Page 51 of Semper

His hand traced a path up my thigh, my body already responding with a growing wetness. His touch was like fire, igniting every nerve in my body. "You're always so eager," he praised, his fingers exploring between my legs with practiced ease. He spread me wider and then entered me in one swiftmotion. My upper body bent further over the large couch, a cry of pain and pleasure tearing from my mouth.

The way he felt inside me, I could not get enough of, even as a part of my mind protested. His powerful arms gripped my hips, holding me steady as he continued to move inside me with precise yet forceful thrusts.

The sound of our bodies colliding filled the room, and I could feel the vibrations reverberate through every inch of me. His hands gripped my waist harder, pulling me closer to him with each movement. The cool air had long since left our bodies, replaced with a heat that could only come from the fire between us. "Say my name, Lola.”

"I..." I whimpered, unable to form the words as he drove deeper into me. My mind was in a haze, full of lust and fear all at once. The part of me that knew this wasn’t right was drowned out by the all-consuming need for him. For his touch, his body, his dominance.

One hand reached for my hair and wrapped it around his fist, tugging my head back. "Say it," he demanded.

I closed my eyes, feeling the intensity of our connection build with each passing moment. Resisting seemed impossible as he continued to thrust inside me.

Fear and desire melded together within me, leaving me powerless against my own desires.

"Alexander," I heard myself moan his name and a wicked smile spread across his lips.

He leaned down, pressing his full weight against me as he whispered into my ear: "That's my girl."

He thrust harder, bringing me right to the edge of pleasure. Just when I felt like I couldn't take it anymore, he slowed down, teasing me with short shallow strokes.

"Please," I begged him.

He chuckled darkly, his seductive voice sending shivers down my spine. "That's right,deliciae. You want me, you need me." With renewed vigor, he picked up his pace again and drove deep into me. The couch groaned under our combined weight. My hands clenched onto the cushions and my eyes fluttered shut as waves of pleasure washed over me. "Alex," I moaned incoherently, unable to form any other words.

My body trembled with need, my entire being focused on him and the intense pleasure he was giving me.

"Come for me," he coaxed in a low, husky voice. "Let me feel you break apart around my cock."

I gasped, the intensity of his words sending me over the edge. I came hard, my pussy tightening around his cock. He continued to move inside me, savoring my shudders and moans until I collapsed beneath him, spent and utterly submissive. He pulled out of me, and I whimpered at the loss of his presence. Using my hair as a leash, he lifted me away from the couch and forced me down onto my knees, his cock glistening with our combined fluids inches away from my face.

I opened my mouth eagerly, his taste still intoxicating me. He tightened his grip on my hair and pulled me forward as he slid himself into my waiting mouth, groaning in pleasure as I took him deep.

I ran my tongue along his length, savoring the taste of us. I could feel him pulsating, his desperation to reach his own climax palpable. I looked up at him, meeting his unwavering gaze.

"That's it," he groaned, "Take it all. Show me you want me just as much as I want you."

I obeyed, taking him deeper into my throat, feeling his cock hit the back of my throat making me choke. I knew this would drive him insane and he loved it. He grabbed the back of my head and started thrusting, using my mouth as his personal playground. I reached up and grabbed onto his thighs forsupport, my own arousal heightening as I watched him use me so forcefully.

My body tensed with anticipation as his muscles tightened beneath me, every inch of him coiled with restrained energy. My hands gripped his thighs, digging in for support as he moved with a relentless pace.

Suddenly, he withdrew from my mouth and grabbed me by the back of my neck, lifting me off the ground and bending me over again.

With a rough curse, he thrust back inside me with a force that threatened to break me in two. I let out a pained moan, but my body responded to his ferocity, the pain mingling with pleasure as he fucked me hard and fast, his cock hitting every nerve ending inside me.

I came again, my moans echoing through the room. His own release was imminent, and as he neared the edge, he gripped me tighter, hitting every part of my body that needed to be hit. I could feel him swelling inside me, ready to fill me with his come. With a final, rough thrust, he let out a guttural curse as he came deep inside me, leaving me feeling both violated and ecstatic.

Our bodies slowly disentangled, his throbbing cock slipping out of me with a soft, wet pop.

He turned me around gently, his hands caressing my skin. I glanced down and saw a small smear of blood on the head. He grinned mischievously. "A little souvenir," he chuckled, wiping it away with his thumb and bringing it to his mouth to taste.

My heart fluttered at the intensity in his tiger-like eyes as he stared down at me. I reached my hand out and stroked the side of his face where the scar was, eliciting a sharp intake of breath from him. He leaned into my touch and slipped a hand between my legs, using his skilled fingers to gather his excess come and push it back inside of me.

"You are so beautiful," he murmured, cupping the back of my head with one hand while the other continued its pleasurable ministrations. "Perfect," he added, his voice like a soothing balm. "But there's still so much more I want to show you. So much more I need to teach you."

I felt myself melting under his gaze. He had a way of unearthing every secret and thought hidden inside of me, and I found a strange sense of comfort in that. In his possession, but also in my surrender to him. As much as I craved his touch and control, however, I couldn't shake the guilt that always followed. The pang of shame that twisted in my gut whenever I gave myself over completely to him.

He lowered his mouth to mine once again, pumping his fingers in and out of my pussy until I was whimpering and moaning against him. He pulled back with a grin on his lips, whispering against mine, "I never tire of that sound. Or of you." His lips found their way to my neck, leaving a trail of soft kisses as he continued to pleasure me. The intense heat of his body enveloped mine, his breath a steady warmth against my skin. "There are secrets in this house. They’ve been hidden away for centuries. And there are some things I never want to reveal, never want to share. But you... I want you to know everything as much as I need to know you."

My heart raced as he began to move faster, his fingers skilled and unrelenting in their pursuit of my pleasure. My back arched, every nerve in my body electrified by his touch. Moans escaped my lips, growing louder and more urgent with each passing moment. "That's it," he murmured, watching me closely.