Chapter 55: Another Session

Alan's POV

I suck my lips, awaiting a reply and having to feel his heartbeat with my palm on his chest.

He lowered his eyes at me and my response was a fierce kiss. It's me.

"Let's see if you'd be able to replace that name" he growls coldly with a devious smile at me.

I gulped hard if perhaps I made a mistake but then if he'd want another round, I was fucking ready for him.

"Get off me" he ordered.

I didn't want to but then, I rose up slowly, wondering if this is the end.

My body quakes as I still want him to fuck me. I stood erect at him, my hand held my dick as I stared blankly at him.

Then I heard the doorbell ring. Our eyes flew to the door. He didn't seem surprised as he rose from the bed.

I saw as he walked away from me and hasten to the door. My eyes curious to know who was at the door.

It was a delivery and I really didn't hear what transpired between them because I was disappointed at Darius.

He just ended what we started. 

The next sound I heard was the door slams and I saw him with a parcel, at one hand and the hand had a package bag which contains clothes.

Oh wow, it's time for us to go. I wore a frown, not taking my eyes off him for every movement he took.

I was curious to know what the parcel contains but his gruesome face frightens me.

"Darius what's that?" I asked as he tears the parcel open. The sight of what I saw made me to pre-cum.

My eyes sighted chain, a blank staff and a flogger. Mix emotions flushes inside me as I exhaled softly, holding my breath.

He strained his shoulders and fear gripped me. He now looks so scary as he makes a move closer to me.

I began to step backward but he grabbed a bunch of my hair, dragging my body towards the wall closer to where we stood.

"You fucking want to please me, then do that!" He spat in a mockery tone as though he knew that was impossible.

I was blown away by the heat as I tried to scramble for air. I couldn't even defend myself.

I just wanted him to explain why my name was on his chest but if he wants to have fun over and over with me, i'd gladly abide.

I lowered my eyes at him like a whore and then lean closer to him, making sure my breath fanned his face.

"Yeah, do with me as you please Darius"

He let out a naughty smile, pleased with my response as I threw my hands in the air.

Darius push me against the wall and presses his body had against mine.

He takes both my arms and pins them above my head. I was going breathless, my heart almost exploding while I anticipated his next move.

In a deep voice, he whispered in my ear and then nuzzles his lips into my neck.

“Tell me how bad you want it.”

“It’s hard to talk like this.” I breathe out, my body shaking as his eyes were tempting.

He slams his body hard against mine which startles and arouses me at the same time. He hissed in my ear.

“Try harder.” He growls in my ear.

“I want it so bad.” I softly spoke, not hiding the truth

He chuckles deeply and let go of my arms.

Then he brings one hand to firmly hold my jaw before leaning on to kiss me deeply, roughly, devouring you without any reservation. 

At first, the ferocious kiss took me by surprise, but as it slowly engulfs me.

It excited me and I find myself kissing him back with the same, if not more, intensity. 

In the theories of passion, he pulls his lips away and i find myself lurching forward to follow him, not wanting to break the contact. 

He tightens his grip on my jaw and pins me back to a wall. 

Without releasing my jaw, he traces the turn of my neck into my shoulder with his tongue, teasing my senses. 

He then picks me up and throws me on the chair, before reaching for something inside the parcel.

It’s a silk scarf. I watch intently as he brings the scarf to cover my eyes and ties it around my head. 

The world goes dark, my senses heightened and on full alert. However, I could see blurry vision of him, which was a guide.

I was tensed and my body jittery on the chair.

“Just relax, daddy’s going to take care of you now.” He whispered and I pants softly.

I heard the sound of chains and before I know it, my wrists are pulled over my head and bounded to the headboard.

He then arched my legs, causing me to squat and spread my thighs. I whimper as he chained my legs in that position to the chair.

My knees pointed inwardly at him as I struggled to follow his every actions. My pant increased.

His eyes feasting on every inch of my body. I feel vulnerable, exposed, and unbelievably wet and warm down there.

“Your so fucking handsome" He said and a sided smile escaped my lips.

I heard his footsteps leaving the room but i stop myself from saying anything. I couldn't even think straight.

When the door finally creaks again, which feels like forever, my back instantaneously arches upward, towards him.

“Are you thirsty?” He asks teasingly, and I can hear the sound of ice cubes clinking in a glass.

Did he step out to get those? He still had the blanket on his waist and this time, he took it off.

He pulled me together with the chair and I felt the apex of my leg burning. Then when he had gotten closer to the bed, he let go of me.

He sits in the bed near my feet. 

When he grabs my right ankle and placed a wet, icy-cold kiss on it, a helpless moan laced with unspeakable desire escapes my throat. 

The sound encourages him to continue planting the wet, cold kisses along the inner side of my smooth calf and right up to your kneecap. 

When he stops, my breathing stops. Next, I feel his cold tongue swirling around one of my tiny nipple then he takes it in his mouth and sucks it.

His tongue was cold and caused me to shiver.

His hand, cold from holding the glass, kneads my butt before moving slowly southward, tracing the side of my body.

I writhe in excitement, not knowing what’s about the come.

“Do you want me to touch you there?” His voice, throaty and raspy, making my entire body tingle, quivering at the delicious assault on my amplified senses.