”Come here,” he gestures. Slowly lifting my upper body from the bent down position to tease him, I extend it with my arms raised above my head. I turn around and lean against the bathroom door frame and with my arms still raised above my head I bring my body down. Like on a stripper pole, I am teasing him. Making his eyes follow each of my curves, slight flicker of eyelashes, but never breaking eye contact. His lips tense, his gaze – piercing. He stands up from the bed, dominant, but kind, his deep voice like velvet: ”I repeat. Come here, or I will make you.” I swallow.
I step forward and he stops me with a command like thunder: ”On your fours!” I obey. ”Now come to me.” Like a cat, I approach him. He bends down and I am looking up at him. He gently holds my chin and we kiss. ”Good girl.” I can’t help myself and I push him down on the floor. I have to have him. I want to drink him like champagne. Over and over again. He is such a good kisser. He holds me in his arms so gently that you wouldn’t believe how rough we fucked just minutes ago. I don’t want this night to ever end. His hands are brushing thru my hair. His aftershave is messing with my brain. And we can’t stop. The kisses are getting more and more intense and his grip is tightening. I can feel his heart racing with mine. His dick is pulsating, hard as a rock again. I slide him inside. And it feels fantastic.
His tongue down my throat and his member deep in my pussy. My hips are matching his rhythm. I am still tender and my clit is still swollen. And with just a few thrusts he has me close to climax. ”’Yes! Right there, yes there, fuck, omg yes, yes, yes!” I moan next to his ear. His breathing quickens and I feel him exploding inside of me. Cum escaping I am still grinding on his cock. He has me in a tight hold. ”Choke me!” And I don’t have to say it twice. Our eyes lock and with his hand around my neck, I climax. My orgasm is almost painful. And we collapse on the floor. My body slumped over his. We both are famished. Still breathing heavily, like we just ran a marathon.
”I know, I said,” he tries to speak, trying to catch his breath, ”that I will be in love if you tease me for an hour. But I don’t think I have ever fucked this hard ever before.” “Me neither.” And we both have the biggest smile on our faces.
[Should I leave it at that? Should I explore their relationship? Lemme know.]
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/tvcm2l/sure_you_can_enter_but_clothes_stay_behind_pt_6_fm