Chapter 23 Swallowed
My throat is burning where Black just pushed himself through.
I am sick in the head, because while I thought I was dying chocking, my panties were drenched in my arousal.
There is something in the low rumble of his voice when he demands me to do something that has my panties soaked and the deep inner muscles of my pussy clenching in need and want.
I do exactly as he says, I take off my panties and lie on the bed and spread my legs, waiting for him. If he wanted to fuck my ass like he threatened the last time, I would let him. In this moment with my heart feeling like it wants to jump out of my throat, I would let this man do things to me that I never thought I would allow a man to do.
It's hard to see anything in the dark but the outline of his tall body. I still can't figure out if it's Raul or not, but it could be. Raul also has a deep voice, but he's doing a damn good job disguising it right now.
I hear the sound of metal, and when Black comes over me still fully clothed, I welcome the heavy weight of his body unto mine. He takes one of my hands in his and then he clamps something over my wrist.
"What are you doing?" I tug on the handcuff, but he is much stronger than me and there's not much I can do when he loops the connecting chain around the headboard and cuff my other wrist.
I'm immobile. Completely at his mercy.
"Do you trust me?" He whispers into my mouth.
Fuck, I'm not supposed to. I don't know who the fuck he even is. And this place is supposed to have good security, so how is he even here if by chance he's not Raul?
I should be screaming and biting, but my pussy is weeping for a man I don't know.
"Yes." I whisper back, and I get rewarded with a soft kiss that steals all my senses and make my hips buck into him looking for some kind of friction.
He doesn't give me what I want, though. Instead, he lifts himself from my body. He wouldn't leave me here like this, would he?
I don't have to wonder too long, because a silk eye mask is placed over my head and taking my sight away completely.
He did this last time. Blindfolded me, but last time he at least let me touch him.With my sight taken away, my hearing is amplified and I hear how he undresses. Just the thought of his delicious body has me moaning involuntarily. He doesn't make me wait too long, because next thing I know, his tongue licks deeply into my folds, and this time I cry out, not caring if anyone might hear me. Strong, callused hands pin down my thighs and keep me open so his tongue can draw delicious circles around my clit, before plunging inside my opening.
Shivers start at the back of my legs like I'm a haywire ready to explode and when he brutally plunges two fingers inside me while he sucks my clit into his mouth, I fuck those fingers hungrily until the shivers run up my spine and my pussy convulse around him in a shattering orgasm.
I gasp soundlessly as wave after wave crashes over me while Black continue to assault my pussy with his fingers and tongue.
When the orgasm is over, I lie there panting, and he kisses my clit one last time before kissing and nibbling over my pelvic bone, and my quivering stomach before attacking my hard nipples.
My wrists are going to be chafed from the way I'm tugging at them when he sucks my nipples hungrily into his mouth. He groans low in his chest as if kissing, licking and sucking me is the best meal he's ever had.
I've always been conscious of my small breasts. I'm a ballerina, so it's normal, but in the world I live in, people get plastic surgery and I've always felt like I'm lacking.
But not in Black's mouth. He bites on the other nipple until I thrash against him in both pain and pleasure.
He's taken off the ski mask. I can feel the skin of his face against my skin.
I realise this is why he tied me up. He doesn't want me touching him, he doesn't want me knowing how long his hair is, or let me trace the slopes of his face until I commit it into my memory.
He says I'm not ready to know who he is, but I am.
I want to see the way he eats my pussy like a starved man, I want to see how he bites into my nipples and the way it makes him groan.
Most of all, I want to see his eyes when he lines his heavy cock up with my needy pussy and the way he slams into me as if he couldn't get inside me fast enough.
Like last time, I can never be ready for the girth and length of him as he reached all the way to my womb in a searing burn that leaves me breathless and my poor pussy gripping him for all that its worth trying to open up for him.
"Fuck!" He growls in my ear, his hands lifting my legs as he grinds his whole length into me. "Your pussy is too tight, I'm going to cum."
His words aren't even out when I feel him twitching inside me and he groans as he grabs my hair in a searing grip and cums inside me, slamming his lips on mine.
All I can do is lie there and take it, just like he wants me to.
I don't know how it's possible. Ben always just rolls off me after he's done, but Black starts fucking into me, mixing his cum with my wetness, creating a delicious friction.
"Your pussy needs my cum so you can take all of me." He tells me as he slams even further into me, making me scream as he starts fucking me hard and fast, the headboard slamming against the wall from his powerful thrusts.
He's in too deep, but I'm so wet, I can feel our cum dripping out of me, making a mess between us, and he kisses me hard and fast, his tongue biting my lips, sucking my tongue as another orgasm washes over me, this one even more powerful than before.
"You're sucking me in." He growls. "You want more cum, don't you?"
"Yes, yes!" I cry out as I milk him and he groans again and thrusts into me hard before spilling even more cum into me.
He's heavy on top of me, but I feel my eyes getting droopy, before I pass out in exhaustion.