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A hand slides over my waist,dragging me slowly out of sleep. I don’t move. Fingertips ghost beneath my breast, barely there before his palm settles, heavy, warm over my left breast. His hand is so big it swallows my breast up in his grip.
Thumb circling my nipple. My breath catches, but I keep quiet.
His lips trail up my neck, slow, deliberately, like he has all the time in the world. A shiver runs down my spine, my thighs press together on instinct as his sharp teeth sink into my sensitive skin right below my jaw.
Sharp.
Controlled.
Wetness pools between my thighs. Tongue swiping out to soothe the skin, around the bitemark.
A broken whimper manage to slip from my throat. I freeze, desperate not to ruin the pleasure he is giving me.
I feel his mouth move into a smirk against my throat. His mouth drags upward, breath ticking my heated skin, until his breath brushes my ear.
I pinch my eyes shut tight.
“I know you’re awake, my little deer.”
My stomach flips. Pussy tingling at his voice. Low. Knowing. As it wraps around me just as his hand move lower, gripping my right hip. One pull and I’m pressed flush against him, feeling the undeniable weight of him nestled against my ass.
God.
My body reacts before I can think, automatically spreading my legs open for him. I arch back into him, swallowed by the size of him. His chest, his arms, the sheer weight of him behind me. Feeling him all over. I feel small, held, possessed. The only way I can describe him is.
BIG.
Big when he operates in the OR, like everything bends to his will. Big in presence, in energy, in the way people move aside for him without command. Big hands. Big body.
Big in my life.
And me.
I barely take up space at all.
Except when it comes to him and his life.
My eyes snap open when his finger find my clit. Breathy exhale leaving my body.
Slow circles.
Then pressure.
Doing it again and again.
My fingers wrap around his forearm. Arching into him. Mind going blank.
My breath stutters, chest rising, but he stays controlled behind me. Like he manipulating bones in the OR.
His other hand kneads my breast, mirroring the rhythm below. Feeling too much and not enough at the same time.
His fingers slide lower. I gasp softly when they enter me slowly, stretching me open, curling against my g-spot. Pussy swallowing his fingers. My back arches deeper into him, like a quiet plea for something I can articulate.
His strong arm locks around me, pulling me tighter into his broad chest as his fingers go deeper, faster. Clenching around them, hips chasing the high.
I’m so wet. So overwhelmed. Whimpers leaving my parted lips.
Snaking my soft hand down my body. I reach behind me. Finding his weeping tip, as a pre-come is gathered against the fat head of his cock. Trying to wrap my fingers around him, as I use the pre-come to lubricate him. Moving my hand up and down, the best I can in this angle.
The hand around my waist, snap up and grab my chin. Turning my head, so I stare into his dark eyes.
A menacing look in his eyes.
His fingers begin to move faster inside me. Walls tighten around him, as my hips begin to move on their own accord.
A cold smirk grazes his lips.
He rolls me on my back. Fingers still pistoning inside at me. Head lowers to my chest, as his lips wrap around one of my erect nipples. “Bren..” I moan loudly. As he bite down on my nipples. Releasing his thick girth from my hand. My hand takes hold of his neck.
Adding another finger. Making me whimper from the stretch. The pleasure begin to be too overwhelming. Senses and nerves on high alert.
His thump presses down on the clit at the same time, he hits my g-spot and bites down on my nipple.
“Bren!”. A scream is torn from me, as I fall over the edge.
Feeling like being pulled under water. Breath pulled from me. Noises leaving me, I don’t even register. His fingers are still moving inside me, making me ride out the high.
Kisses move from my breasts to my collarbone, then neck and last my lips. The kiss starts as a soft kiss, before developing into something deeper. Something soulbound.
My hands wrap around his neck. Scraping the back of his neck, before moving up into his hair. So soft even though it is slicked back with gele on a daily basis.
His large body moves between my thighs, covering my whole body. One hand snaking into the back of my hair, pulling me closer so we only share one breath between us.
Arching into him, he grabs hold of my hips. Spreading my legs wider, with his body settling his body weight on me. His cock sliding against my pussy.
Pulling back from me, he looks down at me. I bite down on my lips, as I look up on him.
Armed with a grin, he pecks me on my lip a couple of times. I wrap my legs around his hips, angling my hips so he can slip inside me.
“Not yet, baby” He rasps in my ear, as he removes my legs from his hips.
