Dominate me and love me please (pm only)

He could feel she was tense, even in her feet. He couldn't blame her, some unseen man touching her body. But as he ran his thumbs over the sole and arch of her foot, he heard a soft sigh and felt her feet start to relax. He was not a masseur, but he had had enough massages and had touched enough female bodies to know how to give a sensual massage. So he moved slowly, thumbs circling her ankles, before sliding down to rub each of her toes. As he did, he found himself admiring her feet. Like the rest of her, well proportioned, and lovely.

When both of her feet were done, he slid his hands up her calf, working the big muscle deeply with his forearm. Clearly she was a runner, such delicious legs. He pulled the sheet covering her up, until it just covered her ass, before moving to the backs of her thighs. He spread her legs so he had better access, and an unobstructed view of her pussy. And as he worked her hamstrings, he wondered just how far she would let this stranger go. His fingers worked her leg, just up to her gluts. He slid to her inner thighs and worked the muscles there, his fingers just an inch from her pussy. After a minute there, her body seeming to stiffen, he went to the other leg and began to work his way up again. Soon, he was working the inner thigh of that leg, moving ever so closely to her now obviously wet sex.

He got close and then covered her legs with the sheet. That she was getting aroused was obvious, but he could't blame her. He had done the same with legit masseuses, and he had not crossed the line.

He uncovered her back and began to work her shoulders. He frowned at how tight she was, but slowly worked her into relaxing. He was enjoying this, getting to know her body, her whole body. And what an exquisite body it was! As his palms worked her lower back and his fingers touched the tops of her gluts, the more aroused he became. He put some more oil on his hands and slid them beneath the sheet onto her derriere. God, she had such an amazingly cute ass! He worked the big muscles and the sheet slipped from her, exposing her completely. He stopped and dripped some oil directly onto her cheeks, letting some drop onto her rosebud and pussy below. His hands had moved again, stroking so close to both her openings when he heard her ask him to stop.

He did stop, but couldn't help but giggle like a school boy, leaning closer and whispering, "awww, I was just getting to the good part Tessa."

She jerked over onto her side, pulling the towel off her face, and looked at him with several expressions playing over her face. She threw the towel at him and lay back on the table with a flop.
 
She tried telling herself to just relax, she had nothing to be tense about. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes, just trying to relax. Once she allowed herself to relax and the rubbing got more intense on her feet, she sighed and relaxed completely. Her heart was pounding and her thoughts just went back to Chris, and wishing it was his hands touching her body. She imagined it was Chris touching her body and that allowed her to relax even further. She was glad her toes were painted a cute light pink. She sighed enjoying the touch.

He surely knew how to do his job, but his touch wasn't anything like Chris's his heart was racing as she imagined Chris's hands along her body. She could feel herself get tense, and then relax again. As the sheet moved from her body, she could feel her heart beat fasten. She bit her lip when he spread her legs, but knew it didn't mean anything. She bit her lip, telling herself this was just a massage and to just relax. Then she knew how to relax she just imagined it was Chris touching her tight body. As he seemed to get closer to her pussy, she froze for a moment. Deep breaths Tessa she told herself. She felt kind of vulnerable even though this was this persons profession, as up to know Chris was the only person that had ever intamently touched her body.

She was wet, but not from this mans magic hands, it was the thoughts of Chris touching her body, kissing her lips, touching her ready pussy. She was biting her lip, and she felt guilty for being wet. Her breathing was heavy.

His hands felt good on her tight shoulders. She tried to loosen up, but thoughts of Chris and her now wet pussy made it hard to do. She closed her eyes and just pictured Chris and some of the thoughts and images that had entered her mind made her blush and wriggle all at the same time. She wondered what this man would think if he knew she was getting aroused by how touch, but more so imagining another man was touching her and that was the real reason she was so wet. She bit her lip, and felt herself tense once more. She heard the oil open once more and wondered what was to come next. She became tense again. She tidied to calm herself down and she did for a moment at least. As the oil only seemed to touch her ass, and pussy she felt something wasn't right. And when she felt the hands moving to her openings... She froze. "Um I think that's quite enough."

