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He has a taxi called over in a matter of seconds. Sliding in, Orion gives the driver my address. Before I can question how he knew my address, his mouth is back on mine, his body enveloping me, crushing me into the car door. I wrap my arms around his strong neck, inviting him further into me, his hand wrapping and pulling at my hair brings my neck into an awkward position. I try to shift beneath him but it’s no good, this is a man on a mission. Peering at my legs, his snaked hand slithering up my thigh again, but this time it doesn’t stop at my panties.

“I need to taste you, Ace.” He doesn’t waste time, forcing two fingers into my already soaked pussy. My nerve endings explode with both the pleasure and pain from his intrusion, I can feel my walls squeezing around his fingers as he dips slowly in and out of me, coating them in my excitement. Soon, I begin to feel the ball of fire in my gut, breathing and moaning heavy into his mouth. He watches me as my hips begin to meet his rhythm and then nothing. My body is still on the high, but I’m left empty and wanting.

I watch intently as he raises his hand from between my legs, his fingers glistening with the evidence of my arousal, his tongue wrapping around them as he takes them into his mouth, his eyes roll back as his lids close, and an animalistic hum leaves his body. Holy fucking hell it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen! Removing his fingers from between his lips he’s on top of me again, his tongue searching for mine, my eyes are wide in shock as I taste myself in his mouth, my arousal coating our lips as we kiss further into each other.

“Ahem!”, the taxi driver coughs, reminding me we are not alone. Forcing myself to straighten my dress, my cheeks are on fire with embarrassment. Orion is already out of the car and reaching to pull me into him, as I try to regain my dignity. Taking my bag from me, he throws me over his shoulder and marches up the stairway, his snaked hand so high up my inner thigh practically teasing me through my drenched lace thong.

I can only hope that none of my neighbor’s come to see what the stomping is about, as his footsteps echo off the walls. Before I know it, we are through my door, I’m back on my feet and he has me pinned against the wall. His mouth’s trailing soft kisses and little nips along my shoulder and collar bone, his snaked hand has my wrists in a choke hold above my head, his other one shuffling between us.

His lips briefly stroke across mine, my tongue slowly reaching out to him for more.

“Open your mouth, Ace.” His tone is sharp. “Breath through your nose.”

Orion

This woman is going to be the death of me, I will go to the ends of this Earth in this life and the next to find her and lock her up for myself. I’ll never crave anything more then I do this woman. I can still taste her arousal on my tongue, a taste I will ensure I never go a day without again.

Watching her stand there at my mercy, her body’s shaking with anticipation, her beautiful jade eyes begging me for more. “All in good time”, I say. Her eyebrows raise slightly in question to my words, but her eyes round like saucers as I bring my belt into view. She goes to speak, but I stop her. “Mouth wide for me, Reagan, otherwise this could be uncomfortable!” I’m surprised that she obeys so easily, I’m not surprised by how this all effects my cock, straining against my jeans, the pressure making my balls ache.

Placing my belt in her mouth carefully to keep her tongue behind it, she lets out a glorious moan of confusion and arousal or that’s what my brain is registering, I’ll focus on the arousal. Moving her away from the wall, I use my knee to nudge the delicate curve of the back of her legs, her body jolting forward as my hands steady her to kneel. I buckle the belt at the back of her neck, keeping her hands above her head, I walk around, admiring her in this position.

She’s a stunning work of art, made for me and only me.

Though she may be on her knees for me at this very moment, I fully intend to dedicate my life to kneeling before this queen,honoring her with my devotion, attending to her every desire and facing any threat that dares to approach her.

She kneels there, her eyes burning with desire. Both our bodies needing more, picking up her handbag from the console, I snap the chained strap, wrapping it around her wrists behind her back, in place of my hand. I want both hands free to enjoy every part of her body, to feel her body enjoy every part of what I have planned.

I kneel before her, resting my forehead on hers, breathing in each other’s heat. I can see it in her eyes that she is worried, wondering if I’m going to hurt her. I wonder if she regrets us coming back here. A part of me wants to reassure her with words, but it’s overpowered by the animal she has brought out of me, wanting to show her how good this will be, and the worry will wash away as the pleasure takes hold of her.

“I’m going to help you stand, your ability to speak has been taken. If at any time you need me to stop, you stomp your right foot twice, do you understand, Ace?”. Her eyes bare into me, like she is looking into my soul, trying to make sense of what is happening.

