Page 10 of Seven Days
“You. Orgasms. What you did back in my apartment was,” she trails off as she searches for the words, “the most erotic experience of my life.”
A slow smile splits my face. “That was just me getting started. What I want to do to you will blow your mind and ruin you for anyone else.” I cup her face in the palm of my hand and rub my thumb over her lips. “If we do this, you’re mine for the week. Seven days only.”
“No strings, just fucking,” she whispers before her tongue darts out to lick her lip.
I nod as my fingers slip into her hair.
“Ruin me.” Her eyes find mine as her words unleash the feral beast within me.
I pull her hair at the roots, tilting her head back so my mouth can crash down on hers. Her lips part as I slide my tongue past them. She tastes like peppermint and vanilla chapstick. Spinning us, I press her against the nearest hard surface, my Range Rover. Her hips buck against my hard length between us.
Untying the straps around her neck, I move my body away from her as the yellow material falls to the floor of my garage. She stands there, naked aside from a pair of light pink panties and her sandals, in the middle of my garage. Her eyes never leave mine, even as mine devour the sight before me with a fervent hunger.
She wraps her legs around my waist as I lift her into my arms and carry her into the house. The desire to fuck her right against the first wall I find is hard to deny, but the things I want to do to her require a bed. She asked to be ruined and ruination is exactly what she’s going to get. Her ass and legs are so soft under my hands. I lose all rational thought when she shifts against me, her pussy grinding against my cock as she moans from pleasure at the friction. She kisses my neck with hot, sexy licks and nips.
I’ve never been so turned on in my life.
She squeals when I toss her onto the middle of my bed. At some point she kicked off her shoes but she still has that little scrap of lace covering her. Deciding to slow the pace down I run my hands up her legs, enjoying the way my light touch causes goosebumps to race across her flesh.
As I spread her legs apart I notice how wet her panties are already.
Gripping her by the hips, I drag her body back down to the edge of the bed where I can have full access.
“Have your panties been this wet for me since we put on a show back at your apartment?” I ask as I run my finger under the edge.
“They’ve been this wet for you since you picked me up from the bar yesterday.” Her eyes have darkened to almost black with want as she answers me with refreshing honesty.
“Fuck,” I growl as bend to bury my face in her sweet cunt.
I planned to tease her, but fuck that. I tear her panties off and fling them over my shoulder before diving into her. My eyes nearly roll back in my head as I get the first taste of her. I circle her clit with my tongue as I slide two fingers back into her wet heat. Her hips buck as I nip and suck every part of her goddamn perfect pussy.
Time to begin the process of ruining her for anyone else. I keep my mouth on her clit, driving her right to the edge of orgasm and then backing off, over and over until she’s begging to come. When we’ve both had enough of that torture, I slide my fingers into her and curl them toward her g-spot. She’s a writhing, panting, moaning mess beneath me and she has no idea what’s coming next.
6
BRIANNA
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My back arches off the bed as Thomas works my clit and g-spot in tandem. Sweat rolls down my temples from the way he's been teasing me. Grinding against him as I slide my fingers through his dark hair, I think I’m on the precipice of the most intense orgasm of my life. When he adds pressure with the palm of his hand directly over my pelvis, I explode.
“Oh, God,” I cry out over and over as wave after wave of blinding, hot pleasure rip through me. He never relents; licking and stroking me through the slowly diminishing pleasure.
“I am god-like, but you can just scream my name next time.” He stands to his full height, still fully clothed and moves my boneless body up the bed, resting my head on a pillow.
When he pulls his shirt over his head and drops it on the floor beside him, I’m completely taken aback by the insanely good body he hides under his clothes. With wide shoulders and a chest with sculpted muscles, the most incredible thing is how defined his abs are. I’ve rarely seen twenty five year old guys with bodies like this.
He pushes his shorts down, taking his underwear with them. His cock is perfect, long and thick with a slight curve up. He crawls on top of me, taking my lips in a soft, sensual kiss. I can taste myself on him and it’s intoxicating. His lips and tongue are so much gentler than our earlier passion fueled kisses.
“Are you okay?” he asks as he kisses down my neck.
“Yes.” I run my fingers through his silky strands. “Are you?”
“I’m better than I have been in a very long time, Bri.” His green eyes lock on mine. “Reach into the nightstand and pull out a condom.”
He runs his fingers over my body as I reach over and fish one out. I gasp as he slides three thick fingers inside me. He watches them as he pumps in and out of me slowly.
“Put the condom on me,” he commands.