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Look a that. It would appear my little Slayer likes kinks. I watched her eyes go wide and then glaze over. I smirked at that and tightened my grip on her wrists. I've played this game so many time with Lilah now. But she never managed to turn me on quite as Faith managed now. And at the moment? I don't care if she's drunk or not. She's a big girl, she can take care of herself.
By the time I pulled back from plundering her mouth, she was breathless, pressing herself against me. I was just about to unbuckle my belt when she shocked me. And said...please. It may have been a 'caught up in the moment' thing. But I don't think I've ever heard Faith say please. My cock twitched at the word alone, the way she moaned it, the look on her face. Quickly, I yanked my belt off and then grabbed her wrists again.
"You need it, you can get it," I growled, tying her wrists to the headboard. "Only we play by my rules." Giving them a last tug, I pulled back and watched her again. She was squirming, pulling on the belt. She could, if she wanted to, get lost at any time. I was up to her how much she needed this. I slid off her and quickly shed my jeans. My shaft sprang free, making me hiss. Then I crawled back and lowered myself on top of her.
I rubbed my erection between her legs, teasing, never sliding in. No matter how much I just wanted to grab her hips and shag her into the mattress hard and fast. "How much to do you want this, Faith?" I asked, biting down on a nipple hard. I moved on to the other one, my hand taking over where my mouth left. "I want to hear you stay it." After I bit down in the other one, I moved up her body, my face mere inches from hers.
It wasn't a matter of trust. Love most certainly didn't have anything to do with this. It was about forgetting. Both of just wanted to forget for a while. Leave the figural and literal ghosts in the past. Just two bodies using each other, knowing it and not giving a damn. "Come on Faith," I said in a low voice. My hand traveled down her body and dipped between her legs. I shoved one finger into her tight wetness hard, my cock still rubbing over her clit. "Say it."
Look a that. It would appear my little Slayer likes kinks. I watched her eyes go wide and then glaze over. I smirked at that and tightened my grip on her wrists. I've played this game so many time with Lilah now. But she never managed to turn me on quite as Faith managed now. And at the moment? I don't care if she's drunk or not. She's a big girl, she can take care of herself.
By the time I pulled back from plundering her mouth, she was breathless, pressing herself against me. I was just about to unbuckle my belt when she shocked me. And said...please. It may have been a 'caught up in the moment' thing. But I don't think I've ever heard Faith say please. My cock twitched at the word alone, the way she moaned it, the look on her face. Quickly, I yanked my belt off and then grabbed her wrists again.
"You need it, you can get it," I growled, tying her wrists to the headboard. "Only we play by my rules." Giving them a last tug, I pulled back and watched her again. She was squirming, pulling on the belt. She could, if she wanted to, get lost at any time. I was up to her how much she needed this. I slid off her and quickly shed my jeans. My shaft sprang free, making me hiss. Then I crawled back and lowered myself on top of her.
I rubbed my erection between her legs, teasing, never sliding in. No matter how much I just wanted to grab her hips and shag her into the mattress hard and fast. "How much to do you want this, Faith?" I asked, biting down on a nipple hard. I moved on to the other one, my hand taking over where my mouth left. "I want to hear you stay it." After I bit down in the other one, I moved up her body, my face mere inches from hers.
It wasn't a matter of trust. Love most certainly didn't have anything to do with this. It was about forgetting. Both of just wanted to forget for a while. Leave the figural and literal ghosts in the past. Just two bodies using each other, knowing it and not giving a damn. "Come on Faith," I said in a low voice. My hand traveled down her body and dipped between her legs. I shoved one finger into her tight wetness hard, my cock still rubbing over her clit. "Say it."