Page 25 of Kings of Lust
Slowwas as unfamiliar askindto him, and things were evolving with the speed of light crashing on my lips until our teeth squeaked with incredible lust. I don’t remember when it happened, but his jacket joined mine on the floor. Grabbing the hems of his t-shirt he took it off with one hand, revealing the inked temptation I craved to see each time I was with him.
‘Slow down,’ I managed to murmur as he reached the back of my knees to take control of my balance and set me on the bed behind me.
‘If I slow down, I may keep you in this bedroom until tomorrow evening,’ it was highly probable that his threat wouldn’t hold ground. But I wasn’t willing to risk it, recognizing thevariousideas that could run through his devious mind.
With rough gestures, he dragged my corset down, pinning it right beneath the generous shapes of my breasts, without removing it completely. A sound so eager and real made his throat vibrate with yearning. His lips were ignoring my own and moving on to explore the smooth skin of my nipples, lick by lick, nibble by nibble until all power of restraint was shattered into micron pieces.
The devil stopped to look at me, raising his gaze from the place he was attending only to preen for mere seconds. Those few moments were all it took him to make my skin crawl from the tip of my head and down to my toes.
‘You’re welcome,’ he just couldn’t hold the thought to himself, serving me with a large size portion of his arrogance.
An arrogance that had to be somehow kept under control ‘I guess I should also thank you for the air I breathe?’
‘You will need to do it soon.’ The words came out as sharp and hard as the man that spoke them. He was just making a promise that I knew he would keep good on. Maybe much earlier than I was ever expecting.
Disregarding all the laws of gravity, my skirt seemed to be slipping over my knees, being pulled off me with the speed of a falling star. Though I didn’t get to make a wish as in the very next second, the length of his palm cupped the whole surface of my core with such strength that I thought I was about to break... or cum. Yes, I was that messed up that his touch lit tiny bolts of static energy, making them electrify the needy zone between my thighs.
A shriek burst through my gritted teeth as I could no longer control it from finding freedom. A sound that appeared to do something to him, arouse him to his very limit, and without wastingprecioustime, he pushed my panties aside and propelled a finger inside me. The move left me motionless, as if something caught my body under an invisible weight, numbing everything else and leaving just a sensation of movement alive within me. It was both good and bad, like rain and dust on a hot summer day. Not enough to cool you down, and still something that you couldn’t deny yourself of. Everything was utterly intense from the unearthly way his teeth bit on my tips, to the pounding vibration as his hand crashed against my folds.
But then he decided wasn’t not enough. Not anymore. So he slid another finger inside of me, yet before he could properly resume hisactions, he paused, huffing in annoyance ‘This fucking piece of material...’ He ripped my piece of lingerie and threw it somewhere on our pile of clothes. ‘You’re not going to wear panties any longer. At least not when you’re with me.’
‘You’re kidding, right?’ The thought of walking around the Academy with the autumn breeze storming through my folds was making me shudder and laugh at the same time. The man was crazy!
I didn’t get to ruminate for too long as a slap hit the wetness of my skin, causing such sharp pain that it made my feet brace on the mattress for support, fighting the pain and feeling it turn into a completely different thing.
‘What I say, goes. Got it!?’ it was a punishment, and in case I didn’t catch on from the second one, his irritated voice confirmed it.
Jesus, if I wasn’t wet before I was dripping now, and his two fingers took full advantage of that. Revenge or mastered skills, I wasn’t sure which one of those was guiding him, but the tempo became fierce, so intense that I felt it setting fire to the bed itself.
He was going somewhere, as if drilling deeper and deeper, curving a finger to a spot I didn’t even know I had. And as an unavoidable reaction, my body curved with it, raising my back from the mattress and unfortunately propping my breasts deeper within his mouth. He didn’t just like it, he was in ecstasy, catching my body in an exact position with a hand safely secured behind my back.
The thrusts became violent, sadistic in a way, aiming to break me into a beautiful pain, filling me so much that I felt I was bursting into flames. It was all too impossible, too powerful, too fucking addictive, and as if that wasn’t enough, the damn friction his hand was causing on my clit was making the bottom of my core contract.
And he jabbed himself harder and harder until no matter what I did or thought about, my body decided to crash. That was it. One, two, three and I was squirming with ecstasy, trying to break free as he was working on me throughout my orgasm. It was so intense I wanted to cry, totally unable to withstand his wicked ways. My mouth decided to plead for mercy ‘Please... Please stop,’ I whined as my core was tightening again around his fingers, sapping me of all strength.
‘Mouse, I’m just getting started,’ a truth I was aware of, but one which I also wanted to deny, even if only for my momentary peace of mind.
‘Please,’ I mewled, defeated, even as inside my brain there was an ongoing battle between giving up or prolonging the pleasure and testing my limits.
He grunted, but finally agreed ‘Ok, I’ll give you a short break.’
Like nanosecond short, because the instant he freed his fingers from within me he reached his zipper, tugging down his pants right before I dropped down on the mattress.
Deep down, I hoped he wasn’t ready, and probably needed some time to warm up, but the enlarged length peeking from his boxers quickly proved me wrong. For some strange reason he seemed bigger than before, or maybe it was because I couldn’t even withstand the breeze from the room’s air conditioning touching my skin in those moments.
In all the darkness, I noticed the liquid sparkles of his arousal as he slid his own hand over his length a couple of times. I wasn’t sure it was helping him to get ready or helping him to threaten me with unbearable ecstasy. Because both seemed to be working.
With agile hands, he pulled me towards him, filling me so fast that my eyes popped open to stare into his. I suddenly was motionless, powerless, and any other thing with-lessin it. Except forcockless. Yeah, I certainly didn’t lack that.
I didn’t know how to react as my body seemed to be paralyzed somewhere between screaming and breaking the skin on my lower lip from muffling the sound, but at least that surreal state of pleasure had dissipated a little, providing me with a second to recover.
On the other hand, he knew exactly what he was doing and what he needed to do, moving in short but bottom-of-the-ocean deep thrusts, crushing me before I even got to catch my first breath.
He was so focused it scared me, letting the silvery piercing of his tongue show between his lips as he jabbed himself further, only to exit completely in the next seconds.
Was he done!?
Foolish question, since the next instant he pushed himself back deep into me stretching me once again, and then he repeatedandrepeated again.
