We're lying in bed together, it's dark, there's been talk about sleeping. He spoons into me and starts to stroke my back and shoulders. It's irresistible. I melt into him and he hardens against the cheeks of my bottom.
He hand slides around and begins to caress my breasts, run up to my throat and squeeze hard, cutting the air.
He pulls me into him. I twist my neck, kissing, desperate, he pushes his body on top of mine and pins my arms above my head. I struggle desperately against him. He holds me down. He pushes his thigh into my soaking groin. I writhe. Mewling, bleating, keeping the pressure on my cunt. I buck and strain and try to escape until the energy leaves my body and I give in.
He wants me to ask him. He wants me to admit defeat. He wants me to beg. I won't. I will. I do.
"Please touch me".
He smirks.
"Please".
He lets my hands go and sinks his teeth into my breasts. Biting and sucking my nipples, his teeth score down my body. Leaving marks and bruises as he gnaws my thighs and cunt. His tongue finds my clit. Sucks. Flicks. I cry out, it's exquisite.
His fingers find my hole and he begins to thrust them inside me. I sit up and kiss his mouth. Wet and salted and tasting of sex. It's intense and brain warping. The room is dark. He brings me to a heady, loud climax by rubbing his fingers into internal points of pleasure. Aching and coming on and on, I let go and soak his hands.
I make him come afterwards. He plunges his digits into my spent cunt as I suck on him. He spanks my arse. He fucks my throat and spurts his seed all over the roof of my mouth. We fall asleep together in a half embrace. A good night. A good weekend.
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