Let Us Love

Tell Me You Are Mine

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It feels like I have been bound to something. My eyelids are too heavy that  I cannot open them. I try to open it a little ,the room looks  unfamiliar.
I look around to find clues but I have been tied to a bed post facing the window which restricts me from seeing much.
I try getting my head to work but the last thing I remember is Anya sitting close to me in the sofa changing channels like he wants to fire all the media workers for the poor job they are doing by not entertaining him.

"You are just hard to please don't blame them".
The drive to the house seemed long since I could not wait to be pleased.
So much for not stepping into his house again.
I found myself in his living room where we did most of the naughty things the  first time I came here on that counter.
He set his keys on the table then walked to the fridge and brought out some leftovers. He puts the food in the microwave and walks to his room. He comes out some moments later with only grey sweatpants on.
A sight to behold, bare and broad shoulder carefully ripped into a work of art. I can trace my fingers in the contours on his chest down to his lower region. The pants hangs loosely on his waist and that V shape to where his machine is drags my head to the gutters.
That has always been a turn on for me.
This creature can be a model or a god even better.
His member is a show off, it gives me the impression that it wanted to announce its presence, and yes it's got my attention. I didn't  know when I opened my mouth. My throat is dry, I can use some liquid from that machine to moisturize it.
OH how I'd love to have that in my mouth right now. I'd suck it dry trust me.
Damn I am so horny I need deliverance.
" you done drooling?" and the blood drains from my cheeks again. I don't know why I always get caught staring. He also has a way of embarrassing me.
" I have laid some shorts for you on my bed, pick any shirt from my closet after you freshen up and come have dinner"

I wobbled away to the room and found one boxershort on his bed after I had a quick shower, it looked quite small for my booty. I try it on and I was right, the thing will not even come up to my thighs.  I searched around his closet and couldn't find even a single one of shorts or even a sweatpants.
Great!!!

Damn him, I know he did that on purpose. He knew the thing wasnt my size.

I searched through the closet and found one oversized shirt.

"ain't you coming?" I heard him call out. I rolled my eyes and made way to the kitchen. He had set the food on the counter. We had a quiet  but flirtatious stares here and there while having dinner. I never knew men could seduce this way. He licked his lips and fingers almost every time. He put aside his spoon and begun licking the sauce with his finger and everytime a moan is rewarded, he keeps  reminding me of how he licked his finger after that sweet torture in front of my door. He rung his member as he walked from the sink to where I was seated in front of the counter. He grabed me from the counter stool and swept his tongue down my mouth. He kissed so hungryly like he hadnt kissed anyone before.
OH I have been so hungry  that I wrap my arms around his neck and he lifts me to the sofa. He lays me gently on the chair without breaking our bonded lips. His hands roamed hungryly around my chest searching for my succulent breast, he searched like the ways babies search for their moms breast when they miss them or when they are too hungry.
He grabbed my boob and played with my nipple for a while.
Breaking our bond, he grabs both sides of the shirt and rips it into two sending the buttons flying around the room.
My boob in his mouth feels like I was in the place I wanted to be. The person I wanted to be with. His other hand lazily roamed around my belly and down to my bundle of joy.