"We're going to New York City tomorrow." Rob informed Kristen, nonchalantly as they smoked a joint in her bed.

"Excuse me? "

"You heard me. You better start preparing because our flight leaves at 8 am. We'll be staying five nights. I have a meeting with the executives of Remember Me, the film I'm mak-"

Kristen cut him off. "I'm aware of the movie, Rob. But please do enlighten me as to why I'm joining you."

Rob didn't respond. He continued smoking the joint and once it was properly put out, he kissed Kristen with great force. His hands descended from her face, to her neck, continuing down to her thigh. While teasingly tracing lines along the inside of her thigh, he whispered for her to shut up.

Kristen looked down at his hand and squirmed.

"Rob…" Kristen pleaded with him.

"You are the only person I enjoy being around. That is why you are coming along. Is that ok, Kristen?"

His lips softly touched hers, his left hand grabbing her shoulder, as he carefully slid his tongue into her mouth. Kristen responded by kissing him harder until they were both gasping for air.

Rob's eyes met hers, waiting for her response. She nodded sheepishly before lifting her hips slightly, silently begging him to end the torturous game.

Deciding it was time to take matters into her own hands, Kristen tore her t-shirt off, thrilled that she had made the decision to not wear a bra and hurried to untie her sweat pants.

Rob chuckled, "Slow down." His hands wandered to each of her bare breasts, making her moan in anticipation. She almost screamed when she felt his mouth close over her hardened nipple and began sucking. He kissed a trail to her other breast and started the process over. She could sense urgency building by the way he pressed his lower body roughly against her.

"Oh God, Kris…" Rob moaned while kissing her breast.

Kristen was clasping the sides of the headboard in effort to maintain some control. Rob's hand met her core and he rubbed furiously at the damp material.

This time when Kristen rushed to remove her pants, there was no protest to slow down coming from Rob.

She attempted to say something but when two of his fingers dove inside her, she couldn't even remember her name. He slid his fingers in and out while his mouth clamped down on her clit. His tongue swirled around her bud while his fingers worked her from the inside. Kristen could feel her arousal pooling out beneath her.

Rob abruptly sat up and shoved his pants down, removing his underwear and socks as he went.

"Kris, I can't wait for you any longer. I'm sorr-" Rob stopped speaking mid-sentence when he caught a glimpse of Kristen.

Kristen was backing away, frantically. "Rob, y-you are…big and I'm n-not..umm…that experienced…"

Rob brought his hands to each side of her face, placed several gentle kisses on her lips in effort to relax her.

"I won't hurt you, Kris. Trust me." Their eyes locked and Rob wedged his knee between her legs, spreading them wide. As he settled between her thighs, he kissed her fiercely.

He proceeded to rub his dick up and down against her core then ever so slightly began pressing his tip into her entrance.

"Take your hand and open yourself up to me."

"W-what?"

"Do it. Right now, Kristen." Rob stared down at her with a firm look on his face. With trembling hands, Kristen obeyed. She reached between them and used her hands to open herself, completely. She had never felt so vulnerable in her life. Rob gradually thrust into her, making Kristen sob with need.

"Spread your legs wider, Kristen. Now rub your clit but don't cum."

Yet again Kristen obeyed. The time for shyness was long gone and she relaxed against the pillows, the rest of the world fading away as she followed the instructions given. She couldn't help but rub herself the way she preferred most, despite the warning Rob had given her. She squeezed it between her thumb and index finger, occasionally grinding against her fist.

"R-rob..Oh god..I need to..please.."

Rob jerked her hand away, clasping her wrist in his hand while placing it above her head and deliberately thrust into her to avoid hitting her clit. He wanted Kristen to be sobbing with need.

Rob pounded into her merciless as she tightened her inner walls. "Fuck," Rob hissed as his thrust became deeper, making circular motions once completely inside.

She screamed when Rob did this, if it weren't for the look of pure ecstasy on her face, he would have been alarmed.

He knew it was time. He reached down and pinched her clit, hard. Kristen moaned, continuing to rock her hips.

"Come for me, Kris." When he bit down on her neck, Kristen lost all control. She swore she saw stars at that moment while moaning his name, loudly.

Rob slammed into her one final time, burying himself deep inside as he let go. He fisted his hand in Kristen's hair as he allowed the spasms to flow through his body.

He collapsed against her, inhaling as he buried his face into her hair. No one in the world smelled as good as Kristen.

Slowly, Kristen entered reality. There had never been a sexual encounter which compared to this. She had given up complete control and followed his every command. She never thought of herself as a submission person but with the amount of trust she had in Rob, it was nice to let go and have someone else direct her.

Mumbling curse words, Rob pulled out and moved onto his stomach, pulling Kristen with him. Within moments both were asleep.

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