Page 6 of Consumed By Desire
“Here you go,”
“Is this another man’s shirt, Shannon?”
“I mean, it is a man’s shirt, so..”
“Always a smart ass, but unlike last night I am not drunk. So if I were you, I’d be careful with how you answer me,” he says, making a slight smirk appear on my face cause I like a good challenge.
“You asked if it was a man’s shirt, and I said it was, so I don’t know how what I said could be considered being a smart ass,” I tell him snatching a piece of bacon off of his plate.
His eyes darken before he says, “That was my last piece of bacon, Shannon.” I roll my eyes at him as I take another bite, moaning at the flavor.
“Eeek!” I squeak out when my back hits the refrigerator. I lift the bacon up to stuff it into my mouth before he can grab my hand.
“Fucking brat!” he growls down at me before his hand wraps around my throat, and he leans down and kisses me.
“Open,” he demands, and my lips part instantly. The next thing I feel is his tongue gliding across my own. I don’t know how I forgot how well this man can kiss. I am drowning in desire, and the only thing keeping me from fully going under is his body plastered to me. My nails dig into his scalp as I tunnel my hands through his hair as his kiss has me on the verge of cumming. Only Legend can do this to me, and I hate him for it. He finally releases my mouth but moves to my neck, and I let out a needy mewl. He chuckles, grating on my nerves and decreasing arousal the tiniest of fractions.
“Oh!” I gasp out as Legend pulls away and spins me around so fast I do not have a chance to stop him or protest.
“Are you in need, Shannon? Is your pussy needy, greedy, or both? With the way your ass is always uptight, I’m a go with both. Ain’t nobody been taking care of you, Bella? I have to get to work, and please believe if I didn’t, I would have had you spread out on every available surface in here, stuffing you with this dick in every single hole as often as I wanted to. You would be leaking my cum for the next week, but I won’t leave you like this,” he says. As I lay my overheated face on the refrigerator door hoping the stainless steel can cool my face off. I am useless. Fighting him never entered my thoughts as I feel one of his hands traveling beneath the band of my pants and the other pulls my bra up over my breasts freeing them both to his busy hands.
“Mmm fuck, Bella, you’re already sopping wet. I wish I had the time to stretch you on my shaft,” he says as he gently circles my clit, firmly enough to be on the verge of cumming but too light to actually make it happen. “When I get my hands on you, we’re both going to need a couple of days to recover. Wider,” he commands as his foot nudges mine, causing me to slide over a few inches.
“You put up a good front, Shannon, snapping and snipping at me to keep me at bay, but be prepared to get your ass spanked the next time we are together for keeping this honey from me.”
“There won’t be a next time. What makes you think there will be a next time?” I ask, feeling my courage coming back.
“This,” he says as he slides two fingers inside of me, making me collapse against the refrigerator again. “Hmm, she’s tight, already gripping my fingers. Yeah, just what I thought. You got a greedy little pussy, that you neglect. Have you ever been fucked right, Shannon? Have you ever had a dick stuffed inside of you hitting all the right spots, giving you everything you need, as these tits are played with and sucked?” he asks right before he begins pinching and twisting my nipples just enough to have me squirming. “Or have you been tied to the footrail of a bed, with a plug in your ass, clips on your nipples, and a vibrator on your clit while getting fucked from behind? Or maybe you want me to tell you to get on your knees and suck my dick. Do you want me to use your mouth, baby? Fuck it like you want me to fuck this pussy? So many possibilities and the way you are riding my fingers, I know I will have a chance to explore them all,” he says, and it’s then that I realize I am indeed riding his fingers like it’s a dick. I am right on the cusp of cumming when he pulls his fingers out, “You don’t cum unless I give you permission to. Did you ask me if you could cum, Bella?”
I let out a frustrated sound but refuse to respond. It’s not until I feel him moving away from me completely that I finally break down. “No! no, no, I didn’t,” I say, petrified that he is going to leave me like this.
“No, what, Bella?”
