"We're not finished."

He grins at me, and lunges forward, throwing me over his shoulder. I yelp in surprise, kicking my legs out of instinct. He slams his hand down on my bare ass, chuckling.

He carries me up the stairs and into his bedroom, and throws me down onto the bed like a rag doll. I stare up at him wide eyed, furrowing my brows and backing up against the headboard of the bed.

He crawls on the bed, approaching me slowly. He grabs my knees and forces them up, spreading them wide apart. He pulls me down so I'm laying flat, and hovers above me, his hands placed either side of my head.

He crashes his lips with mine, immediately plunging his tongue in my mouth, swirling it around. I bury my fingers in his hair, tugging at it lightly as I lift my hips upwards, grinding against him. 

I trail my fingers down his neck and chest, fumbling to undo the buttons of his shirt. I'm trembling at this point, overcome with fiery arousal. 

I undo the last button and rip the shirt off his back, throwing it onto the floor. I don't waste any time, and drag my nails down his back. He hisses in my mouth, his back contracting beneath my fingers.

Suddenly, he wraps his arms around my frame and spins us both around, flipping me on top of him. He pulls away from the kiss, his lips still ghosting over mine.

He runs his thumb along my bottom lip, sucking in air through his teeth.

"I want to feel these pretty lips wrapped around my cock." He whispers, trapping my bottom lip between his teeth, and pulling it back teasingly. 

"My pleasure." I smirk.

Without hesitation I dip my head into the crook of his neck, kissing, nibbling and sucking on his skin, gradually making my way down his body. 

I trail my tongue along the lines of his abs, until I meet the waistband of his pants and boxers. I pull at the hem, and he lifts his hips in the air, allowing me to pull them down.

I pull them both down, his erect cock springing free, landing on his stomach. I let out a breath at the sight, my mouth salivating.

I pull his pants and boxers off his ankles, and throw them somewhere in the room. I teasingly trace my fingers delicately up his thighs, inching closer to him. 

I wrap my fingers around the base, and plant kitten licks on his swollen tip, dipping my tongue into the slit. He hisses and arches his back slightly, closing his eyes as his head rolls back into the pillow. His abs contract, and I feel the muscles in his thighs flex beneath my fingers.

I open my mouth and suck on the tip, swirling my tongue around simultaneously. He lets out a low growl, his hand now making it's way to my hair. He tangles his fingers in my locks, gripping hard.

I push him in further, until I feel him at my throat. I hollow my cheeks and begin to suck, bobbing my head up and down, and stroking the exposed shaft. 

His legs begin to writhe, his moans growing louder and frequent, his breath escaping him. 

He's too big to fit all the way, but I'm determined to try. 

I look up, and his face is contorted in pleasure, his forehead scrunched and his eyes closed tight. His bottom lip is trapped between his teeth, sweat forming in the dip of his neck.

I smirk and push down further, taking him in my throat. I push down as far as I can go, my nose flushing with his pelvis. He pulls on my hair harder, letting out loud, strained groans. 

I swallow around his cock, holding back the urge to gag. Luckily for me, I don't have much of a gag reflex, so it's not a challenge.

He roughly pulls my head off of him, and he lets out a breath, gasping for air. 

"Fuck." He curses under his breath.

Saliva drips down my chin, my lips throbbing and swollen. I wipe my mouth, and lick a strip from the base up to the tip, taking him in my mouth again, forcing him back in my throat.

He bucks his hips upwards, and begins to fuck my throat, groaning loudly, over and over again. 

He grabs me by my face and roughly pulls me off of him, a thick string of saliva connected from my mouth to his tip. I let out a gasp of breath, swallowing as a lump forms in my throat. 

"That's enough." He growls, pulling me up to straddle his hips. 

He grabs my hands and forces them on his shoulders, and he lands his hands on my ass, smacking it hard.

"Lift your hips." He demands, pulling me up.

I press down his shoulders and lift my hips, and I feel him press his tip against my clit, tapping it teasingly. I let out a quiet moan, dropping my head.

He glides it up and down my slit, then aligns himself at my entrance. 

