Disclaimer: name changed for identity’s sake
It starts with my breathe on your neck. You feel an arm slip around your waist from behind. My other hand pulls your hair back so I can whisper your name in your year. Just your name, softly enough you barely register it. As the chills roll down your spine, I bite your ear. Slowly but firm, with the promise of more to come. My hands reach the hem of your shirt and lift it just enough to find skin.
Your heartbeat quickens. You feel a lightening in your stomach; a fluttering that vanishes as quickly as it comes.
My lips find your neck, my hands your waist. I pull your body to mine, closing what little remained of the distance between us. As I remove your pants, my mouth wanders, searching for a place to make the goosebumps return again. You step out of them and turn to face me as you do.
The moment you finish I push you against the nearby wall. My mouth hovers just above yours. Our eyes meet.
“Rachel”
With a word, all restraint abandoned. Our lips meet for the first time, an eternity. Shirts wind up on the floor and neither of us notice the method of removal. All else follows. We break long enough to appreciate the scene.
As we reunite, our frenzy moves us around the room. I finally get my bearings when you push me down to the bed. You stand a moment before me. Beautiful. Intense. I move further onto the bed. You crawl up it to me, sizing me up as you do.
When you take me into your mouth, I moan your name again, louder now. You continue until you can’t stand to wait a moment longer for me to be inside you. You climb atop me and just as I am about to enter you, I roll us over and pause. I tease you for agonizing moments before retreating completely.
My mouth finds its way down your body from neck to nipples, from stomach muscles that clench with each touch to leg muscles that do the same; down your thigh, back up more slowly. Just before I find my final destination, my name leaves your lips, a plea… heard… heeded.
I stay there until, your legs shaking from my efforts, I trace my same path back up your body. Our eyes meet again, but hold for longer this time. Tension rising. Breath steadying before falling back out of rhythm.
I reach above you, hands searching for what I know I will find ready there. With deft movements and not a word uttered, I tie your hands together above your head, fastening them to the headboard as I do. Our eyes do not meet again as I push into you, yours closing and rolling back as you feel me, finally, inside you.
A mix between a groan and “fuck” leaves your lips as I move my hips. Your eyes open again when my hand finds your throat. I squeeze a bit harder with each thrust, relaxing only to tease you before continuing more insistent than ever.
You finish quickly, moans rising to shouts. Then again, your hips rising off the bed to push me into you as deep as possible. I pull out of you to bring you to your knees, hands tied again, behind your back this time. As you work me in and out of your mouth, my hand entwined in your hair, I moan with pleasure.
“Fuck, Rachel”
As I finish on you.
You look up at me, cum dripping down you, out of breath, and flash a smirk. I smile back and leave you there without another word.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ebkmpi/something_i_wrote_for_my_fwb