She got aggrivated that the man laughed at her. And then she felt him whisper in her ear, and knew it was Chris.

One of the many expressions had been anger.

"Not even funny." She said annoyed.
 
"Oh come on," he grinned, "you have to admit, that was a little funny."

When he did not get a response, his tone became softer, "I'm sorry Tessa. I didn't mean to upset you. I was originally just going to give you a massage, but when I saw your face was covered, I got the not so bright idea to mess with you a little. I apologize."

"What can I do to make things right? he asked, setting his hand on her knee, "maybe finish your massage? Happy endings now available."

He looked down at her on the table, completely naked, her arms crossed over her chest, the sheet fallen off to the side. She looked delicious. He ran his hand along one of her shins, asking, "please?"
 
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Her face was red from embarrassment and anger and all kinds of other emotions that she didn't know how she should actually relax.

She wasn't really upset, she was more ashamed in herself, here she was another man touching her body, and she was wet... And now Chris would know that she was.. Yet she didn't know why she was upset, they weren't really a couple and that was fine by her, yet she felt somehow as if she had betrayed him.

She giggled at his comment as she took a deep breath, who could actually be angry with a man like Chris.

She chewed on her lip, but didn't say anything... "I'm not upset with you." She whispered.
 
"That's good," he said, a broad smile of relief on his face. He leaned down to kiss her, confiding in her, "If I can't have fun with my girl..."

He had almost said, "girlfriend," but he knew that however he felt, it was too soon for that. But God did it sound good to him.

He straightened, reaching for the oil, "I want to finish your massage. Touching you like this has been an incredible turn on. I want to... I want you."

He brought his hands to her shins, and began to massage the thin layer of fascia beneath the skin. As he slowly worked his way up her leg, he found himself completely distracted by the sight of her spread thighs, and the wet pinkness between them. He groaned as he was working around her knees and her legs slowly parted in anticipation.
 
She blushed at his comment, and when he said my girl, a flush of fear and happiness all at the same time ran completely through her. She returned his kiss sweetly.

She was smiling again, the look of anger, and embarrassment now gone, funny how a person could do that to you, in what seemed like 0-100.

And she wanted his hands back on her naked body once more. She looked back at him and laid back down again. "Me too, please finish." She whispered in a desperate voice.

Each touch was more erotic then the next, my god she wanted him, it was like her body was made just for him and she wanted more and more of him. She sighed at each rub each touch, and as he got closer and closer to her pussy, her legs parted ready for him.

"Please Chris.." She whimpered. "Please touch me." She murmured.
 
He shuddered with want when he heard her plea. He grabbed the oil as he moved to her side, and squeezed it harder than he intended. Scented oil squirted out and splattered her chest like a porno cum shot. He brought his hands to her belly and started stroking up and down her torso slowly. After a half dozen passes, his hands parted ways. One slid up between her breasts, then from side to side gliding over her soft mounds to tease her hard nipples. As her breasts became slick, his cock throbbed at the thought of sliding between them.

His other hand slid down over her mons, circling there a bit, just to tease her. And then down, his oiled fingertips meeting her open wet labia. Tessa's body trembled as he skated up and down her furrow, and a low groan escaped her lips. "Shhh," he whispered quietly, "our secret."

He saw Tessa clamp her lips tight as he started to flick his fingertips over her clit. Her eyes went wide and her hands grabbed the side of the table. Her face expressed what her voice could not as he kept an even rhythm on her clit. Her mouth went wide in a silent scream as her body writhed in climax, his hand riding her hips as she moved.

After a time, her body quieted and she opened her mouth to breath hard. His touch became light and slow, even as his desire mounted. When Tessa's eyes came back into focus, he trailed his hands from her. She turned to watch him as he started to unbutton his shirt. He was on the third button when a soft tone sounded and the lights in the room dimmed briefly.