Kissing along my jaw, he moves down my body. Stopping and leaving marks along my collarbone. Lips trailing down to my breast biting and sucking, sure to leave marks making sure everyone knows I belong to him.
He angles his hips right, making the tip of his cock hit my sensitive clit. Wetness leaves me, as my clit gets stimulated.
Moving down my body, he kisses from my navel to pussy. Reaching my clit he circles it with his tongue, before splitting my lips with it. Gathering all my wetness, sucking on them before releasing them. Moving up to my clit again, teasing around it.
“Please bren.”
“Please what baby?”
“Plea..” I try to answer but the sensation of him playing with my clit feels too much.
He pulls back, making me whine, as my hands reach out to grip his head. He grabs both my hands around the wrists with one hand. Pulling them together, holding them against my lower belly in a tight grip.
“If you want something you gotta ask nicely, little deer.”
The breath from his mouth, against my pussy makes it hard to focus. His other hand caresses my thigh moving closer and closer to where I want him most.
“Ple..Please make me come” I breathe.
Arching my back, trying to push my hips against his face. But to no avail. He chuckles against my pussy, before pecking my clit.
“I think you can do better than that, Nolan” Fingers up and down the side of my pussy. Shivers running down my body. Pressure fills my lower body.
“Please make me come, Sir.”
I scream out at the end, as he thrust three fingers inside me in one go. Back arching, head twisting, hips bucking as I ride his fingers. Lips open in silent whimpers, as he sets a fast pace.
Cool air blowing on my clit pulls me on the edge.
His lips wrap around my clit, before he nips at it. Takes me over the edge, as I come while moaning his name.
Orgasm leaving me disoriented. Trying to come back to my body. His lips attack my lips, tongues swirling mine making me taste myself on his tongue. A bit salty and tangy flavour fills my mouth, as he deepens the kiss.
Abruptly he pulls back from my lips. Pulling my still restrained arms above my head. Wrapping my legs around his hips. Cock grinding against my pussy. I try finding some friction grinding my hips against him, feeling so empty, but he pulls his hips out of reach.
“Look how pretty you look, all spread out for me.” He chuckles, while swiping his thumb through his pre-come, removing it from his cock pushing it against my lips.
Opening my lips. I wrap them around his thumb. Tasting his flavour. Before I can blink, he crawls up my body. Resting his knees on the outside of my shoulders.
His other hand grabs his cock. Pushing it against my lips, spreading his pre-come across my lips. Settling his tip against my lips.
“Open.” he demands.
I slowly open my lips, but he pushes against them. Forcing my mouth wide open. He slowly push his cock inside of my mouth, making me spread it open to my best ability.
He pulls back, before thrusting back again. More and more being pushed inside of my mouth. My jaw arch as I try to make him fit, his veins along his cock sliding against my tongue. My throat feels like it’s closing as he hits the back of my mouth.
A sound of frustration leaves him.
He releases my wrist crawling off the bed. Positioning my body, so my head hangs over the edge. He grabs my wrist in one hand again. Holding it against my lower stomach, cock laying heavy across my face .
“Spread your legs for me baby. I want to see you’re needy pussy as I fuck your throat.”
I spread my lips as wide as I can. He humes in satisfaction.
He moves his cock around my face. Smearing it in pre-come, before tapping the head against my lips. I open my lips.
He enters my mouth in one thrust, making me gag around his girth. He rest it in my mouth for a second. Pulling it out to the tip, before thrusting inside again. I begin to relax my throat and breathe in through my nose, as tears fill my eyes.
Keeping up a relentless rhythm he fucks my mouth, without any mercy. As I let him down my throat. I feel a burning sensation on my pussy.
I moan around his cock. As a slapping sound fills the room, as he slaps my pussy again. He begins to build a rhythm where he slaps me every time he pushes inside.
The burning sensation of my clit and pussy lips quickly morph into pleasure. Making me writhe against the bed. Feeling so empty inside. Leaning over my body, as he keeps up the rhythm. Three fingers enter me in one go, making me scream around his dick.
He slaps me one last time, making me clench my walls and come around his fingers. At the same time, his cock twitches inside my mouth as he groans out his release.
Cum fills my mouth, as I try to swallow while coming down from my own high. Which is hard, as Brendon keeps fingering me. His cock rests against my lips, as I swallow the last of him down.
Releasing my wrist. I am able to sit up in bed. Turning around I sit on my knees. I take a moment to take him in.
