Page 21 of Not About That Life
My body isn’t just aroused; it seems Ian somehow plugged into an unknown outlet and turned me on to the highest setting. I can’t touch anything but I can feel the air softly blow against my body, making it tingle.
My mind is going a mile a minute. I’m being pulled in different directions and I’m not sure what path I should take. I let out a soft sigh and my chest falls. “Yes, Sir.” Calling Ian that suddenly emboldens me.
“Good girl,” He walks up to me. An index finger caresses my body where my plain t-shirt and jeans are. He retrieves a knife out of his pocket and makes a small hole in my shirt before he shreds it with his bare hands.
He unbuttons my jeans and pulls them down my hips, casually tossing them in the corner. I’m only wearing my bra and bikini panties as I slightly dangle against the brick wall. My underwear is rather juvenile – several emojis are displayed across the front and back of it. My bra is the standard expensive La Perla demi lace.
I feel a shift of energy between us. Once again, he’s leading as I follow but it’s different this time. Dare I say, he almost wants me to tell him what to do and how. The moonlight shines on my body, hitting every nook and curve, and I carefully watch what Ian is going to do next.
His cologne is overwhelming male with notes of earth, citrus, and jasmine. I feel the heat transfer between us like an energy current; he’s giving and I’m accepting. He looks up at me from where he is, kneeling at my feet. He lifts up one foot and lightly massages it before he kisses it.
He repeats the same motion to my other foot and this time, I moan in appreciation. His eyes don’t leave mine and he seems pleased that I’m responding. His hands caress both of my legs, reaching up to my hips and slowing pull down my panties. He spreads my legs again and cups my sex, feeling how wet and hot I am for him.
A wicked smile appeared on Ian’s face and I knew it was going to be a long night for both of us. “Are you ready, my pet?”
Pet. I’m not sure if I like that nickname while we play, but I’ll make a suggestion later. “Yes, Sir.”
Before I could fully enjoy Teddy P.’s soulful sounds, I feel Ian’s tongue press against my clit. My body lurched forward on its own recognizance, twisting and turning as his tongue flicked over it the sensitive piece of flesh.
He held onto my legs and he dived deeper into my sex, sucking hard at times, flicking his tongue across it at others. My body spasmed into little fireworks as I panted and cried. I feel the small stubble of his beard against my inner thighs while both hands remained on my thighs. His tongue circled my clit as he lifted one leg over his shoulder.
Ohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuck
My body involuntarily shakes as small beads of sweat form on my skin. As Teddy sings how his lover his lifting him higher and higher, I feel the same emotions from Ian. Moans are pouring out of my body and I don’t dare to try to quiet myself. He wants to hear me scream.
He wants me to be raw. He wants me to be free.
Ian flattens his tongue before he drives it inside me once again. I’m straining against the rope and breathing hard through my nose when he lifts up my other leg on his shoulder. Now I’m elevated on his balcony and getting crazy head from my fiancée.
My thighs are trembling, I feel the heat rise in my belly, and I know I’m getting close. I know Ian feels it too and he increases his speed.
In the open air, and I’m sure our neighbors could definitely hear me, if not see me, I came hard against Ian’s mouth.
“Shh…” His hands caress my legs as I feel his eyes watching my orgasm roll throughout my body. He’s not telling me to quiet specifically, but to calm down my body. He lowers my legs back down and he stands up. He quickly unbuckles his pants and his hardened cock juts out.
With a quick move, he’s inside me and I gasp at how much he filled me. He fucks me hard and quick; his hands steadily gripping my ass as he taunts me. “Take it, take it, take it.”
My pussy contracted around his thick cock with every thrust he’d given me. I felt his warm breath against my neck as he moaned against it. He lifted my hips slightly and gave me more of him, completely filling me.
I gasped and moaned, pleaded and sighed. This was new to me and again, for us. My body was almost numb from the pleasure overload. My mind was spinning, my heart had never beaten so fast before.
We moved together as one, our bodies slapping against each other, as Ian built a steady tempo. Every time we make love, it’s a new experience, a different level we’re going to, and it’s never the same.
I felt my body begin to betray me with another orgasm. My legs shake, my body softly trembles, and my pussy convulses around Ian’s cock. I’m on the cusp of yet another orgasm, lost within the moment, when Ian suddenly stops.
My eyes flew open and I found his staring back at me. They’re serious, intense, and are we about to have a serious discussion while he’s still inside me?
“If you want to become My submissive, you do what I say.” His British accent had a bite to it. “Do you understand I own your body now?”
“Yes, Sir!” I moaned.
“Will you follow my instructions with no questions asked?”
“Yes, Sir!”
“Now you may come,” He ordered and I felt reborn. I exploded with a shriek, followed by a loud moan as my body convulsed against his. My body arched off the brick wall and Ian….Ian just chuckled at me. “That’s my girl.”
Ian – or should I saySir– thrust inside me a few more times before He met His own release.