Chris stopped and closed his eyes for a moment, gritting his teeth. He opened them again and gave Tessa a quick smile, "looks like our appointment is over."

He started to button his shirt again, and joked, "Please take your time getting dressed. Cum again soon."

He bent over to kiss her, saying with the edge of lust in his voice, "I will meet you in the lobby. We don't want to give any of the clients here the wrong impression. And then I am taking you home."

He kissed her again, before turning and leaving the room quietly. God, he was so turned on!

He passed down the hallway towards the lobby and hoped his erection was not too obvious in his pants. He passed a couple younger women, greeting them and moving on, and heard whispering before he passed through a door.

The women bantered back and forth, "Who was that? Is he new? I don't know. Never seen him, but did you seeee him? Oh my god! He came out of room 6."

They waited until they saw Tessa emerge from the room, her hair mussed, her skin flushed, and the languor of climax still on her. The woman watched her approach them, and asked, "How was your massage?"
 
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She knew she sounded desperate yet she did not give a damn, she was desperate. When the oil hit her skin she sighed. She was biting her lip. Once his hands hit her toned belly, she shuttered. She was already soaking wet with desire. When his hands reached her breast and then his hands flickered over her sensative nipples, she almost lost it right then and there. God she wanted to expierence everything with him, and yet that scared her, she wasn't cultured or expierenced like she was sure all the other woman he had been with was.

When his hand slowly started moving to her already sensative pussy, she thought she faint at the touch, every part of her was over sensitized. When his hands reached her wetness, she kinda felt shy for a moment, they were in sort of a public place. But when he whispered in her ear, she thought of nothing but him her and the way he was making her feel.

She had to bite her lip, when he started flicking her clit, dammit how much could one woman take. Her clit was throbbing and her pussy was clenching with need. She couldn't take anymore as her orgasm overtook her, but she managed not to scream though barely.

It seemed like forever before she came down from ecstacy. She wanted. Him, no correction she needed him, and that thought paralyzed her, she had never needed nor wanted anyone. She smiled at him when she finally came down. She could watch him undress all fucking day. When the light dimmed she gasped... No no she thought he was just getting to the good part... Her mouth went dry.. My god he was so damn sexy.

She could see the annoyance in his own face. "If all massages ended like that, with you the world would be a much happier place." She said and blushed at her own comment.

She lost in and had a laughing fit at his comment.

She returned his kiss, and she felt the want in his kiss, and then his words only cemented his want, and it only made her ache more for him.

She watched as he left the room, and dressed once he was gone, he brought out the best in her, but he would hurt her, they all did eventually.

She raked her hair through her hands, and wished there was a mirror she could look into, she was sure that she was a hot mess and not in a good way.

Okay she thought to her self and took a long deep breath and walked out of the room.

"This place is amazing, my massage was the best of my life." She said with a deep blush.
 
In the lobby, Chris tipped the receptionist, mentioning some of it was for whoever changed the sheets on the table and supplies. She smiled at him, "good massage?"

Tessa walked into the waiting area at that moment, and the receptionist looked her over, then back at Chris, "I guess so!"

Chris just smiled and turned to Tessa, "Ready to go?"

She nodded and he held the door for her. Once outside, Chris put his arm around Tessa, holding her closer as they walked. He wanted her, badly, but it was going to have to wait. As he held the car door for her, he watched her skirt ride up her legs, and thought back to the massage, and how he had had the time to truly appreciate her ass. Among Tessa's other virtues, she had a great ass!

He got into the car and they were off. As they moved along the highway, he put a call in into the office and left a brief report on one of the partner's voicemail. He glanced over at Tessa and asked if she would type up the notes she took on Monday. She offered to do it before then, and he chuckled, "Oh no, I have far better things in mind for you this weekend."

As he approached home, he looked at her, sitting so deliciously next to him, "Would you like lunch? Because once I get you into bed, it may be a while before I let you out."
 
Tessa suggested that she make lunch for them. Chris chuckled, "you will be doing well if you still have all your clothes when we walk in the door."

