Blindfolded, I don’t know when his next kiss or touch is going to come. The anticipation makes my skin hypersensitive. I’m a trigger waiting to be pulled.
CHAPTER 10 - DIMA
Mygodhe’sperfectand so fucking responsive. He looks like he has lost his mind, his head rolling from side to side, sweat covering his upper lip, his bottom lip red from him biting down on it so hard. I can hardly understand his babbling in between the sexy as fuck moans he is giving me. I can't get enough.
“Relax, beautiful, I've got you. Now, turn over for me and you'll get your reward.”
I lift up onto my knees so he can move onto his stomach. It takes him some effort but he does it.I look down at that perfect globe of a meaty ass. Fuck I need to eat it, need to claim it.
I begin by licking down the center of his back as if I’m kissing his mouth. Every time he moves, his ass catches my cock, which is begging to get in on the action. Lower and lower I move down until I am at the ripe as fuck cheeks where I give a bite and suck. I need to mark him.He has completely lost himself now, pushing his ass into my face. His whimpers escalate to pleading sobs, on the verge of tears. I gently put my fingers in between his cheeks and pull out the plug. He yelps, but with the way he is wiggling his hole at me, he wants to be filled.
I sit up on my haunches and with my right hand I swiftly smack his left ass cheek, the jiggle and reddened skin awaken my possessive hunger. I do it again on the other cheek making him shout out for more.
“Well, well, well, my dirty slut loves a spanking. You are full of surprises.”
He can only groan. He grips onto the rope that ties his hands so hard the skin starts to break. I repeat two more slaps on each cheek in quick succession, the sound of skin-to-skin contact echoes off the walls. I rub my palm over the stark-red handprint and I want to tattoo these marks on him so he knows who he belongs to.
Seb is shaking so hard that I worry for a second. I have never seen a response like his. It's like every touch ignites a fire inside him. How far could I push his limits? But that's for another day.
“Fuck me, Dima … I need you to fuck me,” he cries, his voice hoarse from overuse. All that defiance is long gone, replaced with this needy and greedy man who not long ago was begging to leave my bed.
“No, baby, I’m not fucking you tonight with my cock. I want to save that for a more, let's say, special time. But don't worry, pet, I will look after you,” I croon. Yeah, croon at him like he is a helpless damsel in distress.
Seb is far from a damsel. He is nearly the same height as me, maybe an inch shorter, not as muscular or broad, but I can tell he can hold his own. Yet, I can't help feeling protective as crazy as it sounds. He was made for me. God help anyone who thinks they can touch him. He brings out the beast in me that will tear anyone apart who tries to take him away.
I move my body down and rest my face in between his spread thighs and pull his cheeks apart.I am in Heaven. His hole is smooth and pink; it looks so tight and is winking at me, begging me to taste it and to pop that divine virgin cherry. Who am I to say no?
Without any warning, I dive in to dine on the most gorgeous peach I've tasted. There is no finesse. I eat his hole like I have been starved of food. I hum in delight at his flavor, hitting my tongue. I push my tongue into his hole at a greedy pace which makes him cry out so loud I know my brother will hear him from downstairs. I slurp around his entrance, prodding my tongue past his tight ring as saliva drips down my chin onto his taint, creating a pool of wet in the sheets. The headboard rattles against the wall as Seb pushes himself harder onto my tongue.
“Ohhhhhh fuccckkkk, D. There, fuck yeah, faster, oh god, oh god D-Dima, I think I’m gonna cum. Oh, oh,oh…hnnnggghh…”
If I’m not careful, I'm gonna tip over the edge too with the noises he is making. Ass has never tasted this good.I move back and flip him over. As soon as he is on his back, I suck his cock down my throat and swallow. He takes a sharp intake of breath, and his entire lower body raises off the bed, thrusting to the back of my mouth. Shit his dick is just as delicious as the rest of him.
“Dima! Shit…oh fuck, I’m coming. Oh fuuuccckk.” His cries continue on one long moan.
Jets and jets of warm cum pump down my throat and it's the best tasting meal. I'm officially addicted. I continue to lick around his sensitive head as he shakes uncontrollably beneath me. I don’t think I’ve seen an orgasm this powerful before and it makes me feel like a God.
I sit up over his body and Seb is completely out of it. I'm not sure he even knows where he is, but I need him to focus. I need to nut and I need him to remember who just made him fall apart.
“Look at me, beautiful, look at me while I cum all over you. Watch me.”
He slowly opens his eyes at half-mast but keeps them on me. He looks like he is floating off into another world, his body totally limp and exhausted. His face is wet and red. His eyes unfocused.
I start panting, rubbing my dick faster and faster from tip to shaft, pre-cum making it glide easier, fuck. I can feel my orgasm from my spine and in my balls. Even my fucking toes are tingling. I pinch the slit at the end of my cock, making me growl. Seb licks his bitten red lips and that move alone pushes me over.
“Shit baby…oh shit…arrggghhh,” I say.
With a loud roar from the deepest parts of my chest, ropes of my cum squirt all over his pecs and neck like a geyser. His eyes are barely open but there’s a small smile on his lips. He looks like a man who is sated, he looks like a dream.
He looks like mine.
I am never letting him go.
CHAPTER 11 - SEB
Iopenmyeyesand confusion takes over my foggy brain. Was last night a dream or a nightmare?As I move, I notice that I am still in Dima’s bed, but I’m alone.The ropes and blindfold have gone, no evidence to prove that what happened here last night was real.
I sit up and stretch my arms over my head. I’m sore today after being tied up for so long and my stomach is cramping like a bitch. It hits me I haven't eaten since yesterday morning before being abducted by that dick.I need a piss and I need food. I notice on the chair are some jeans and a t- shirt that look an awful lot like mine. Must be what I was wearing yesterday. I get up and go to the ridiculously large attached bathroom that's bigger than my entire apartment. I take a piss and wash my face. Looking in the mirror I sigh. I have a few bruises around the side of my neck which I don't remember Dima doing. My hair looks like a bird's nest and my face looks like I had a night on the town and am now suffering the consequences.
