Siren's POV:
But as our skin made contact, he stopped for a second as if he was surprised by how good the contact felt. I definitely was. His hands covered a good portion of my ass. He hesitated before loosening his grip. I took that as an invitation to lower myself on top of him. This time it was me who stilled at how good it felt. A sigh escaped my lips as I moved on top of him.
I could feel him, big and proud, even through the thin layers between us. My eyes went wide as he closed his, my nipples puckered even more. He was still resisting as if something stopped him from touching me, feeling me.
But my lust filled mind didn't have enough time to process it as his hand moved to my hips, tracing up to my waist before settling there. He held me still, not allowing me to move as if he was savouring the feel. I shivered at the idea of him inside me.
It clicked somewhere in the back of my mind that it wasn't the touching that scared this man, it's the intimacy that comes with it. That's probably why he wanted to fuck me from behind with minimal touch between us, that's why he hesitated to kiss me and touch me. I kicked aside the thought for now.
He shot me another cold look, gaining his composure once again, "Its not everyday an escort refuses to give a client what he wants. Did anyone tell you that you're horrible at this job?"
I leaned into him, biting his earlobe gently before soothing it with a lick. Pressing my breasts against him, the fabric of his t-shirt rubbing against my already sensitive nipples making me want to rub against him, I whispered in his ear,"Babyboy, I'm going to give you what you need."
His cock stiffened under me as I moved against it in slow strokes. My breathing turned to gasps as I grinded my pussy against his cock. He did nothing to meet me but sat there, his pupils dilating, his hands tightening on my waist as we made eye contact. He broke it first, shaking his head as if to clear it before retracting his hands.
"What is it that you think I need? To be ridden?" He asked me, his fingers tracing my lips once again.
"You need to loosen up and fucking enjoy what I'm about to do," I told him as I tried to rub myself on his cock as hard as I could with my soaked panties in the way. What I wouldn't give in the moment to have him move against me.
"Maybe if it wasn't all pretense," he raised his brows.
"Oh, trust me, I don't have the sense to pretend right now," I couldn't believe he thought I was pretending to be hot when I had to control myself from cumming all over him. I rolled against him, the friction driving me crazy. A gasp left my mouth as he gave a thurst in response to my desperate efforts. My clit was throbbing, begging to be touched. I need him to rub my clit but he didn't seem to care. So I raised one hand to my boobs, stroking the nipples, skimming lower and lower before reaching the place I needed to be touched the most. I touched my clit, playing with it while still rolling my hips on his dick.
I threw my head back as I felt myself grow closer.
Just a few more strokes.
But he grabbed my hand, drawing it away from my clit, holding it in front of his face, it glistened with my wetness, the juices soaking my fingers. He stared right at me as he wrapped his plump lips around them. My pussy clenched at the sight as he closed his eyes, licking my fingers.
"Fuck, you're wet, so wet for me. You've been getting off all this time," He almost sounded fascinated.
"Ahh...Why do you talk so much? Either shut up and fuck me or let me fuck you. I need to come," I told him. He blinked as if surprised by my outburst.
"Then by all means, continue," he raised his hips, meeting me thurst for thurst. My head fell back as I moaned for him, my hair sticking to my sweaty skin. I loved the feeling him rubbing against me but it wasn't enough to get me off. I slid down slightly, my hands on his pants before looking up at him asking for permission. He nodded his head and raised me up with his hands gripping my ass while I slid down his zipper, only to be met with his full size erection.
I gasped at his size. I knew he was big under his pants but this is huge. It looked so big against my entrance. The precum was leaking, a pearl white drop shining on top of the head, making me want to lick it. I didn't have much time to think as I heard the sound of ripping before he slid the condom over his cock. Fuck.
I still needed some time. So, instead of sliding on his cock which I wanted so much, I slid my panties aside before rubbing my clit against his cock, soaking it in my juices. My eyes shut down as my pace increased and I could feel my breaths shallow. I felt empty inside and wanted nothing more than him but I resisted. I looked up to see his eyes on my pussy milking him and he started moving with me.
