Over and over, he fucks me, and with each of his movements, they seem to become harder and more demanding than before. I would say he’s losing control, but I can’t hear his panting. There is no sound other than a groan from him, so I know he’s got a tight hold over himself. But the harder his fucking becomes, the faster my orgasm threatens to rip through me.
“Sebastian, I can’t stop,” I mutter, hoping he hears me.
“Blyad,” he curses, and immediately stops moving.
The grip on my hair loosens, and then he moves to my neck. With the help of his other hand, he brings me up, so that I’m resting on my knees, but slightly angled forward. The new position gives him a perfect angle to control me even more. One hand stays locked tightly around my neck, as the other explores, making its way up and down the front of my body.
Turning my head towards him, I realize that he’s still completely clothed. Feeling his shirt in my hands, I suddenly wish it was gone, so I could touch him, too. As his hand roams for a few moments, it finally settles, once he reaches my breasts. I’m still shocked and amazed at how controlled his actions are, while I still feel as if one touch is going to set me off.
As he cups my right breast, I push back against him, wanting him to move. I can’t seem to help myself, and in turn, Sebastian pinches my nipple hard. “Stop being so greedy.”
I cry out in protest, as he continues to play with my breasts. Tilting my head towards the wall and away from his face, he uses the moment to kiss my neck. “Allow your body to feel the pleasure,” he claims, and then bites my shoulder.
I try to do, as he demands, allowing my mind to stop focusing solely on reaching an orgasm. It’s not an easy feat, but I manage it somehow. The second I do, his hand leaves my breast, and then travels down, only stopping once he reaches my overly sensitive clit. “Sebastian,” I moan, as he lightly begins to rub circles on the small bundle of nerves.
“Feel it, Trixie,” he says huskily in my ear.
Biting my lip, I feel and relish the sensations he’s making me experience. Just as I start to wonder how long he’s going to deny me what I desperately need, his touch on my clit turns harder and faster. A second later, he pushes deep inside of me, and I have to suck in a deep breath.
His pace is once again slow, but powerful all at the same time. His grip on my neck holds me in place, unrelenting at the same time. I’m quickly learning that he’ll reward me greatly, if I allow him to fully and utterly take over me.
So that’s exactly what I do.
His thrusts are so deep and rough, and his constant rubbing on my clit, sends so much pleasure through me. I’m not sure how I’ll end up surviving so much, but I know this is his way of pushing me. He’s testing me, and how much my body can take, even though my orgasm is coming in fast. Although, I know I’m close to the edge again, I push down the urge to let go. This time I want to hear him tell me to come. This time I want his approval and to hear the pride in his voice, as he gives it.
“Fuck, you feel so damn good,” he states, as his pace turns frantic. Letting out a moan, I bite the inside of my cheek, as I try to hold back my orgasm. It’s not like he’s making this easy on me either.
But then, I finally hear the command I so desperately crave.
“Come, Trixie. Let me feel your pussy, clenching around my cock.” The instant he gives me permission, he thrusts hard and deep inside of me, as he presses down on my clit. The action immediately sends me over the edge, and I fall into the abyss.
Crying out loudly, my pussy clenches around him, just as he wanted. The rush of pleasure is so intense that I let it consume me. I lose my breath, as he continues to fuck me harder and harder. I don’t care that his powerful thrusts have turned faster, or the fact my clit is so sensitive it’s starting to hurt.
I never want it to stop.
Everything he’s doing, only adds to my unrelenting orgasm, and I would be a fool to ask him to stop now.
So lost in my own ecstasy, I don’t even realize that Sebastian is pushing me down. Now that my chest is back down on the bed, he fucks me like a man crazed with lust. With his hands on my hips, he uses me to reach his orgasm. Hearing his groan, I regret not being able to see him, as he finds his release. However, hearing his panting, and knowing how his pace is slowing down, is pleasure enough for me.
Once we’ve finally caught our breath, he pulls out, and I let out a moan. Relaxing on the bed, I realize how limp my entire body feels. Sebastian takes that moment to quickly untie my hands, and once they’re free, I roll to my side. Watching him, as he turns to walk towards my bathroom, I shake my head. He’s still fully dressed, and it’s a shame I didn’t get the chance to see him naked.
Just before he walks into the bathroom, he glances back at me. The second our gazes lock, he smirks, and I think that I just might get another shot at it tonight.
Glancing down at my phone, I press the floor number in the elevator that’s needed to reach Sebastian’s apartment. As the elevator’s door closes, my stomach fills with butterflies, knowing I’m about to see him again.