Tessa giggled, so Chris reached over and guided her hand to the bulge in his pants. He pressed her palm against his erection and said with a soft growl, "I'm not kidding."
 
She was glad to make lunch for them, but she hungered for much more than a simple meal, what she hungered simply was him. After the massage he so thoroughly had given her she sighed and knew she was still so wet for him.

Her thoughts went to the looks the woman gave her as she had let the massage room, and what a sight she must have looked, she snickered to herself, she told the ladies it was the best massage ever in her life but that the gentleman that had given her hers, was his last day.

She smiled at the disappointed faces, and grinned that at least for now he was all hers.

When he placed her hand on the bulge of his cock, through his pants, a shiver ran through her entire body.

"Maybe desert first." She said and raised her eyebrows in a devilish smile.
 
Chris laughed at her suggestion, "I like the way you think. I do love dessert and I am very hungry."

His foot pressed the accelerator and his car sped forward. Her hand did not leave his bulge the whole way home and he could feel his control slipping. Fifteen minutes later, he pulled into his parking place. They were both out of the car and walking quickly to the elevator as Chris saw a neighbor, a curvy blonde who had consistently tried to catch his eye. They all boarded the elevator and Chris made introductions. The woman looked them both over, the bulge in Chris's pants and Tessa's freshly massaged look and asked how they knew each other.

"Work," Chris said honestly.

"Uh huh," Candy replied, as she watched them exit the elevator, "don't work her too hard."

"I won't," Chris called back to her, then said softly to Tessa, "unless you like it hard."

Her reply was saucy and confident. His reply was to start unbuttoning the buttons on the back of her dress as they walked to his door. He watched her blush as she held her dress on as he unlocked his door. When done, he held the door closed with one hand and pulled her dress down with the other. She looked at him stunned as he bared her in the hallway. Chris savored her for a long moment, then opened the door and let her dash in. He closed the door as he stepped in. Nobody had seen them and Chris grinned like a naughty schoolboy.

Tessa was standing in the living room, holding her dress. Chris walked towaards her, explaining, "life with me will always have its surprises."

He pulled her dress all the way down with one stroke, commenting, "and now I want dessert."
 
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He looked at her, her dress at her feet, clad only in her sheer bra and panties, her face a mixture of expressions. She looked surprised, and hesitant, at his sudden assertiveness. And yet, her eyes were wide, her breath quick, her face flushed, and her nipples hard beneath her bra. It didn't take a genius to guess that she liked it.

He reached over and grabbed the cups of her bra. It took little force to tear them apart from each other and jerk them from her body. She gave a little cry and her chest heaved faster, giving a subtle bounce to her hard tippled breasts. He bent down slightly and grabbed her panties, jerking them down as she cried out again. He pulled them to the floor as he bent lower and as he straightened, scooped his arm under her legs, picking her up bodily.

He carried her with strong steps to the bedroom, and lay her down on the bed none too softly. He backed away only long to enough to strip, his eyes on her the whole time. She was trembling softly, until he climbed on the bed and brought his lips to hers.
 
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Her trembling became more intense as he moved on top of her, each kiss becoming harder and more urgent. His entire body felt hard, so great was his want. Her hands were on his face and neck, urging him on. Her legs were spread wide and her pelvis tilted, offering herself to him.

But he paused, something he had felt at the spa fueled his desire. He shifted to his knees and took her leg. He moved it to his left, turning her over. He grabbed a pillow, and lifting her pelvis, slid it beneath her, her ass now at the perfect height. He groaned as he moved forward on his knees, until the tip of his cock brushed her wet opening. They both moaned as he entered her urgently. In two strokes, he was buried inside her. They sighed together as he started an even rhythm, sliding strongly in and out of her pussy.

But as the minutes passed, and they coupled feverishly, his eyes were always drawn to her rosebud, just an inch from his cock. He wanted her, and reached for the bottle of lube.
 
She blushed when he commented that he loved desert, it was then that she realized there wasn't nothing she wouldn't do for this man.