“No,” I struggle with the other word because I instinctively know that once I say it, there’s no going back. But once again, him moving from me has me scrambling to keep him where he is, “No! No sir, I didn’t ask to cum.” I give in.
“Hmm fuck, Shannon. I almost came just from hearing you say that,” he says sliding three fingers inside of me this time and I release a contented breath. His phone chirps on the counter, “Shit, I’m out of time,” he whispers in my ear. The heel of his hand rubs against my clit, and my hips find the rhythm they need to take me over the cliff. “Yeah, I am for sure spanking your ass for keeping this from me all this time, all because you’re scared. Its okay, baby, whatever you need is okay, I got you. You don’t have to hide from me.”
“Can I, oh god. Can I cum, sir? Please,” I hiss out, begging with no shame and practically on the verge of tears. His fingers double their effort on my nipples, and I register him grinding his hardness against my ass, sliding me right to the edge, and I am hanging on by a thread. “Sir, please,” I beg again.
“Cum for me, Shannon. Cum with me,” he says, pulling his hands from my tits, before I feel his knuckles at the small of my back, but before I can try to figure out what is happening, the orgasm implodes inside of me, and I almost black out. I let out a scream I thought was reserved for pornos as the orgasm just keeps going to the point of pain before it finally begins to subside. I am huffing and puffing against the refrigerator door like I just ran a marathon. He pulls his fingers out, and I immediately feel empty, “Open,” he demands in my ear, and without me even thinking, my lips part. “Suck them clean,” he says, and we both moan when his fingers slip into my mouth. I taste myself on his fingers immediately grateful for all the water and pineapples I eat. I suck his fingers clean before he leans in to kiss me. “Hmm, sweet, I can’t wait to sip from the source.” He finally backs away from me, but my legs can barely hold me up. “I have to go,” he says, walking to my bathroom, and I realize he grabbed my kitchen towel to cum on. That’s what I felt on my back, his knuckles from his hand holding the towel over his dick. He comes out of the bathroom and scraps the dishes clean, putting them in the dishwasher before starting it. Then he wipes down the counter, grabs the garbage, and throws it down the garbage chute. I sit on the stool, watching him, not saying anything. Once everything is sufficiently cleaned, he makes his way over to me. “Thank you again, Shannon. I appreciate you letting me in last night. I gotta go my rideshare car is here,” he grabs his keys and wallet off of the end table. “Walk me to the door, Bella,” he demands, and I am once again in motion before I can think better of it. “We will talk soon,” he says. “Don’t, Shannon, don’t try that shit, okay. You’re mine. Take the day and get used to it. You’re done keeping me at arm's length, besides we have some unfinished business. And whoever this shirt belongs to, you can let him know he won’t get this shirt back, and if you have anything else of his, I suggest mailing that shit back to him,” he tells me opening my front door and turning to look at me, my mouth hanging open. He reaches his hand out, closing my mouth. “One other thing, you don’t touch this pussy until I say you can. Do you understand?”
“Legend!”
“No cumming, Shannon! No rubbing, touching, playing, no toys, and for sure, no one but me touches you. I mean it. DO. YOU. UNDERSTAND?”
“Yes, sir.”
“That’s my girl,” he kisses my mouth before kissing my forehead. “Have a good day, Bella. I’ll call you later,” he says, and then he’s gone.
What the fuck just happened? I think, blinking at the spot Legend was just standing.I don’t know, but I hope it happens again, and real soon,Nikki says in my head, making me roll my eyes and finally go back in my house. Shut up! I think.
SHANNON
“Bitch I know you lying!” Trinitee says a few hours later as we sit in my living room. I had to call my girl and let her know about the Twilight Zone events that took place earlier. “And just think I was gonna come over this morning to bring you breakfast! I would have gone blind walking in on that,” she says, laughing.
“What happened to breakfast?” I ask, already knowing the answer.
“Kruze, that’s what happened. I can’t tell that man no,” she says, a visible shiver making its way through her body.