YES! My brain screams the moment he pushes forcefully into me, though only the slightest of gasps comes out. My fingers reach out searching for something to hang onto once the onslaught of his thrusts begin.
This is what I wanted, even on that first night. The power, the beast, all of it unleashed in a fury. Flesh against flesh, empathy to empathy, out bodies joined as one. It's incredible, unlike anything I've ever felt before. I want him so badly, I don't want him to ever stop.
Pleasure is already rapidly building, making me moan louder each time he slams against me. It's still not close enough. If i had any sense of my mind at the moment I would laugh because it's an absurd notion considering what we're doing already. Too bad I'm already past the point of sanity.
I'm on all fours in front of him, the fingers of his one hand digging into my hip. I push back, the tie loosens from my throat, allowing air to fully fill my lungs once again. My sweat slicked back presses against the hairs on his chest. I groan at the skin to skin contact. The sensations of his passion seeping even stronger into my pores.
My head leans back, my mouth barely able to reach his jaw. I swipe my tongue across the stubble, the taste of salt and him greeting me along the way. My teeth graze the flesh there while my hands reach back and dig into his legs.
I've never been taken like this before, so thoroughly fucked on a primal level. No thinking or calculating the next method of manipulation. All that matters is this and the pleasure that he is bringing me. Oh God is there pleasure. I'm addicted to this already, the violence and power is intoxicating, heightening every sensation.
I'm drawing blood from him, I can feel it across my finger tips. He likes the pain. So do i. "Harder...."
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Date: 2010-01-15 08:55 am (UTC)From:This is what I wanted, even on that first night. The power, the beast, all of it unleashed in a fury. Flesh against flesh, empathy to empathy, out bodies joined as one. It's incredible, unlike anything I've ever felt before. I want him so badly, I don't want him to ever stop.
Pleasure is already rapidly building, making me moan louder each time he slams against me. It's still not close enough. If i had any sense of my mind at the moment I would laugh because it's an absurd notion considering what we're doing already. Too bad I'm already past the point of sanity.
I'm on all fours in front of him, the fingers of his one hand digging into my hip. I push back, the tie loosens from my throat, allowing air to fully fill my lungs once again. My sweat slicked back presses against the hairs on his chest. I groan at the skin to skin contact. The sensations of his passion seeping even stronger into my pores.
My head leans back, my mouth barely able to reach his jaw. I swipe my tongue across the stubble, the taste of salt and him greeting me along the way. My teeth graze the flesh there while my hands reach back and dig into his legs.
I've never been taken like this before, so thoroughly fucked on a primal level. No thinking or calculating the next method of manipulation. All that matters is this and the pleasure that he is bringing me. Oh God is there pleasure. I'm addicted to this already, the violence and power is intoxicating, heightening every sensation.
I'm drawing blood from him, I can feel it across my finger tips. He likes the pain. So do i. "Harder...."