I feel his teeth scratching me even through the fabric. My hands are in his hair, imploring him to do it again, wanting him to keep wanting me.
He grabs me by the arse again and lifts me up, keeping me pressed tightly up against him as he slides his dominating tongue into my mouth, nearly suffocating me.
He carries me over to the bed and lies me down. He takes off his underwear and stands before me, completely naked.
The sight of his hard, statuesque body thrills something between my legs, encouraging me to open them for him. I’m shameless, and I want to feel him inside me right now.
He lowers himself onto me and I lean into him, waiting for him to invade me with his tongue, but he pulls back and gets on his knees in front of me.
I’m afraid he’s going to back away, but I won’t let him.
I sit up too, and bring my hands behind my back to undo my bra. Then I let the straps fall down my arms before throwing it to the floor.
His eyes flash with desire.
“Is this really what you want?” he says panting.
I nod.
“No, Riley. I need to hear it.”
“Yes,” I murmur.
He throws himself on top of me, pushing me backwards, and starts kissing me again, devouring me with his lips and pinning me down with his body. His hands slide down my face and run over my skin. His mouth follows, and when he touches one of my breasts, I arch my back instinctively, offering myself to him.
He takes a nipple between his teeth and stops to look me in the eyes, stopping my breath.
And then he bites me. Hard.
I yell from the pain and the pleasure as he continues to torment me with his tongue and his teeth. He fills his other hand with my other breast, taking the nipple in his fingers.
He pinches, pulls it.
He looks at me again.
He keeps me tied to him. He holds me hostage with his eyes and his body. He’s telling me he can do what he wants with me. And I’m here to let him have his way.
He leaves my chest and brings both his hands to the waistband of my jeans and with one rip, pulls both the jeans and my underwear off, tossing them to the floor.
I am completely naked, splayed out on his bed.
His eyes devour every inch of my body. He caresses my leg, lingering his way up to my inner thigh. Just brushing against me up there almost makes me shout out. He plays with his thumb on my clit, and slides a finger inside of me.
I ball up the sheets tightly in my hands and let myself go to him.
There is nothing left in my mind.
The only thing I can think of is the heat of his hand, his finger calling to me and his body that is demanding it.
“Riley…I have to have you, now,” he says between his teeth before taking my hips and pushing into me powerfully and deeply.
And as he fills me with his body, I feel completely emptied of myself.