I sink myself down onto his cock, digging my nails into his shoulders. My thighs tense, and I feel his fingers dig into the skin of my ass, his stomach contracting under me.

I begin to slowly rock my hips back and forth, simultaneously stimulating my clit as I roll my hips downwards, rubbing it along the skin of his pelvis. 

"Fuck, you're so tight." He breathes, guiding my hips, speeding up the pace. 

I lean forward and press my forehead against his, leaning my elbows on his chest. I tangle my fingers in his hair, our hot breaths mixing together. 

He grip my ass tighter, and guides me to bounce on him, our skin slapping together, echoing in the room. He bites my lip, and kisses me, rolling his tongue over mine.

"Sit up." He breathes, pushing me back. I let out a breath and do as he says. He halts my hips and stills himself inside me.

He pulls me so I'm standing on my knees, his cock only halfway inside me.

"Stay there." He grunts, and pulls his feet up the bed, lifting his knees

Suddenly, he begins thrusting up into me at a rapid pace, his hips pounding against mine roughly. I let out a surprised scream, grabbing onto his knees for support.

"Oh my god!" I moan, gasping for air.

I look down, and I notice how he watches his cock disappear inside of me, sweat glistening over his entire body. 

He abruptly stops, trying to catch his breath. His chest rises and falls heavily, and he quickly flips us over with him now on top of me.

He grabs my thighs and pushes them down so they're flush with my chest, my body almost folded in half. The way he's using me as his fuck toy, throwing me around like a doll, I fucking love it.

He dips his head and glides his tongue between my folds, and sucks on my clit. I throw my head back into the pillow, moaning mercilessly. 

"You taste so fucking good." He growls, before slamming himself into me once more.

"Oh God, yes!" I scream, on the verge of an intense orgasm. 

I can feel the familiar pull in my lower abdomen, a knot tightening, signalling it's coming fast.

"I'm gonna cum, please can I cum?" I beg, stuttering breathlessly.

He abruptly stops his thrusts, and stares down at me, grabbing my face.

"Hold it." He demands, before resuming his movement, fucking me relentlessly.

I'm on the verge of tears, drowning in pleasure.

I feel like I'm intoxicated, going lightheaded as I try to obey him and hold my orgasm in, but each thrust is like a shoot of electricity through my veins. My body's tingling, blood buzzing in my ears.

"Please." I beg, my nails in bedded into the skin of his arms.

He loses his rhythm, his thrusts turning sloppy, indicating he's close to his own orgasm. I silently thank God, hoping he'll let me release soon.

He begins to groan loudly, the frequency and volume increasing, before he slams into me once more.

"Cum." He breathes, and I let go. An intense orgasm courses through my entire body and soul, every nerve tingling, the hairs standing on end. I don't make any noise, I open my mouth but nothing comes out. 

My body tenses, convulsing and shaking as I hit my limit, until I finally come down from my high, panting desperately for air.

He pulls out and finishes on my lower stomach, growling and groaning as he comes down from his own high.

I watch as he cums on me. His tip is dark purple, the shaft protruding with veins, swollen and huge.

He held himself back from his own orgasm, torturing not only me, but himself.

I've never experienced pleasure like this. I'm still in a trance, my pussy pulsating and throbbing still, my heart pounding against my chest.

He's addictive, I can't get enough.

He wipes me down with his shirt, and pulls my lifeless body up into the bed comfortably. I can barely keep my eyes open, the energy completely drained from me.

He joins me in the bed, letting out a breath.

"I gotta say..." He begins. I lazily turn my head and look at him. His hair is a mess, knots tangled from my doing, stray strands drenched in sweat, stuck to his head. 

"You definitely impress me." He chuckles.

I impress him? Jesus Christ, he completely exceeded my expectations. I never knew this is the beast that was lying dormant within him.

"Me too." I mumble sleepily, smiling as I close my eyes. 

"Get some rest." He says, pulling me to lay on his chest.

"You'll need your energy in a couple hours." He adds, chuckling teasingly. 

I don't process his words, already half asleep. He fucked the literal life out of me.