly crawls up my body, his hard, cock running up along my thigh, letting me know just how much he enjoyed that himself. I slowly drag my fingers over his defined shoulders, then chest, as his face turns serious, the desperation within him evident.

Lining himself with my entrance, he snakes his hand around the back of my neck for leverage, eyes tranced on mine, biting down on his lip as he roughly pushes into me.

"Oh, shit." I suck in a breath, feeling the fullness.

The forceful, dominant side of him has me pulsating around him, on the verge of orgasm with every thrust as he plunges back into me again and again.

"Tell me how much you missed this." He says in a deep, hoarse tone, squeezing his hand gently around my neck, the action clearly getting him off.

"I missed it so fucking much." I moan as he drives into me, his other hand finding my breast and squeezing my nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

The bed post is spamming into the wall from his movements, causing the picture frame above to bounce off of it. Sexiest way to break a painting.

"Tell me how much you fucking needed this." he groans out, his breaths becoming ragged, eyesight never leaving mine.

Unable to do anything but cry out in pleasure, the impending orgasm has my toes already curling as I arch my back, losing myself in the moment.

Just as I'm about to explode in pure pleasure, a piercing tone shoots through my ears, causing the pleasure to fly out of the window faster than a kid's baseball.

The sound of a screaming baby.

I wake up abruptly from my dream, sitting up straight in my bed, the sun shining through the window of my bedroom, my face flushed, my pulse racing.

"I need to stop doing this shit to myself!" I curse out to the emptiness of my room, then fall back hard onto the bed, throwing a pillow over my face.

I can't stop thinking about him. He runs my thoughts, controls my mind. It's nearly impossible to escape. As much as I fucking hate him right now, and wish to forget his name, I still love him. I still love Toren.