“Walk,” he says again.
“And then what?”
“And then I’m going to peel that underwear off and fuck you from behind. I’m going to bend you over the bed and worship your beautiful pussy. Is that something you want?”
“That sounds… acceptable.”
“Walk.”
I take a few steps, and a few more. He stays back, rapt, lips parted and his tongue hanging out. His hand moves up and down his dick slowly.
Fuck.
My heart’s pounding as I reach the bedroom. He keeps his distance, watching intently, and I feel his eyes. I pause, looking back, and tug the panties down over my ass, ever so slightly.
That breaks him. He comes at me, roughly drags me to the bed, and bends me over as promised.
“I didn’t tell you to take them off,” he says eagerly, hand snapping down on my butt cheek hard. I yelp in shock. “And now your punishment.”
“Liam!”
Another spank. And another, and another, until his fingers find my pussy again, grazing and rubbing. The pleasure that hits me is like a hurricane. I arch into him, greedy for more.
“That’s my girl,” he whispers, nipping at my neck and my ear. “Tell me you want me to fuck you, love.”
“I want it. But please don’t make me wear dirty panties anymore.”
“I’ll make you wear what I want when I want, and I think you’ll do it.”
“Why?”
“Because you like this as much as I do, sick girl.”
He shoves me down and drops to his knees. I glance over my shoulder as he peels off my panties, tosses them aside, and spreads me wide.
His tongue laps at me from behind.
Fuck that feels so good. He licks and licks, moaning as he does it, before fisting my hair and sliding deep inside again.
Already rock hard.
I buck and arch into him, wanting every inch to push in deep. I moan his name as he fucks me, rough this time, not holding back. Each thrust is meant to break me, and I want more. I welcome him to fucking try.
He grinds into me like that. It’s sweaty and feels incredible, so much I can hardly breathe. His mouth finds mine over my shoulder and kisses me, tasting me, his fingers reaching around to stroke at my clit. I melt into him, fall over the edge, tumble into blackness, and come on his big dick like it’s the onlypleasure left in the world, clinging to the feeling as he fills me, again and again, moaning as his warmth spreads inside. He kisses me eagerly, and when we’re done, we collapse together on top of the sheets, his arms holding me tight to his chest.
I close my eyes and focus on breathing.
“When I saw you in my lobby, I wouldn’t let myself believe,” he whispers, and his voice sounds thick with tiredness. “I half hoped. But I didn’t think you’d want this again.”
“I didn’t. But I also did.”
“When you come into my bed, love, I need you to be sure.”
“Don’t worry.” I roll and touch his cheek. “I was sure.”
“Good, because I’m a selfish man, but an honest one. I want you to stay the night.”
I hesitate, biting my cheek. I have work in the morning. My parents might notice if I don’t come home again.
