Disclaimer: Whaddaya know. Still not mine. *sigh*
PART II
His mouth devoured mine in a hot frenzied passion that could be rivaled by none. His touch set my body aflame, and I burned with desire. All for him. All because of him. My head fell back, as incoherence overtook my mind, my thoughts becoming a jumbled mess as I surrendered to the pleasure he was causing me to experience.
"Aahhhh......"
I bit my lip as I tried in vain to be quiet. He smirked.
"Now,now, sweetheart don't hold back, or you won't like the consequences."
The contrast of the use of an endearment and a threat hit me hard, and somehow only served to fuel my passion. I gave him a low sounding growl which intensified as his mouth replaced his fingers. Licking and sucking at my core he began twirling his tongue around my clit, kissing my nether lips as he kissed my mouth. Hot, hungry and passionate he devoured my core. It was an incredible sensation, and before I knew it my release dangling just out of reach. I bit back another scream, only to find myself whining in frustration as he pulled away abruptly, just as my impending release seemed that much closer. I all but screamed at the loss.
"I told you that you wouldn't like the consequences, now, scream for me my bitch." He whispered, his breath hot on my ear.
With a roll of his hips he was abruptly sheathed inside of me. True to his word, I screamed. Or at least I tried to. My mouth hung open, though the sounds refused to come out. He felt even bigger than he looked and I was sure that I was going to split in half. It wasn't like I was a virgin, but it still hurt all the same.
"Oh God.." he cried out, as he filled me.
He immediately set a fast pace that rocked me to my very bones. His moans and groans mingled with mine as we were dragged down into the bowels of our erotic ecstasy. The sound of flesh against flesh filled the room along with our screams, grunts, and groans of pleasure. He grabbed my legs and placed them on his shoulders, allowing him to go deeper.
"Yes. Baby. More." I panted in time with his thrusts.
He growled in response and nipped sharply at my leg as he complied with my wishes.
"Fuck..." he gritted out between clenched teeth. "So good..."
He pounded into my body so hard that if he went any harder I was sure I would break. He was branding me, making sure I knew I was his as his whole body slammed against mine with each thrust.
"You. Are. Mine. Understand bitch? Promise me I'm the only one. I will always be the only one."
Though each word was either separated by a groan or compounded by a thrust I knew instinctively that he needed this reassurance. He wanted me for good. I had the power to banish his doubts and destroy his insecurities, however, I was having a bit of trouble sorting through the muddled mess of thoughts in my mind in order to give him an answer. It was too much. It was too intense. And I was so close.
He grabbed a handful of hair and tugged, hard.
"FUCKING PROMISE!" He roared.
I would have agreed to anything then. I was so close...
"YES! FUCK! I'M YOURS!" I was practically sobbing as I yelled the words to him. So close so close so close.
He angled himself to hit my sweetspot and I saw stars.
"YES! Good bitch, now … cum for me."
Incoherence overtook me as my release hit me with the force of a runaway freight train. Yes!
"GOD YES!" I cried out for a higher power just as he had. I managed to wonder if I was too far gone for even God to help me. I'm pretty sure I was.
A thin layer of sweat covered us both as we were both driven to the peak of ecstasy. My walls rippled around him and our bodies began to tense as each of our climaxes hit hard. I was sure that his scream could have been heard halfway to hell. My own scream echoed his as wave after wave of rapturous pleasure coursed through my body, gradually slowing down as my climax ended.
Our bodies and minds still not back from our orgasm induced highs we opted to cuddle until coherent thought could reach us. He pulled me down beside him and positioned me (with what must have been much effort) so that I was spooned against him. Wrapping his arms around my waist, he pulled the covers up over us as I got comfortable. Vaguely I realized how right I had been... Sex. Is. Power.
"Rest sweetheart. You'll need it..."
... And I wouldn't change it for the world.
I wrote you copious amounts of smut. How about a review? Or two?
