Captive

My room smelled of scotch and Sidney, overwhelming enough for my head to spin. His dizzying kisses and love bites between my legs were just too much that I had to bite my lips to avoid moaning too loud. My knees trembled and I almost fell back on the bed if it weren’t for his hand on the back of my thighs.

Pausing briefly, he looked up and said, “shirt, now.”

Letting go of his hair, I took off my shirt and threw it across the room. With some reluctance, he got up to his feet and kissed me for all he was worth. We tumbled onto my bed, with me splayed naked on my back and Sidney undressing with feverish haste at my side. Sitting on his heels, he ran his fingers over my folds and slowly dipped two inside. In and out he moved his fingers at first, then he started changing angles and directions. It felt so good that I forced his hand deeper.

He turned his focus away to look at me. He licked his lips then bit his lower, plump lip. I yanked him down with his chain and kissed him hard. His fingers paused for two seconds before he started stroking me again, and this time, his thumb found my clit. I moaned against his lips. My insides clenching, needing more of him.

“More,” I moaned.

He drew his fingers out before going back in with more this time. I was ready, more than ready. He was being too careful and I didn’t want him to.

I pulled away from his insistent mouth, panting like he was.

“Fuck me, now,” I whispered my order and he nodded.

The sound of his fingers leaving me was so hot and I couldn’t wait for him to be inside again, this time, with more than his fingers. As he fetched a condom from his pants, I tried to focus on my breathing to calm all the anticipation. My parents were only a floor up.

My chest rose and fell as I watched him put on the condom ever so slowly on his hard dick. He gave it a couple of pumps as his fingers went back to work. My throat felt dry and stomach tied in knots – a mix of arousal and nerves were to blame.

“I’m ready,” I rasped. Maybe this will reassure him and he will go for it.

He gulped and said, “how about you go on top? This way you can control the pace.”

Without a word, we shifted into position and I straddled him. We’ve been in this position once before, when I only rubbed myself against him – that was the extent of it.

“Do whatever you want, baby. I’m all yours,” he said huskily.

He was giving me all the reigns and I liked it. I suspected this won’t happen too often in the future so I might as well enjoy it. I started rubbing my slick folds along his dick. It felt oh so good. Soft groans escaped his lips as he palmed my breasts and squeezed not so gently.

When the friction was no longer enough, I held to the base of his cock and guided it to where it belongs. His eyes shut and his lips parted as soon as his tip started to make its way in. I lowered myself carefully, aware of the tension and the stretching he was inflicting. God that position felt so good. I pursed my lips and squeezed my eyes shut, focusing on not screaming out from pleasure.

“You… okay?” he asked, his voice strained.

I nodded frantically as I took more of him in. My thighs burned as I was trying to hold back from sliding down all the way, knowing that it will hurt. His hands that were busy kneading and twisting my nipples found their way to my hips. He jerked underneath me; my slow movements were likely a tease. His fingers dug into my skin, urging me on. I obliged and started to move a little faster, with his dick still not fully inside.

He must have like that, his body said that much. Mine was buzzing from the intense feeling. I picked up my rhythm and made it all the way to where my folds reached his base. He released a throaty groan that was mixed with one of my own.

“Fuck, you feel so good, so good,” he managed to say between breaths.

“Too good… ” I started saying, ending with a long moan when his hips up moved up to meet mine.

Anything that felt this good had to be forbidden. And just when I thought it couldn’t feel any better, he licked his thumb and found my clit. Around and around he went, until I couldn’t move anymore. That was not an issue as his dick continued to drive upward into me. I held on to his thighs, with my back arching and head falling back, opening up myself further for him.

I heard another “fuck” and felt his thrusts getting harder and harder. But I was floating, living an out-of-body experience that clouded my mind and brought tears to my eyes. And then, everything crashed around me. A wave of immense pleasure took over my every sense, tingling my skin, deafening my ears, obscuring my vision. My body went limp as Sidney drove home one more time before tensing up and groaning loud, as tremor after tremor rocked his body, arching his back and neck towards me.
Once he was done shaking, his head hit the pillow. His eyes went wide and his hands found mine.

“Are you okay?” he whispered.

I smiled and nodded my head lazily. I was still on top, with his dick inside of me. My hands on his stomach supported my exhausted body. He brought me down to his chest, our bodies still connected. We both caught our breath and sighed at the same time.

I chuckled and drew circles on his right pec. With my chin on his chest, I looked into his half-open eyes and said, “that was… wow.”

“yeah,” he said, stroking my hair.

I felt my eyelids dropping. “I love you” was the last thing I remember before falling into a deep sleep.

Notes

Spicy chapter. More to come soon!