She giggled when he stepped on the accelerator, but didn't say anything at all. She didn't remove her hand from his hard cock the entire way to his house. She took a long deep breath, as her nipples tightened it excitement for him at all. God she ached for him all over again, though there was still much for her to learn, she knew she wanted more and more of him, and she knew she couldn't allow herself to fall for him in any more than a sexual way. When they finally reached his home, shivers went through her spine, as she noticed a woman smiled at Chris as they all got on the elevator together.

Tessa kinda blushed when Chris admitted that they had met at work, she was sure the woman would think yeah little girl way to fuck your way to the top.

Tessa was a little taken aback and still rather shy with her personal life, she wasn't sure she was happy that people seemed to already know Chris had rocked her damn world.

She didn't know if she liked it hard, and it made her blush more and more.

When he began unbuttoning her dress from the back, she breathed deeply, in pure anticipation, the fact that they weren't even at his door yet, slight unnerved her but she tried not to let him see it. As he continued to move her dress down her body, and slightly bared her in the hall way her whole body flushed she was sure of that. His grin however as he ushered her into the room, warmed her entirely all the way from her head to her toes.

"So I've noticed." She said with a bright smile.

Life with him she thought to herself was he looking for more than just a mere sexual weekend with her.

She breathed deeply at his mention of wanting desert.

She was biting her lips as he dress fell to her feet at the floor, and she knew her emotions would shine through on her face. She wasn't sure how to act still around him, all she knew is at the moment her nipples were straining against her bra, and her pussy was tight with want and need.

When he reached over and touched her globes through her bra, she arched forward slightly. She was shocked, when he ripped her thin bra from her breast, as they jolted even more forward for his hands anything. She didn't want to admit that she rather liked his forcefulness of need for her and her body, even though it scared the hell out of her. When he scooped her up in one simple stride she breathed deeply.

He didn't lay her on the bed gently as he had the first time he had taken her virginity. She took a long deep breath and kind of noticed she was shivering a bit, she wasn't sure if it was because he scared her, or she rather enjoyed all of these new experiences with him.

When he placed a kiss hard on her lips she slightly relaxed, my god his lips felt so fucking good against her own. His cock was so damn hard and he was so damn beautiful. She didn't want him to stop kissing her, she ran her hands along his arms, along hi snack her nails tracing his hard muscles. She spread her legs in want for him.

When she stopped she felt slightly uneasy for a moment. She watched him carefully wondering what he was doing. She was a little taken back when he turned her over on her stomach. She wasn't sure what he was doing when he placed the pillow under her knees and her little ass was raised for him, suddenly she felt more vulnerable then she ever had before. But when she felt she felt his cock at her wet opening she sighed deeply. When he entered her she sighed and moaned all at the same time. Her hands dig into the sheets this position was different and it felt like fucking heaven. As he moved in and out of her tight pussy, she felt herself moving against him.

He felt so good she felt as if his clock was made for her,she felt him shift slightly and then she noticed him reaching for something and wasn't sure what he was doing.
 
He kept up his rhythm after he had grabbed the lube. He looked down at her ass and nearly growled at how sexy it was. With each thrust of his hips, she shifted back to meet him. Her cheeks flexed and relaxed accordingly, displaying her rosebud seductively. It ttok a lot for him not to just take it. Had to move slow...

He flipped off the top and dripped some lube onto her virgin hole. Tessa slowed her movements and looked back at him. "Trust me," he said reassuringly, but firmly.

He held his hips still, his cock deep in her pussy, as his fingers began to circle her ass. He circled closer and closer, until he was gently massaging her tight hole. He began to thrust again, his cock sliding slowly in and out of her cunt. His fingers danced on her ass, a single finger entering her when she finally relaxed. As he started to finger fuck her ass in the same rhythm he was fucking her pussy, a low moan escaped her lips. He grinned, "I thought you'd like this."
 