Fuck, I could get used to this type of pole dancing. At this point, I was quiet literally bouncing on his cock, my boobs moving everytime he thurst up. I moved forward to lick his neck and he shivered as I placed light kisses over it. I softly bit it and he groaned, his lips parting as he went crazy, his hips bucking against me.
As he shoved against my pussy, I muttered incomprehensible things, switching from one language back to the other, struggling to communicate that I was on the verge. "Oh, my God."
"You're about to come?" he asked in a strained voice.
"Yes, yes, fuck yes!" I clasped his face in both of mine.
His hands went from my hips to my pussy. He flicked my clit as he placed a kisses down my cleavage, moving to my breasts, taking one in his warm hot mouth. One bite and I lost my dear mind. It was as unexpected for me as it was for him.
He moved back, watching me clench and writhe on top of him as I mumbled incoherently. He grabbed my chin, his pitch black eyes staring at me, making me look at him. He held me as I kept murmuring.
Once I came down from my high, I realised he wasn't moving anymore. He had stilled, his brows creased, "You're too close. I kissed you, I let you kiss me. That shouldn't have happened."
"I'm sorry. I was just too caught up in the moment. If you-"
He ran his hand through my hair, gripping it as he pushed me down on to the couch, laying me down. His lips were on mine, making me arch up. He kissed me softly at first, soft pecks, growing more and more passionate untill it felt like he couldn't get enough. Like he had never kissed anyone else in his entire life. I bit his pink lips, savouring his taste.
He felt his way down my body, caressing me, making me feel loved as I lay on back. I swept my fingers through his long hair, loving the feel of it, so soft and silky. I pushed it out of his face as I looked at him.
He growled as his dick grew harder under me. The idea of turning this fine specimen of a man on made me wetter and my arousal returned tenfolds. He explored my body, his fingers moving up and down the curves of my waist before stopping just below my breasts.
"Do you want me to touch you?" He rasped, looking up at me.
"Fuck yes," I arched my back, pushing my hands into his palms. He stroked and rubbed and squeezed everywhere except at my nipples.
"I've been wanting to fuck the daylights out of you ever since I laid my eyes on you."
''Then do it. Please fuck me," I almost begged him, desperate to have him inside of me.
"In due time," He gave me a sizzling hot look as he finally licked one of my nipples. His tongue teasing, punishing as it swept across my boobs. I gasped at the sensation, looking down to see he had bit me. He sucked on them untill they were raw and I couldn't take it anymore.
He looked up at once more but this time with desperation in his eyes and need, a colossal need that was barely contained behind his eyes. I knew I should be scared because his eyes said his motives weren't innocent and soft, they were dark and disastrous. But I reveled in it, like a madwoman I wanted to see that need grow.
So I slipped my hand down his rigid, muscular body till I reached his cock. I grabbed it in my hands, smiling when I felt him hiss against my boobs.
"Siren?" He whispered softly in my ear as he stared at my hands stroking him.
"Hmm?"
"You're about to get fucked. Hard." He looked me in the eyes as he mouthed the words.
He moved back, pulling his shirt over his head and my pussy clenched as his body came into view. He was built to perfection, the rigid muscles glowing in the golden hue. The tshirt did not do justice to his taut stomach and sculpted abs. His shoulders were wide, his pecks rigid and his biceps were stacked. A thin line of hair followed down to his happy trail leading down to his cock, the thick plum coloured tip making my mouth water. I had never thought of giving head as pleasurable but I wanted to feel it against my lips. His skin was tanned and and I wanted to see how it would feel pressed against me.
He pulled his pants off revealing his thick thighs. Oh fuck me. I wonder if he'd turn around for me so I could have a peek at his back. As he stood tall and proud in front of me, only one thought crossed my mind.
This is by far the best job I've ever had.
He suddenly grabbed my thigh, pulling it apart, a wicked gleam on his face as he knelt between my legs. He snatched my panties down my legs, leaving me fully exposed for him. He stopped for a second to drink in the view, his eyes swiping hungrily down my body. He swiped a forefinger over my wet lips, spreading it apart.
"So wet, so lush," He whispered as he spread my wetness around. His fingers rubbing me, swiping over my clit but not giving me what I wanted.
