His hands slipped over my hips and pulled my back against his chest. He bent forward slightly and I felt his breath hot against my neck. His hands ran up my body, right over my shoulders and down my arms.
"alright sweetheart?" he growled. Before I had a chance to answer his teeth bit my neck so hard I gasped. His hands grabbed my wrists and in one fast move he whipped me round against the wall and pinned my hands above my head. I looked up into his face. I caught his eye and bit my lip. I watched his gaze drop. His lips parted a touch. He moved his fingers and held both my hands with one of his. His other hand trailed up my neck, lingering on the spot where he'd bitten me. He tilted my chin up gently and moved his face down to mine.
I could taste his breath. I pushed my body closer to him. His hand pushed my chest back and for the first time in a very long time, I felt out of control. His palm pushed down on my chest. I felt like my lungs were being cut short. My breathing was thick and dense. His lips were so close to mine that I could feel the heat between them. I ached to feel his hands all over me and my hips writhed closer to him. He pushed himself against me, trapping me between his strong body and the wall.
His lips touched mine and I moaned softly. Waiting longer than I want to, being at the mercy of someone else is not something I'm used to. As his lip slipped between mine, I bit at it. The snippet of power felt good. He pulled back and tugged my power from between my teeth.
He looked down at me, eyes flared with playful anger and full of raw desire. I licked my lips and tasted him on my soft lip. I shut my eyes and when I opened them, I gave him a smouldering look. I wet my lips slowly and said, "I'm yours for the taking."
His body pressed down against me and his mouth danced wetly with mine. My lips started by softly teasing his, but in less than a moment everything tender was ripped apart. His tongue thrust into my mouth and I'd groan appreciatively at the force.
His grip tightened around my wrists and I felt as if I was being pulled against my muscles. Drawn up and lengthened. He pulled back and left my mouth feeling empty. My lips stayed parted and I looked up, waiting. His fingers crept up my chest, slowly deliberately. As they slid over the skin of my neck, my eyes glazed over. His fingers trailed up my neck and over the short hair on the back of my head. I felt his hand settle. My eyes refocused.
My head was whipped back with so much force that I gasped. He'd grabbed hold of my hair, wrapping strands around his fingers and tugged my head back. My eyes snapped back into focus when I felt his tongue running across my lip. I didn’t move.
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