Rock My Bed
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Fuck it.
I let my head fall back and prepare to enjoy the ride for a bit. I have to hand it to her, blindfolding me was a nice touch. This isn’t the first time a girl has tried to seduce me, but it is the first time it actually seems to be working a little. The mere thought of her hard at work in her office during the day in dress clothes, and being this naughty sex-kitten in the bedroom at night is nearly enough to make me nut on the spot.
Damn it. If I were into relationships this girl would be fucking perfect for me.
The moment her hand wraps around my shaft I want to moan, but I fight it back. I can’t let her know she’s won me over with a simple touch. I like this little teasing game she’s playing.
The tip of her tongue swirls around the rim of my head—my most sensitive spot. I suck in a quick breath as she pops the tip in her mouth. “Fuck.”
I know she told me not to talk, but I’ve never been very good at following rules.
A rush of air flows through my clenched teeth as I suck in a quick breath when she takes me in further. Good god. This woman is really trying to kill me. If she keeps this up I’m going to blow my load early again like I did the last time I got head. Then she’ll be fucking disappointed and done with me.
I clamp my eyes shut and try to focus on anything other any how good she’s making me feel. The baseball game I watched the night before with Trip pops into my head. It helps a little to distract me, but it doesn’t really take away the warm sensation enveloping every inch of me.
I bite my lip ring and knot my fingers in her hair. “That feels so fucking good.”
The minute the words leave my mouth, Aubrey’s mouth pulls away. My entire body slumps at the loss of her warmth. Why would she pull away after I told her she was doing a good job?
I reach out for her, but can’t find her with this damn blindfold. “Come back. Don’t stop.”
She pinches my lips shut again. “I told you no talking. You’re ruining this.”
I grin. “It’s cute you want to play dominatrix with me, but babe, it really isn’t necessary. I’ve fucking wanted you from the moment I laid eyes on you.”
The mattress beside me gives under her weight as she sits down beside me. She slides the belt from over my eyes and tosses it onto the bed. Kitten’s face twists like she’s trying to hold back some disappointment and the urge to comfort her consumes me. “You aren’t having fun? I wanted this to be memorable for you.”
Not many people let their guard down around me to let me see that I’ve actually hurt their feelings. It’s a nice change of pace to be around someone real.
I lift her chin so I can stare into her green eyes. “Just being with you is memorable enough.” She smiles and her eyes completely light up. I lean in and press my lips to hers. “I do like the idea of less talk and more action, though.”
Kitten giggles as I pull her down on the bed with me. Beneath me she looks so pure, and innocent. I can’t even explain it, but there’s something about her that’s pulling me in. I run my hand down the length of her arm. Her skin’s so fucking soft it causes my cock to twitch against her thigh.
Her almond shaped eyes stare up at me, waiting on my next move. The tip of my finger traces her chin. Too bad this night with her has to be a one-time thing. She’s a girl I would like to keep around for a while. One time with her, won’t be enough. I can already fucking tell. But she would never sign up to stay on Big Bertha as my fuck-buddy. She’s not that type of girl. She has a life.
I kiss her neck, and the scent of her fruity shampoo and perfume fills my nose. Why does her skin have to smell so fucking good?
The desire for every inch of my flesh to meet with hers grips my stomach. I wonder if she would let me fuck her raw?
What the hell am I thinking? I never allow that kind of contact. Not that I’m worried about knocking women up. I know that’s not a possibility because of the accident I had as a teenager. It’s more for the fact I’ve lost count of how many sexual partners I’ve had.
I suck her nipple into my mouth. I bet Kitten’s not like that. From the looks of her and how she rejected my initial advances, I’d say her numbers are pretty low. Maybe I can break my own rule just this once. A girl like her doesn’t come along very often, and she’ll probably say no anyhow, but it doesn’t hurt to ask. This will be my only shot to have her.
“Are you on the pill?” I say between kisses as I get to know every inch of her skin.
“Yes,” she says the words breathy.She's careful. That's a good sign.
“Have you been tested?” Her body stiffens below me.
Shit. I knew she’d never let me.
“Y—yes. Have you?”
I push myself up to gaze in her eyes. I want her to believe me when I answer. “Regularly and I never do anything without wearing a condom, not even blow jobs.”
Her eyes search me. “Well, why would you want to break that rule with me?”
I swallow hard. Truth is sometimes harder than a lie. “You’re different, and real. If I only get one night with you, I want to feel you, every inch of you.”
I wait for her to laugh in my face and tell me hell no, but what she does shocks the shit out of me.
She nods and kisses my lips. “Tonight, I’m yours. Make love to me.”
My heart bangs inside my chest. Mine. I’ve never had that with someone. Even if this is only an illusion created by my fucked up brain to feel love somehow, I’ll take it—one night to feel normal and loved.
