My body arched of its own accord at his words, and I knew that it was on the opposite side of this argument from my brain, hoping that every single word he said came true a thousand times over. The area between my legs was already swollen and ready for him, yearning for his touch, so much so that I felt I had to cross my legs to soothe myself.
But Matthew planted a hand on the bed between us so that I couldn’t do it. “Ah ah ahhh. No trying to pleasure yourself. That’s for me to do, when I decide to. You are not to touch yourself without my express permission… ever,” he ordered sternly, then softened it by revealing, “unless I intend to watch.”
I could feel my full body blush at his statement. “But,” I breathed, barely able to recognize the deep throatiness of my own voice.
He boldly draped himself atop me, his hips and legs replacing the arm that had held my legs apart, his very broadness forcing them much further open as I tried to accommodate him, adoring the feeling of vulnerability that was inherent in this position. And then he moved downwards, dragging himself over me slowly, until his head was where his hips had been, using his splayed arms to hold legs that would have closed around him open as he let his mouth settle onto my clit.
Matthew
My boldness was rewarded by a short, sharp scream I hadn’t expected, and renewed efforts to escape me. In my most stern tone, I commanded, “Aria, I want you to lie back and relax. Put your hands above your head and leave them there until I tell you you may put them down again, and stop trying to wiggle away from me. Do I need to spank you again?”
I could feel how she contracted involuntarily at my use of the word ‘spank’. I didn’t think she even knew she’d done it, but it was a very interesting tidbit about her that I intended to remember. As if that evidence weren’t enough to tell me that—although she protested just as vehemently as I’d expected while I was punishing her—she had, nonetheless, thoroughly enjoyed it at the same time, when I moved a hand to join my mouth at her nether parts, one finger delving very gently into her pussy as it rained moisture down onto me.
And the deep, tips of her toes groan that she gifted me with as I did that, nearly had me unmanning myself right then and there. It was a close thing; I’d never really been quite that out of control of myself, even as a young man. But that was what she did to me, and I craved more of that kind of a challenge to my control of myself—and her.
“Do you want me, Aria? Truly want me? Not just fucking, but truly want me to be inside you and claiming you as mine?” I worked my way up her body so I could look directly into her eyes.
Aria
I nodded. “Yes, I want that. God help me for saying this, but I do. Take me, Matthew. I want to feel you inside of me,” I begged, giving up any resistance left in my mind—my body had already surrendered.
I wanted to be relieved of the stinging and shameful pain which coursed through my body, but more than anything else, I wanted to feel his cock buried deep within me. I didn’t want to do what I thought was right. Nothing in my life was about right. Everything was wrong. But when Matthew touched me, it was right. At least for that moment in time.
He stared into my eyes and softly began to speak. He kissed me on the lips and then said, “I didn’t know how badly I needed this until I saw you.”
I could feel the sexually induced power begin to take over. His voice echoed; his face blurred. Alpha force emanated from his body, and a heat burned between our connecting flesh. My eyes rolled back in my head for a moment while the spell of love and a heart-felt passion took over my body. All the pain in the past seemed to melt away with the cadence of his deep tone.
But I needed more.
I could feel his light touch along the surface of my skin. Unable to open my eyes and too weak from intense desire to move, I had no choice but to succumb to the sense of touch alone. The cloak of darkness my eyelids provided heightened every slide and every glide of his strokes. The sound of his zipper lowering and his own clothes being removed, tortured me with the need to see him nude before me.
“Matthew,” I moaned, opening my eyes.
He removed the last item of his clothing, baring his body of perfection completely. His cock stood at attention against this rippled abs. Seeing him nude before me for the first time was a breathtaking sight. Only one word to describe his physique… flawless.