I woke up to the sound of pots and pans rustling and the smell of bacon coming from the kitchen. I rubbed my eyes and noticed myself wearing a fairly large shirt causing it to be oversized on my tiny body. "He must've dressed me after we.." I whispered to myself.
I got up and made my way outside the bedroom with the slight ache coming from my leg because of the day before. "Goodmorning." He greeted me, I yawned as I grabbed a piece of the freshly cooked bacon from the pan, "Morning.." I grumbled.
"How did you sleep?" He asked while looking deep into my eyes. "Alright, how about you?" I mumbled while biting into a piece of bacon.
We spent the rest of the morning talking about random things, mostly about the protests and why he was there all geared up. A thought came to my head and I realized that I still don't even know his name..
"So." I said, "What's your name? Like seriously". He ran his fingers through his light brown locks, "I told you, you don't need to worry about it." He exclaimed. "But that isn't fair. How are you just going to take me to your house and have sex with me, but not tell me your name?" I groaned in annoyance. "Because you are a liability. It's dangerous for you to know my name. You could leave, and tell everyone about us and I would probably get arrested right after. Just because you know my name." He huffed.
it isn't fair.
"You really think I would do that? I'm leaving then." I declared while walking towards the front door. I heard his steps following behind me and as I began to open the door he immediately shut it closed, his hand pressed firmly against it and his shadow towering over me.
"Where do you think you're going?" He whispered huskily. I felt an immediate rush of intimidation, "I'm trying to leave." I stated firmly.
He removed his hand from the door and began caressing my face gently, moving from my cheek down to my neck. His finger twirled in circular motions as it traced against my skin.
"You don't get to leave without my permission." He stated before wrapping his hand around my throat. "You understand?" He asked while looking deeply into my eyes.
fuck.
"Y-yes." I managed to say. He released his grasp from my throat and grabbed onto my wrist, leading me towards the living room aggressively.
He threw me onto the couch and stood in front of me, "I'm gonna fuck you so hard the protests outside will hear you screaming.".
He got down on his knees and began pulling my panties off, then immediately started to eat me out, causing me to gasp in surprise. His tongue flicked up and down my slit slowly, making my legs wrap around his head.
He looked me in the eyes watching my reactions as his tongue made different movements. His hands moved up my body, cupping my breasts and played with my nipples causing me to bite my lips to hide the moans.
"Oh fuck." I whimpered. He raised his head, his gaze never breaking mine, and spit on my pussy, then continued to eat me out once more. I brought my hands to his head, interlocking my fingers with his dreads, pulling him closer to my cunt.
He took one hand off my breast and started rubbing the outside of my lips. He used the wetness from his spit as a lubricant and ended up slipping his middle finger inside me.
I grabbed the sheets as I couldn't control myself anymore. He fingered me while flicking his tongue quickly leading me to grip the couch cushions aggressively. "Fuck- Oh my god," I moaned. His pace got faster and I felt my body coming close to the edge of climax.
My legs began to tremble as he continued to suck on my clit like a ring-pop. I felt the heartbeat in my cunt becoming faster and faster. My body became warm and filled with ecstasy as I felt myself getting closer.
"Oh my fucking god. Mm- Fuck." I screamed as I gripped the couch and his hair. His mouth never left my cunt as I came causing my legs to quiver even more.
He looked up and me and lifted his head, "My turn." He smirked.
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Authors Note: Hi! This chapter is short, sorry. I didn't actually expect people to read it. Umm anyways, I will try to upload the next chapter in the upcoming week and make it longer than this one. In the next chapter there will be a continuation from this scene. That's all for today. Thank you
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