He’s hair messy, a product of my hands. Eyes dark, with a predatory gleam. Broad strong chest heaving a bit. Muscles flexed. Cock still hard. Gaze moving slowly up my body.
He moves closer to the bed, pulling me closer at the same time. Grabbing me under my ass, lifting me up.
Legs automatically wrap around him. Hands finding his neck. Lips locking into a passionate kiss.
Walking over to the chair in the corner. Throwing the clothes on the chair to the floor, one of the only indications his control is slipping.
Setting me down on the carpet. I pull away from him in confusion. He sits down spread legged in the chair.
As I am about to straddle him, he turns me around.
Making me sit reversed on his lap.
Spreading my legs with his thigh, man spreading. He wraps an arm around my waist lifting me up. He grapes his cock resting against his stomach, and aligns it with my pussy.
The tip moves through my lips, gathering my wetness. Before slapping it a couple of times against the clit. It makes me frustrated cause I feel so empty.
“Bren are you..” I don’t manage to say more as he pulls me down on his cock, in one go.
I moan out. Hand clenching around the armrest of the chair, knuckles turning white. Head thrown back. Cock entering making me feel so full, being able to feel every inch of him inside of me.
The tip of his cock pushing against my cervix. Thick girth filling me.
I gasp out as he lifts me up a bit, before dropping me down on him again.
Releasing the armrest, I lean forward holding his knees. As I begin to move up and down on him. Growing wetter and wetter, feeling him repeatedly hit my cervix.
Moans and groans fill the room.
“Look up baby”
Looking up, I see us both in the mirror. Me straddling him in a reverse cowgirl, while his huge hand holds my hips in a bruising grip. My hair and eyes are wild. Bruises and bitemarks littered all over my body. Looking like I was attacked by a shark. Him leaning back in the chair behind me, looking down on where we connect. Clothes littered on the floor in front of us.
His hips begin to thrust into me.
Making him slide in and out of me in a fast rhythm.
When I come down, he pushes up.
He grabs hold of my breast, while the other circles my clit.
Clenching my walls around him. Feeling like I have to pee. Pressure building in my body. In a blink of an eye, he lifts us both up, still attached.
Moving over to the bed. Each step making him go deeper. My knees hit the bed. He grabs hold of my throat pulling me against, making me arch into him. Head tipping back against his shoulder.
Holding me up, as he begins to rut into me. Making me delirious, head moving from side to side. My hands grabbing hold of his forearms as he other hands snakes to my front to play with my pussy. The way he fits inside me perfectly, like we were made for each other.
Which we are.
Slapping and pinching my clit. Takes me to the edge. He bucks into me so fast and hard. Making me light headed. His other hand wraps around my chin, pushing it against his shoulder. Bitting down on my throat takes me over the edge.
I scream as I orgasm and squirt at the same time. Making me feel like I blacked out. Tremors moving through my body. Heart racing.
Falling forward I moan in to my wetness and whimper, as he fucks me through the orgasm. Back arched, hips into the as he hips pistols into my hips.
Thrusting three times more, before pushing all the way inside. His cock twitching against my walls, as he releases inside of me. With a deep groan leaving him.
Thrusting his hips a couple of times to ride out the last of our orgasms. Making me moan out. Coming back to my senses as he pulls out of me. I can feel the trail of both our releases leaving me, but Brendon takes it with his fingers and pushes it inside again.
The sound of a drawer opening and closing. A plug is pushed inside of me.
Whimpering from being so sensitive. A sting lands on my ass, from a slap from him. Before he massages it. He turns me around on my back.
Laying on my back I look up at him with a shy smile.
“Morning, my little deer” He says as he smirks down at me. Taking hold of my hips, as he stands between my legs. My knees resting on the side of his body, tremors still being felt in them. “Good morning, baby” I reach for him, he leans down and kisses me. He pulls back, before lifting me up again. Taking me to the bathroom.
Sitting me down on the counter. He moves towards the shower, turning it on, his ass looking good. Looking back over his shoulder, he caught me red handed smirking at me.
When the temperature is to my liking. He picks me up again, and walks us into the shower. Setting me down he reaches for the shampoo. I turn around as I wet my hair. He begins to wash my hair, massaging my scalp. As I lean back against him, I can feel he is hard again.
“Seriously Brendon!” I try to move away from him, being too sore to let him have his way again.
“Relax baby, I know you need your rest” he chuckles in my ear, his arms wrapped around me. I turn my head so I can kiss him. Which quickly turns into a passionate kiss.
And sue me if we both went back on our words!