Two

I took a quick look around the room, surveying the details. In the middle was a huge four poster canopy bed with wooden columns designed in intricate carvings. A plush chair was placed a few feet away from the bed while the wall on the right was adorned with whips, ropes, cuffs, dildos, vibrators and other various devices designed for kinky pleasure. On the other side of the room sat a St. Andrew's cross and a whipping bench. I turned to Masen, my eyes raking him from head to toe before looking into the hooded green eyes that assessed me.

"How do you want me?" I asked huskily.

"First, I want you to take off your dress, leaving only your underwear and heels on. Then I want you to grab a blindfold, sit in the chair and put it on." Heat coursed through my body, thrilled to see what he had in store for me. I slowly slipped off my dress, giving him a little show. His eyes got darker while he watched the dress glide down my body until it was pooled around my feet. He groaned when he saw my nipple piercings, so I decided to tease him a little. I slightly pinched my nipples, imagining it was his hands touching me. I closed my eyes and let out a soft moan. "Fuck," he whispered harshly before continuing, "Marie go get the blindfold and sit in that chair. Now."

I instantly stopped at his harsh demand and looked at his face. Masen looked animalistic, his eyes wild and untamed with liquid fire. He was the predator and I his prey. I could cum just looking at his face, that's how aroused he had me. He wanted to dominate me and I wanted him to badly, so I did what I was told. I sat patiently in the chair, waiting for him to take the next step. My body buzzed with anticipation, my mind clouded with lust. I've never had this type of reaction to any man before and it kind of freaked me out but I blocked it out of my mind. The only thing I wanted to think about was pleasure.

I gasped as he suddenly flipped me over so that my head was hanging over the edge of the chair while my legs rested over the back of it. He adjusted my legs, placing them on each side, opening me up to him and put a pillow under my head. I heard the rustling of fabric and clink of a belt being undone. My breathing increased when I heard his zipper being pulled down. I knew what he was about to do and I shivered. I heard the soft thud of his knees hit the floor, feeling him lean over my body.

"Damn, your soaking wet," he said as he began to massage me through my thong.

"Please. . .make me cum." I begged, something I never did.

"I intend to make you cum, more than once." He said it with such determination and my body quivered. I moaned when he pulled the offensive material away from my aching flesh.

"Holy fuck, you have your clit pierced too?" He said rhetorically before he clamped his lips over my throbbing flesh, sucking on it hard. My hips raised slightly off the couch as I moaned out loud in satisfaction. At the same time, he pressed his cock on my lips and I took him in greedily. He hummed his approval, increasing the speed of his tongue and the thrust of his gloriously thick cock into my mouth. My body was engulfed in flames of desire and I was on the precipice of a huge orgasm. I began to suck harder, hollowing my cheeks out as I deepthroated him with every pass of his hips.

"I'm gonna cum in that hot fucking mouth of yours and I want you to cum in mine. . .right. . . fucking. . .NOW!" Masen commanded before going back down sucking on my clit hard, scraping his teeth against it. That did me in. I came like a speeding freight train, my moans vibrating against his cock. He thrust in one last time, lodging his cock in my throat as he roared out his hot release into my mouth, coating my throat. I swallowed what I could but the rest trickled out the sides of my mouth. He took a few deep recovering breaths before pulling himself out of my mouth and gently grabbed me by the shoulders to lift me up. He flipped my limp body back into a sitting position before taking the blindfold off.

"If your mouth feels that good, I could only imagine how that pussy is going to feel," he said huskily, taking his fingers and gathering the cum that leaked out of my mouth.

"Open up," he ordered and proceeded to put his fingers in my mouth. I sucked on them, staring into his eyes as I licked off the sticky residue. He tasted good, sweet and salty. Masen released his fingers with a pop and kissed me hungrily. He sucked on my tongue, our flavors intermingling. My brain was frazzled and my body was on sensory overload. He held me against his bare chest as he lifted me up. I wrapped my legs around him and he carried me over to the bed. He ripped my thongs clean off my body, discarding his boxers in the process. I looked down at his massive cock, the head dripping with pre-cum.

"You like what you see?" He asked, wrapping his hand around it, pumping into his fist slowly. I groaned and nodded my head, too overcome with lust to respond. He flashed me a crooked smile, reaching into the glass container full of condoms on the bedside table. He pulled out a gold foil packet, tore it open and put it on.

"Get on your hands and knees." I quickly complied, ready for him to take me any way he wanted. I felt him climb up behind me, spreading me open. "Your pussy is so wet for me, Marie," he whispered as he began to tease my clit with the head of his cock. I moaned wantonly, loving the sweet torturous pleasure he created against the sensitive bundle of nerves. Without warning he thrust deep into me, causing us to moan in unison. He pumped in and out of my wet channel at a even pace, taking me closer to the brink with each pass. Moans and the slapping of skin, our heavy breathing increased, our pleasure echoing in waves throughout the room.

"Oh. . .my. . .fuck yes. . .just like. . . that," I screamed out as he picked up the pace. He pushed me down to lean on my elbows, causing my back to arch. In this position, he reached deeper and I could barely breathe. He was hitting that sweet spot constantly and I knew that this orgasm was going to be brutal.

"I feel you clamping on my cock. Do you want to cum?"

"Oh. . .god yes. I'm sooooo. . .fucking close. . ." I begged. His words brought me closer to the release I needed.

"Then cum for me Marie. Cum on my fucking cock NOW!"

"Yes, yes, yes. . .MASEN!" I screamed as I came hard, my body convulsing in multiple orgasms. I felt liquid shoot out of me, dripping down my legs and soaking the bed .

"That's so fucking hot, you squirting all over my cock," he said harshly smacking my ass. His thrusts became uneven and I knew he was about to cum. He thrust into me two more times before stilling, moaning out a quick "fuck" as he came. We both collapsed onto the bed, desperately trying to control our breathing. That was the best sex I've ever had and I was exhausted but sated. Once I calmed down from the aftershocks of the earth shattering orgasms I had, I climbed off the bed and gathered up my dress, putting it back on. Masen pulled off the full condom, tying up the end and tossed it in the trash.

"That was. . ." he started.

"I know." There was no need to say anything; the feeling was definitely mutual. I turned to walk away, denying my body and its urges. I wanted to fuck him over and over but I didn't do repeats. Repeats came with feelings and I didn't do those either. I wouldn't do that anymore, not after what happened with Jacob. He was the reason why I didn't do relationships, why I had meaningless sex with different people every weekend. No attachments, no problems was what I lived by and I wasn't going to change that for the fuck of a lifetime.

"Hey," he called after me and I turned back to look at him. "Thanks for your time, I really needed that."

"No problem," I replied before walking out the room, leaving the best lay I've ever had behind, never looking back.