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She but her lip as he shifted and wondered what was coming next. She could feel the rhythm of her heart start to beat faster and faster at the unknown. His cock felt so good inside of her now wet pussy. She was biting her lip still the pleasure was building more and more. She was new to all of this and she had no idea how to act, so she tried to relax and just let what was to happen happen.

She felt something drip into her tight hole, and she kinda froze. Her eyes were kinda wide when she turned to slightly look back at him. She bit her lip, she did trust him, but this was new to her and she was scared.

As he held her hips and tenderly ran fingers around the globes of her ass, she tried to relax and maybe her body did, but her mind sure as hell wasn't and she was glad he couldn't see her face right now and or read her thoughts. When his finger reached her tight ass she gasped, she wasn't sure she was ready for all of this. He felt so good inside of her pussy that for a moment she forgot his finger was at her tight rose bud. She relaxed momentarily, but her mind was screaming in fear, anticipation, and so much more. A moan escaped her lips, but she felt herself tense slightly at the rhythm of his cock in her pussy and his finger in her ass, it was slightly painful and yet pleasurable all at the same time, she was sure having his cock in her pussy was the only way she was able to relax.

She blushed at his comment, yet didn't say anything, her body felt things it had never felt before, and her emotions were all over the place, she didn't know what he planned next, nor was she sure she was ready for it.
 
He dripped more lube onto his finger, as he eased it further into her ass. The sight of his digit pumping in and out of her, only fueled his desire to take her anally. He felt his cock pulsing at the thought, and had to fight climaxing in her tight pussy.

He continued to work her, pulling his finger out completely, then reentering her, again and again. When he felt she had relaxed sufficiently, and her moans told him that she was enjoying the sensation, he slipped his finger out and inserted his thumb. It slid in evenly and then she clamped down. He held it there for a time, then started moving. He followed the same progressing as his finger, slowly fucking her, until she was relaxed enough that he could enter and reenter her easily. The size of his thumb left her gaping, for a moment at first, and then seconds.

When she was once again relaxed, he pulled his thumb from her ass and his cock from her cunt. In one smooth motion, he tilted the head of his cock, and entered her virgin ass. She froze and cried out, her ass trying to reject him. He held his cock inside her, whispering, "Breathe Tessa, breathe. It will be alright."
 
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He dripped some more lube onto his cock, wedged halfway in Tessa's ass. He set his hands on the gentle curve of her hips, his fingers grasping her firmly, and slowly began to move his hips. His cock slid just an inch, back and forth, Tessa's ass still tight, trying to expel the cock invading it. The sounds coming from her mouth were amazing, grunts, groans, gasps. Her knuckled were white as she grasped the sheets.

But very gradually, she relaxed, and his strokes became deeper. His groans joined hers as his cock finally entered her completely. He paused briefly, sighing, "God Tessa, you are beautiful..."

And then he started moving again. He started fucking her. His balls swayed and slapped her pussy with each stroke. He groaned loudly as he saw and felt her start moving with him, her ass moving back to meet his hips. Her head rose and her back arched as he heard her beg him to cum.
 
As she felt the lube hit more of her tight Ass, she tensed and tried remembering his words of calm down and relax and she was trying but all of this was so very new to her. She felt his fingers hold onto her thighs tightly as she breathed deeply loving the feel of his fingers digging into her. Her heart was racing as his cock inched into her more and more into her, it was painful but also pleasurable at the same time. She dug so hard into the sheets she thought her hands were going to fall completely off. She finally started to completely relax, and the dull pain turned into something she never thought possible.

Her breathing was hitched and she sighed and moaned and gasped at each new feeling. Once his cock entered her fully she sighed and gasped deeply. His words were hard for her to take she always was one that took complainants way to hard Cause she didn't really believe him. She smiled and blushed anyway.

When he started moving again, her forehead had beads of sweat upon it. Then after a moment he let go and he really started fucking her. Her breathing was high, her body was shaking, her mind was in so many different places. She wondered if any other woman had sex like this with a guy she barely knew. She couldn't take much more she was so far on the edge, this was all so very new to her, yet she knew she wanted more and more. Her moans became louder, her nails dug deeper into the bed sheets, she turned to him innocently and begged him to cum, she needed relief and she needed it now.
 