I let my head fall back and prepare to enjoy the ride for a bit. I have to hand it to her, blindfolding me was a nice touch. This isn’t the first time a girl has tried to seduce me, but it is the first time it actually seems to be working a little. The mere thought of her hard at work in her office during the day in dress clothes, and being this naughty sex-kitten in the bedroom at night is nearly enough to make me nut on the spot.
Damn it. If I were into relationships this girl would be fucking perfect for me.
The moment her hand wraps around my shaft I want to moan, but I fight it back. I can’t let her know she’s won me over with a simple touch. I like this little teasing game she’s playing.
The tip of her tongue swirls around the rim of my head—my most sensitive spot. I suck in a quick breath as she pops the tip in her mouth. “Fuck.”
I know she told me not to talk, but I’ve never been very good at following rules.
A rush of air flows through my clenched teeth as I suck in a quick breath when she takes me in further. Good god. This woman is really trying to kill me. If she keeps this up I’m going to blow my load early again like I did the last time I got head. Then she’ll be fucking disappointed and done with me.
I clamp my eyes shut and try to focus on anything other any how good she’s making me feel. The baseball game I watched the night before with Trip pops into my head. It helps a little to distract me, but it doesn’t really take away the warm sensation enveloping every inch of me.
I bite my lip ring and knot my fingers in her hair. “That feels so fucking good.”
The minute the words leave my mouth, Aubrey’s mouth pulls away. My entire body slumps at the loss of her warmth. Why would she pull away after I told her she was doing a good job?
I reach out for her, but can’t find her with this damn blindfold. “Come back. Don’t stop.”
She pinches my lips shut again. “I told you no talking. You’re ruining this.”
I grin. “It’s cute you want to play dominatrix with me, but babe, it really isn’t necessary. I’ve fucking wanted you from the moment I laid eyes on you.”
The mattress beside me gives under her weight as she sits down beside me. She slides the belt from over my eyes and tosses it onto the bed. Kitten’s face twists like she’s trying to hold back some disappointment and the urge to comfort her consumes me. “You aren’t having fun? I wanted this to be memorable for you.”
Not many people let their guard down around me to let me see that I’ve actually hurt their feelings. It’s a nice change of pace to be around someone real.
I lift her chin so I can stare into her green eyes. “Just being with you is memorable enough.” She smiles and her eyes completely light up. I lean in and press my lips to hers. “I do like the idea of less talk and more action, though.”
Kitten giggles as I pull her down on the bed with me. Beneath me she looks so pure, and innocent. I can’t even explain it, but there’s something about her that’s pulling me in. I run my hand down the length of her arm. Her skin’s so fucking soft it causes my cock to twitch against her thigh.
Her almond shaped eyes stare up at me, waiting on my next move. The tip of my finger traces her chin. Too bad this night with her has to be a one-time thing. She’s a girl I would like to keep around for a while. One time with her, won’t be enough. I can already fucking tell. But she would never sign up to stay on Big Bertha as my fuck-buddy. She’s not that type of girl. She has a life.
I kiss her neck, and the scent of her fruity shampoo and perfume fills my nose. Why does her skin have to smell so fucking good?
The desire for every inch of my flesh to meet with hers grips my stomach. I wonder if she would let me fuck her raw?
What the hell am I thinking? I never allow that kind of contact. Not that I’m worried about knocking women up. I know that’s not a possibility because of the accident I had as a teenager. It’s more for the fact I’ve lost count of how many sexual partners I’ve had.
I suck her nipple into my mouth. I bet Kitten’s not like that. From the looks of her and how she rejected my initial advances, I’d say her numbers are pretty low. Maybe I can break my own rule just this once. A girl like her doesn’t come along very often, and she’ll probably say no anyhow, but it doesn’t hurt to ask. This will be my only shot to have her.
“Are you on the pill?” I say between kisses as I get to know every inch of her skin.
“Yes,” she says the words breathy.She's careful. That's a good sign.
“Have you been tested?” Her body stiffens below me.
Shit. I knew she’d never let me.
“Y—yes. Have you?”
I push myself up to gaze in her eyes. I want her to believe me when I answer. “Regularly and I never do anything without wearing a condom, not even blow jobs.”
Her eyes search me. “Well, why would you want to break that rule with me?”
I swallow hard. Truth is sometimes harder than a lie. “You’re different, and real. If I only get one night with you, I want to feel you, every inch of you.”
I wait for her to laugh in my face and tell me hell no, but what she does shocks the shit out of me.
She nods and kisses my lips. “Tonight, I’m yours. Make love to me.”
My heart bangs inside my chest. Mine. I’ve never had that with someone. Even if this is only an illusion created by my fucked up brain to feel love somehow, I’ll take it—one night to feel normal and loved.
