was inspired by another writer i totally forgot which one i read. but i give some credit to them!
daniel's hands were my favorite thing about him.
his his were fairly large, and the prominent veins showed how strong he was. i watched him sit right beside me and noticed his hands and fingers as he strummed the guitar softly. it just made me think of all the things he could do to me with those hands.
he played his last cord on the guitar and set it gently against the wall. i looked him into the eyes and he looked into mine, smiling. his touch was the only thing i wanted right now.
"i like that song." i say.
"you do?"
"you know what would sound better?"
a smirk formed on my lips as i gently pressed mine against his. he smiles into our kiss and kisses back a little rough, his hand sliding up my thigh then onto my cheek. the room was silent besides our small kissing noises. we sat together on the couch in the room all his video and recordings he did was at. it was quite peaceful as nobody was home but us.
my small hand pressed against his chest and i pushed him down on the couch. he lay on his back as his large innate hands go up the back of my shirt and unclipped my favorite bra that i specifically wore for him as i knew this was going to happen tonight.
he removed his hand from my shirt and set both on each side of my hips as i sat on his lap.
i lifted my shirt off over my head which immediately, lead him to lean forward and kiss my bare stomach and chest.
"mmm." he said between each kiss. i set my hands down onto his chest and he stopped after i unbuttoned his jeans. i took the time slowly and finally got to unzipping his pants. i pulled his pants off slowly to be a tease. his growing bulge in his boxers formed a tent and i squeezed through the polyester.
daniel bit into his bottom lip as he couldn't wait much longer. the more he waited the more aggressive he'll get. his impatience lead to frustration, frustration lead to being aggressive.
i pulled the fabric down and his member sprung out onto his stomach. he tries to grab it but i wouldn't let him. my hands slide up his toned abs and i kiss down each one. i held his size into my hand and pumped it before i let my tongue lick his tip. he became sexually frustrated with me as it wasn't satisfying, that was my intention.
he grabbed and pulled my hair as i finally deep throated him. "shit." he grunts. i kept going until i was gagging, him still pulling at my hair. i hollowed my cheeks and sucked him, making a pop sound as i took my mouth off him.
he forcefully got me on my hands and knees.
he let me in that position until i was begging for him.
his hard dick presses against my ass. he smacks me making me moan painfully. he finally inserts himself without warning and went fast, but loving at the same time. he never liked to see me in pain only if he and i both enjoy it.
he begins to go faster hitting the same spot in me over and over until i felt my climax. "f-fuck that feels good." i moan out. "you like that?" he grabs my hair again and goes in more with more force sending his tip right into my g spot again and again. i grip onto the couch as i was loosing it. i lay on my stomach as i was tiring. he lay on top and still fucked me it felt better. i was screaming his name at this point. god i loved it so much.
"i'm gonna c-cum." he stutters. "me too." i whine. we finished at the same time and collapsed onto the couch. him laying on top of me, i brushed his sweaty hair with my fingers and watched him close his eyes breathing heavily. "that was really good." he says. "yeah it was."