He slowed and came to rest deep inside her, asking, " Am I hurting you?"

He smiled as she told him no. "Good," he said huskily, slowly sliding out of her. He saw several expression pass over her face as his cock bobbed in the air behind her. Without a word, he took her hips and flipped her over onto her back. He set her calves to rest on his shoulders, adjusting her body to just the right level. He set his cock to her ass again, and with a small nudge reentered her.

Tessa's mouth went wide and her hands once again clasped the sheets tightly. As his hips began to move, pumping his cock in and out of her tight ass, he smiled, "You look like you are about to explode my dear. Let me help."

He set one hand down on her sternum, in the cleavage of her young breasts, and pinned her to the mattress. His other hand slid down, over her belly, to rest on her mons. He twisted his hand, dropping his thumb between her legs, and softly began to massage her clit.

He kept an even rhythm, both in stroking and fucking. Her reactions were incredibly erotic to him. He spoke lightly, "About cumming... Ladies first."

Her body writhed on the bed, as though squirming away from his hand and his cock. He would have none of it. Pinned to the bed, she would cum. He would make her cum. Period.
 
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She shook her head and could barely squeak out the work no.

She felt at if she were having an out of body experience, she had so many different feelings shooting through her entire body. She kind of bit her lip shyly at the way she noticed him looking at her, how could she feel so sexy, yet so shy at the same time. She gasped slightly as he flipped her on her back. She looked up at him, she felt as if her body were molded for his. She gasped at the different feeling of this new position and sighed as his cock once again entered her ass.

Her heart was beating so loudly she was damn sure he could hear it. Her nails grabbed the sheets, and she felt as if she was slowly coming undone. She didn't respond she wasn't even sure if she could at this point.

She looked up at him her eyes glazed over, now she knew what all the hype was about, she wasn't sure if every woman felt this way when she was having a mind blowing fuck. When his hand reached the wetness of her pussy, she thought she would lose her mind right there and then. When his finger reacher her over sensitive clit, she felt her nipples harden, her pussy tightened... Oh god, she felt as if she might climb up the damn wall.

As he entered her ass, and touched her clit all at the same time, she tried to control her breathing, but she was slowly losing her mind.

It wasn't as if she was trying to pull away, but these feelings over her body, she felt they were to much to much at one time, it felt good, yet painfully sensitive at the same time, every part of her body was beginning to tingle, her pussy wAs soaked, and the throbbing of cock inside her ass, was going to make her explode.

She couldn't take any more, her body started shaking, she was moaning, on the edge of screaming, her nails grabbed his shoulders to hold onto as if for support, she never felt anything like this before, she bit her lip, her eyes closed she screamed his name as her orgasm rocked her entire body.
 
He had achieved exactly what he had wanted. Tessa had come completely unglued and was climaxing almost violently. What he had not anticipated was how it affected him. Her desires and arousal were infectious. As she had neared orgasm, he found his control slipping. His heart was pounding and his breath was heavy and uneven. He gasped as she had reached up suddenly and dug her fingernails into his shoulder, hard.

The surprise put him over the edge, and as she screamed, he felt his cock fountain inside her writhing body. He lost his muscular control, pushing as deeply into her as he could and holding his cock there, feeling the muscles of her ass contract and pulse around him. He eased his thumb from her clit and slid it down and into her pussy, holding it there, feeling her contractions there too.

They each stared at the other. He had no words, and just murmured, "beautiful."

As her breath slowed, she released her grip on his shoulder. As he started to soften, he reluctantly slid from both of her holes. He felt suddenly rather separated from her, and moved on top of her for a kiss, and to feel their bodies touching. It was a slow, soft kiss that lead to a second and third. When he lifted his head, he saw her eyes flick to one side and then heard her give a quiet cry of surprise. He glanced as his shoulder, and saw a little trickle of blood.

