Chapter Ten
She had climbed on top of him while he was sleeping and was completely naked when he opened his blue eyes to peer at her. He had somehow been stripped as well and she was kissing his exposed chest. He wanted to yell at her to stop. They could never be happy together because of what he was. She continued however and he couldn't move so he had to endure the teasing. He vowed that once he was untied he would kill Wilson for subjecting him to such torture. She moved slowly down his body, pausing to dip her tongue into his belly button. He squirmed under her, panting hard and trying to find the inner strength to tell her to get off of him. Her breasts were so appealing though.
She slid down his body and took is erect penis into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it in a manner that made him want to scream her name. He hated the fact that she had this power over him. He wanted her to continue, but knew that if she did so, they would be doomed. He wouldn't be able to stop himself from devouring her, body, mind and soul.
She did continue, however, and he tried to find his voice. She bobbed her head up and down, sliding her wet mouth over his cock deliciously. She was just as perfect as he had imagined as she brought him to the edge of sanity. She stopped before he could finish however and replaced her mouth with her warm, dripping wet pussy. He couldn't breathe properly as she slid down onto him, her body molding around his length wonderfully.
She began to move along him and he could no longer resist. He threw back his head and cried out her name. She smiled at him, riding him hard and fast until the both came. She lay beside him and he looked at her through bloodshot eyes, wanting desperately to be what she needed him to be. She trusted him; he saw it in her eyes. He said nothing as she wrapped herself around him. He was beyond control now, and there was no way that Wilson would be able to stop him. No one could stop him now that he had fully experienced her.