His hands ease off my hips but the skin still tingles where his
fingers were dug into me holding me in place, I lay there for a moment
eyes closed, breathing heavy I can feel Jack moving at the end of the
bed.
I catch my breath, when the spasams stop running through my body sit up and release my arms from the post.
I turn and face him his mouth wet covered in me, he leans in kissing me deeply letting me taste myself on him.
He pulls away looking at me for a moment before he unties my
hands, his movments urgent now pulling off my blouse and bra disgarding
them on the floor, his pants follow not far behind.
I look up at him as the feeling comes back to my wrists; he stands
over the bed looking down on me, as I stand he turns me around I feel
the tie from his robe back on my wrists binding tightly, his body
pressed against mine before he takes a step back
pulling me with him.
I feel him moving around behind me, his eyes feel like they are
burning into my skin and he starts circling me keeping just out of my
reach, occasionally adjusting me a light slap making me stand
straighter, tilting my head, his foot between my legs knocking
them apart.
He steps in a little closer but still just out of reach.
The back of his hand runs gently down my face as I stand there waiting breathing shallow,body tense.
His hand travels down my neck over my chest brushing over my nipple
sending a jolt through me, imediatly stiffening under his touch,
running down to my stomach, holding there before flipping over palm down
feeling warm against me before finishing its journey
downward dipping between my parted legs making me gasp, my body
instinctivly wanting to step away where I am still so sensetive, his
fingers running along me making my legs weak, before entering me.
His other hand travels up my body, squeezing at my behind before
continuing to trail upwards to the back of my neck where he stops hand
held lightly there whilst his fingers continue to play and tease me he
goes to kiss my neck bringing me back around
as I instinctivly try to move away, bringing me back around making me
aware of him watching me, enjoying seeing me squorm under his hands.
After what seems like an age he moves his hand still on the back of
my neck but his fingers from between my legs I gasp and whimper out of
frustration look around watching him, waiting I need to feel him in me
so much, he moves in right behind me I can
feel him hard pressed against my back my hands still tied trying to
reach and touch him, leaning back slightly my hips move a slow circle
rubbing against him.
He points at the bed, his mouth clise to my ear "on your knees" he growls.
I don't hesitate lowering myself down onto the bed head down
turned to the side a perfect view in the mirror, my back arched high
arms still tied behind me I wait,watching him as he moves behind me,
pressed against me his hands again finding there way
to my hips, fingers digging in before he slowly enters me making us both
gasp, he holds for a moment and I can't help but admire him in the
mirrors reflection, my pale skin against him, his body perfect pressed
against mine as he kneels burried deep in me.
He starts moving then slowly and teasingly at first each stroke
driving me mad seemingly taking forever, his hands start to travel up my
body which responds in all the right ways, his touch feels lile a
thousand tiny pin pricks across my skin and is far
from unpleasent.
I watch as he stops moving, still inside me his hand stops its
exploration moving back and raising, I extinctivly know whats about to
happen and my body tenses waiting as his hand comes down on my ass but
the pre warning does not stop the gasp escaping
my lips, or the perfect glowing red hand print appearing on my skin.
I see a cheeky smirk appear on his face as he watches my reaction
in the mirror and can't help failing at hiding the smile that appears on
my own.
The next slap is loud in the room as skin meets skin and harder
than the last, the strength of it making the other cheek burn knowing it
will hurt later, making me cry out and my body try to move away, it is
only forgotten as he thrusts deep in me making
me moan in pleasure.
He quickly seems to establish a pattern alternating between strikes
and thrusts and it feels amazing each thrust like a balm fir the
previous strike making me firget about the stinging on my niw very red
behind, but I cannot help but giggle too, and as
it escapes my lips I see his eyebrows raise.
He stops for a second hand reachi g instead for the ties that are
binding my wrists, pulling me up and backwards making me grit my teeth
and cry out cursing under my breath.
Not at all put off holding me there, with one hand he begins to
quicken hos pace, pushing deeper and harder into me, I can see tbe look
on his face the determination in his eyes his hand occasionally coming
down on my all ready stinging ass, no time now
to play games as my body jolts.under his hand, each thrust feeling
deeper and harder than the last, I feel every inch of him as he drills
into me the sound of heavy breathing, mixed with skin meeting skin seems
to spur him on faster and harder and I feel myself
tensing around him.
I don't want him to stop I want to feel him in me in everyway.
He slows a little after a while, easing his grip on the ties but
there is no way that is going to happen, I pull my hands away from him
and begin to meet each of his movements pushing back into him, a rocking
motion that soon builds into a pattern and
I don't ease up he is practically doubled over me his body pressed
against mine I can feel the heat from his skin hear every breath lous in
my ear as I continue to grind myself onto him, meeting each movment of
his so he pushes all the way in, he feels so good
inside of me I need this to continue now I want him like this and I know
he wants it too.
After a moment he seems to regain himself, once again taking
control, holding onto my arms he pushes into me harder than before
making me cry out, the next thrust just as hard as the last again
building up a pattern this time he doesn't ease, the noise
in the room reaching a pitch of moans and heavy breathing seem to make
him go harder still.
Not much more than a yes escapes my lips though i want to beg him
not to stop i can't get it out I feel his pace quicken, become more
urgent he seems to loose himself letting go of my arms and instead
pushing me down on the bed holding me there I feel
him grow harder inside me moments before he tips over the edge hardly
slowing i tighten around him as he starts the final run and releases in
me filling me with wave after wave of his hot cum fingers digging into
me seem to be the only thing holding him up,
until his final release a gutteral groan escaping his lips before he
finally stops moving and he colapses, still inside me breathing heavy
loud in my ear, body pressed against mine.
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