My eyes rolled as he continued teasing me. He watched in wonder as my pussy grew wetter with each stroke, each teasing touch. He teased untill my thighs trembled, quivering with the pleasure
"Please, please, please," It felt like my vocabulary decreased drastically. I couldn't find my words.
He circled my opening, pushing one finger inside then another one, making me feel whole and I nearly came. He pulled it back out and I could've cried. He still played with me, fascinated, like I was some sort of new toy.
"You just get wetter and hornier, tell me, do you need more? Do you want me to make you come like this?"
"Yes, yes, please yes!" I wanted to scream as this point.
"Say my name and I just might," He grabbed me by the nape of my neck as he soothed the little nub, circling it, so close. So close. My eyes shut off with my mind.
"I'll say whatever you want if you keep doing that. Ah, ah please, Noah," My pussy clenched, aching at the emptiness.
"Your clit is swollen, do you want me to rub it for you? Or do you want my fingers inside you? Or do you want me to fuck you?"
"Everything! Anything! Something...'' I was desperate at this point.
''Greedy little thing, aren't you?" He filled me up with his long fingers, probing, feeling and my walls clenched around him while I moaned.
"You're tight, too tight," His brows creased.
Can he know? Would he know that I haven't had sex in forever?
"Just imagine how fucking good my pussy would feel around your cock," I tried to distract him and it worked.
He bent down, kissing me as he moved his fingers. My toes curled when he rubbed my clit with his thumb, my thighs spreading on their own as I felt myself growing closer and closer.
"Tell me you want it, tell me how much you want my cock," He fucked me while I grinded against him shamelessly.
"I want it so bad, I'll do anything you want to let me have it," I gasped as he sped up before stopping entirely.
"Then fuck my fingers, show me how bad you wish it was my cock fucking you," He stopped altogether and I groaned at the loss. I hated being denied and he had done that enough of that tonight. So I moved against his fingers, craving the friction, needing it. His fingers slipping in and out of my pussy.
I threw my head back, my lips parting.
"You're about to come again?" He asked in disbelief."Open your eyes."
As soon as I looked at him, he rubbed my clit sending me over the edge. I held his arm in a desperate effort to stop him, the pleasure too much to take. The fire that ran through my bones was blinding, making my mind hazy and my knees weak. But he was merciless, moving his fingers while touching my clit, making me ride my orgasm harder than ever before. He drew it out, making me feel high and drunk on the pleasure he was giving me.
He withdrew from me, making me feel empty to the core. Even though that was the most mind boggling orgasm I had ever had, I need more. I was a fiend for him and I felt even more desperate than I was a few moments before.
"Next time you cum for me, you're going to ask for permission."
He raked his eyes over my body, his gaze fire on my skin sliding down my still tight and raw nipples from his sucking and licking, my pussy glistening with my juices from my orgasm, my hair framing my face. He tucked one stray lock behind my ear.
He locked his gaze on my face,"You're beautiful." He immediately dropped my hair, his brows furrowed as if he didn't mean to say that out loud.
"And you want me so bad," His eyes dropped to my lips.
"Want? I'm fucking needy right now!''
"Don't worry. I'm going to give you exactly what you need." Wrapping his fist around the head, he stroked himself making me rise on my elbows in anticipation.
I raised my leg, resting the strappy heel against the back of the couch. I spread my lips, rubbing my wetness, taunting him while waiting for him.
"How are you liking the new flavour now?" I teased him as his cock pulsed in his fist, he muttered something resembling a cure before he kneeled in between my legs, rubbing his head against my opening, making me loose my breath.
"Not more than you're loving it," He shut me up.
Sexy Arrogant Bastard.
His cock made me feel small and fragile. I felt like I could either have the fuck of a lifetime or get fucking destroyed. What scared me was that I was ready for either, hoping for the latter more than the former.
He grabbed my hands in one of his, putting them over my head. He leaned in to bite my ear, before soothing it with a lick.
"You feel so good," He whispered to me as his other hand lined his cock along my opening and pushed the head inside my wet pussy. A gasp left my throat at the size, wondering how it'll fit.
I was as soaked as I could be but he was huge.
He slipped in slow, shallow thursts making my toes curl. He suddenly pushed to the hilt, groaning at the sensation making my eyes go wide.