He grinned, "Who knew you were such a tiger in bed?"

When she asked if she could do something, he grinned further, "drink it."

He saw her eyes go wide. Slipping a hand beneath her head and twisting his shoulder down, he brought her lips to the cut she had made. "Drink Tessa, take me inside you," he insisted softly, yet firmly.
 
She was completely at a loss, her body didn't feel like it belonged to her any longer, and to be honest it was a feeling she feared yet wanted at the same time. Her climax continued to simmer, until she felt tingly all over. Moaning, sweating, screaming was all new things to her. She just could simply not take any more. She was biting her lip, trying hard to control her screams. She had never felt what she was feeling before, digging her nails into his shoulder, almost as much as her hands had been digging into his bed sheets.

Her body had finally let go and her head was swirling, she screamed his name over and over again. He was so deep inside of her now as her whole body felt numb, tingly, and over sensitized all at the same time. When his finger moved from her clit down farther pressing his thumb at her pussy opening her body lost control once more.

She blushed when there eyes met. When he said beautiful she smiled.

As she finally started to come down from euphoria she felt her nails relax on his shoulder. She sighed when he slid from her ass, feeling empty. His kiss was sweet and gentle, he was like night and day and she loved it. Each kiss deepened, there tongues dancing with the others. As he moved up to look at her, she noticed the blood on his shoulders, and she looked in horror. He looked as well, but didn't seem to be bothered by it.

She smiled at his comment, but said nothing for long moments.

She felt bad that she dug into him so hard that she drew blood, so she asked him softly and rather shyly if there was anything she could do for it.

She was slightly taken back when he told her to drink it. A look of question and wonder and surprise flashed over her face all at once. She watched as he moved, first shifting slightly, bringing his shoulder down, and grabbing her head to where the cut was... She was not thinking merely acting, sure she trusted him, but she also barely knew him. She bit her lip trying to break free of her thoughts, but she knew in that moment in time, she couldn't deny him of anything at all.

So tentatively moved her lips to the cut she made and licked gently, and did as he said, suckling the small cut.

She then sat up and looked at him, she was still at a loss for words, she was surprised by how easily she let this man in, just don't fall in love she told herself.

She blushed and thought to herself, maybe part of her was already there, she was so scared and so unsure of what love pertained, but she knew drinking her partners blood, was the most trusting move a person could make.

"I'm sorry I made you bleed." She said in her shy tone.
 
"I'm not," Chris replied quietly, "now I will always be a part of you."

He shifted again and brought his lips to hers, enjoying how her kisses now were less tentative and more eager, filled with want. He savored each one, and could feel the heat rising between them again. He eased back a little, recalling what they had just done, "I am in need of a quick shower. Would you like to join me?"

He was delighted when she accepted. He moved from the bed and offered her his hand, pulling her nearer to him, then walking to the bathroom. He turned on the water, and soon they stepped into the spray. As her body became wet, he admired the way the water moved on her skin, "You are so natural in the water. I want to take you to the tropics. The ocean is incredible there. You would love it."

After he had cleansed himself a bit, he settled down on the bench and began to run soapy hands over her calves. As he washed her knees and was moving up her thighs, he commented, "I can't stop wanting to touch you Tessa."

She seemed to enjoy it, and giggled as he was washing her hips. She stuck her ass out a bit to be washed and he laughed, "That's it! Work it girl!"

And to his delight, she did, now slowly moving and shifting, presenting her body to him to be washed. It was dance, that slowly evolved from the casually comic to more serious undulation. He soaped whatever was offered to him, and she offered every part of herself, some repeatedly. His hands glided over her curves, her luscious breasts, her taut waist, all moving and sensual. He was breathing much harder, and his cock was harder still, when she was finally completely covered in suds.

She asked him to stand, and embraced him as soon as she did, her soapy body pressed against his. She shifted back and forth against him, then slid up and down. He moaned as his cock was pressed into her cleavage. He looked down at her, and could see how she was relishing his pleasure and her power to arouse.
 
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