Page 19 of Adore Me
A couple of his fingers gripped the earphone that is resting over my left ear and his lips touched my ear. "You need to learn," Vincent slipped a finger into my hole which bumped whatever is driving me mad and plundered in and out, "that you can't run from me. Feel this pleasure?" He danced his fingers out and tickled my clit with my juices then pushed and pulled the butt plug (I am assuming that is what it is). "Remember this next time. Now, keep your mouth open and you're gonna suck me really good."
Holy.... wow... Who knew this could be so hot? Vincent has never done anything like this, and I feel like I am going to explode. Can a person die from too much pleasure? My body is humming and singing out loud every timeanythingcaresses me.
The hot meaty head of Vincent's hard and thick dick is pressed against my lips and I open my mouth farther to welcome him. I wish I had the use of my arms so I could really give him a show, but I will just have to make do. I hollow out my cheeks and suck hard on the head and then lick around the circumference. I use this technique a few times before I take him all the way in.
I love being surrounded by his scent and his body heat.
My throat begins to relax as I bob my head up and back down in order to swallow him. The music continues to drive me on and encourages me to pleasure him even more. I poor my heart into pleasuring him in order to be him something to remember me by. I could feel my body screaming for release as I licked up and down his shaft. When I felt more comfortable, I unsheathed my teeth and swallowed his whole dick and then I dragged my mouth up. Instead of using my tongue, I used my teeth gently along the underside of his cock.
A whimper fell out of my mouth as he withdrew from it. Was I too rough? I could feel his thighs shaking so I know he must have gotten some pleasure from it. My mouth popped open to ask if I hurt him except, I never got any words out. Something pressed against my lips to keep them closed. A slight wave of panic flooded through me as I thought about three out of five senses have been lost.
My hips dived up when I felt his finger tickle my clit. Vincent's other hand teased with the vibrating butt plug and the music is driving me past desperation. I moaned against the gag covering my mouth and helplessly tried to break the restraints. I am so close to coming that it feels as if I don't come, I could die.
I felt his hot and wet mouth kiss down my torso which stopped above my mound and he took his hand away. The butt plug is still on super vibrations and that in itself is going to send me into orbit.
In one quick thrust, Vincent pushed himself inside of my hole and made the plug move more in the back hole. I have smelled his spicy cologne and musky scent as he works himself in and out of my immobile body. The dives into my sex are so powerful that my eyes feel like they are going cross eyed. My thighs are resting on the top of his and he is driving himself hard and fast into me that I cry a muffled yell.
My body shakes as I come so hard. Waves of pleasure and hot coils sprung a part in me. The intense feeling didn't stop once it started but continued on with each movement from Vincent. My orgasm turns into orgasms and my legs start to hurt and cramp from not trying to jump off the bed. The music blocks all noises, but I know I am screaming as the second climax turns into the third.
Vincent pushes himself into me four more times in rapid pace until he collapses on top of me. My mind is vaguely aware as he unties my hands and then feet. After they are free, he takes turn rubbing life into my arms and then legs. When he's done, he moves to my feet where he unties them and then gradually rubs his hands on my legs until he gets to the plug. A quick yank and I'm free from my taboo pleasure. Next, he removes my earphones, blindfold and gag.
I have drifted off to sea.
Chapter 18
I awoke in Vincent's bed. His arm was draped around my waist. As I backed into his stomach to snuggle closer, I noticed that he put my necklace on me that I took off when we broke up, along with the bracelet. It felt so natural to have these back on me and I felt full. A good full that meant happy and content. Something that I have heard of but never expected it to be true.
Last night was... yeah, I don't have words to describe it. I've never experienced that type of pleasure before. Only in books have I heard of this amount of ecstasy being delivered. Every time I moved, I felt where he was last night. There is some aches and pains through my muscles but nothing too unbearable. My lower body feels him the most, where the butt plug was is very tender. I would do this again in a heartbeat.
As I yawned, my jaw felt tender and I rolled to look at my alarm clock. After looking at the clock, I knew that I needed to get ready for work.
"Hey, where are you going?" Vincent asked as I slipped out of his hold.
"I need to go get ready." Even though I said it, I snuggled back into his hold and let out a sigh of content.
"Baby, you're so perfect as I knew you would be." He rained kisses all over my neck and wraps his arm around my waist. "Did I hurt you?" When I shook my head, I knew it was time to get up to go to work. "You know you don't have to work, if you didn't want to."
"Yeah right," I walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower. My eyes were puffy from falling asleep with my makeup on and my eyelashes felt sticky. I jumped into the shower, and let the hot water wash away everything. Maybe Vincent has kept my shower stuff in here after I left, because when I looked down all of my shower stuff were aligned.
I dried off with a plush yellow towel and wrapped it around my body. Shit. My clothes are still in myoldroom.
"Good morning, baby doll," Vincent is shaving his face and he caught my glare as I scanned his body. With him leaning over the sink, I hugged him from behind and kissed his spine. It felt so domesticating to do these mundane activities together.
Myoldroom still held all of my clothes. What to wear? I decided on a pencil skirt suit that is a charcoal grey and a pin stripe pink button down. Once I was dressed, I ran the brush through my hair and slapped on a little makeup. A quick look in the mirror and my look suggested that I should wear black wedges.
Wha la! I am ready.
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Something that I wondered while I was at work today is whatdoesVincent do? He must do something legit to bring in money, I would think. Clearly you can't claim your illegal business on your taxes. I racked my brain as Anne showed me her tattoo.
Ronnie's name was faded into the dice and it looked really good. From what Anne was saying, is that it hurt.
"How much longer until it heals?" I asked as I shifted through a file of a penthouse that we just sold. I have been waiting for Carlo to call us back to give us the go ahead to make an offer on a penthouse with a beautiful view.
"Anywhere from two to three weeks. It itches really bad!" She whined as she answered her phone. After Anne hung up her phone, she looked me over. "Your hair is shinier, and you have a big smile on your face. Ohmigod. You had some kinky sex!"
My cheeks flushed and my breathing picked up. "Um... okay, I can't lie to you. It was amazing!"