Bringing her to her feet, I help her step out of the hideous heels. Throwing her back over my shoulder, she lets out a garbled squeak as I walk towards her bedroom. She begins to fidget, but I imagine it’s not very comfortable. Without hesitation, I slap her left cheek, maybe a little too hard from the sharp moan she releases. I lower her at the end of the bed, tracing my tongue from her ear down her neck, meeting the thick straps of her dress. I shift leaving kisses as I follow the fabric over the natural curve of her full breast, pinching the gold silk between myteeth, bringing it down to release her delicate and tender nipple. Teasing with the gentle nip of my teeth, the sensitive area comes alive, awaking an electric thrill to dance through her body.

I relish at how her body responds to me, the goosebumps coating her skin, the distorted moans mixed with the sound of her teeth baring down on the leather. Moving down her body, I leave a trail of kisses over the fabric clinging to her body, she tenses as I meet her stomach, the anticipation building. My hands run up her thighs, slowly gathering the dress just above her lace thong.

I trail my hand to tease her bare breast, as I tear the lace thong from her body, she releases a surprised moan. I lay kisses around the top of her inner thigh, as my fingers tease her small bud of nerves, moving my fingers in small circles. I look up at her, in all her glory, her eyes rolling back in pleasure. Pulling my fingers away from her body she lets out a gargled sigh in frustration. “Needy, aren’t we Ace?”. Bringing myself to my feet, I meet her gaze, her eyes filled with need and desire, a line of saliva coming from the corner of her gaping mouth. Removing the belt from her mouth, I let her adjust her jaw and catch a steady breath before I replace it with her shredded panties.

I wrap my hand around her slender throat, my snake a dark contrast to her pale delicate skin, her eyes shooting to mine with a tint of fear as I bring her into me. I lick the lone tear rolling down her cheek, before I twist her around, bending her over the end of her bed, once again placing the belt in her view, before I place it around her neck. She muffles something into her panties, but it doesn’t stop me from carrying on.

“Remember, Ace. Stomp twice with your right foot”, her body relaxes into the soft mattress.

Reagan

My body is on fire, the need this man is bringing out in me has every inch of me tingling with anticipation for what’s to come, yet my brain is on high alert and begging me to tap out, fear of this being the biggest mistake I will ever make.

Bigger than the mistakes I’ve made before.

I can’t see him laid in this position, he’s standing directly behind me as I’m bent over the bed, my legs spread slightly apart, showcasing my needy wet cunt like an exhibition for only him. My senses are on overdrive from the anticipation and nervousness, I can hear him shifting slightly. I try to turn my head, just to see him, but it doesn’t work, it just sparks pain in my neck from the angle.

All I can taste is my arousal, as my panties dampen more in my mouth.

I jolt further into the bed, as his hands make contact with my thighs, bringing me out my head and back to the situation. Mybody is lighting up like a Christmas tree. I want to see him, I want to explore his body with my own hands. I moan around the thong in my mouth, as his hands creep closer to my entrance. I feel his warm breath brushing over my sensitive area and all my walls crumble, as he wraps his mouth around my clit. My body releases noises I didn’t know I could make, the sensation is overpowering. His tongue is performing an erotic dance, bringing me closer to the edge. I’m a frantic mess of moans, goosebumps and sensual electricity.

He grabs the end of his belt, pulling slightly to apply pressure on my airway and panic tries to seep through.

I go to stomp my foot when I suddenly feel the loss of his mouth on me, shifting to see why he stopped. I try to speak, my voice coming out all muffled, being twisted into a rumble of satisfying moans, as he slides his tongue into my entrance. The restriction on my airway heightening every sensation coursing through my body. He lets out this animalistic growl, as he begins to devour me all over again, the vibration travelling through my nerves. I can feel the tightening in my core as my orgasm nears, my vision darkens as he slides a finger in to dance alongside his tongue.

Everything comes crashing down around me, my walls clasp so tightly around his finger as my release takes a hold of my body, stars flashing in the darkness, my body shuddering as my orgasm takes complete control. Muffled screams escape through the fabric in my mouth. But he doesn’t stop, his tongue moving back to my clit, as he slides another finger inside me. I wince, the orgasm leaving me sensitive and tender. He’s slower this time, giving me time to adjust and recover.