Possessive

I knew that getting involved with him would end up fucking me in someway. When it started I was actually trying to convince myself that I wouldn’t fall for him, or any of his ways. But I always knew, I was too weak to resist him.

That night which was 5 months ago to the day, I regretted letting him kiss me. But we were both drunk, I remembered how he made me feel. The way his hands made me feel, not leaving an inch of my body untouched. I remember the way he moaned my name. The way he came.

He was addicting. He was like alcohol. His touch is addicting. I want to hear his moans every morning and every night. I was addicted to him. I was addicted to having his attention, I hated that I did. I knew he wasn’t mine. Just friends who fuck. He was making that clear.

I watched him, well it’s hard not to, he always looked like a God. He wore a shirt which clung to his skin, hugging his muscles. His hair was the way it always is, messy. His eyes were bright but they weren’t on me. That’s what made me annoyed. They were on a blonde/brunette that has clung to his side all night. She leaned into him and giggled something into his ear.

I knew it wasn’t her fault that Peter had chosen her. I sighed as I downed the rest of my drink and placed the empty glass on the counter as I made my eyes leave him.

The second I stepped in here I hated that I said yes to this party. I took out my phone as I rushed to the nearest exit, before my foot made the step to be outside, a hand grabbed my arm, spinning me around to face the party once again.

“Why aren’t you staying? Where are you going?” Peter’s voice rang through my ears. I rolled my eyes at his voice as my eyes never left my phone. I was ordering a taxi but I wanted to piss him off.

“Just going to Liam’s house.”

“And who the fuck is Liam?” His voice spoke, as his eyes widened.

“Just this guy I’ve been seeing.” I shrugged. His sharp intake of breath had me confused. He pulled my phone out of my hands.

“So, you’ve been seeing other people?”

“Yeah” I spoke, not meeting his eyes. It was a big fat lie. I knew Liam had a crush on me but my feelings for Peter always stopped me, but now, nothings stopping me.

“Oh. Okay”

“But haven’t you been seeing other people?” I asked.

“No.” His voice spoke softly as he crossed his arms.

“Oh but how about the blonde/brunette girl on the couch?”

“That’s no one.”

“Sure that was no one.” I rolled my eyes. Sure no one who he spent all night talking to,

“Why won’t you believe me?” He spoke, his voice sterner this time.

“You looked like you two were fucking! Yeah sure, she’s just no one.” I spoke, venom infused in my tone.

“Oh, you’re jealous, hmm? There’s no need to be jealous.” As he spoke a smirk plastered his face.

I rolled my eyes again and turned away from him, reaching for the door again, just wanting to go home.

Peter’s hand grabbed my arm again, his eyes dark. “And you’re still going?”

I nodded. “Why?” I asked as I didn’t meet his eyes.

“Stay and come up to my room with me.” His voice rasped, as he spoke a shiver went down my spine.

“Your house is full! I’m not doing this.”

“Did that sound like a question?” He spoke as his arm snaked around my waist. At that my panties were already wet.

“Oh and who said I wanted to fuck you? Liam might be a better fuck than you, you never know.” He was silent. He slowly turned to the party.

“Sorry folks, the parties over! I have something urgent, I’m sorry!” My mouth was wide open as everyone began to leave. He turned to me with a sinister smirk. Not another second passed before I was karaman escort over his shoulder.

“Peter! What are you doing?!” He didn’t answer me, he just continued to walk through his house. “Pete..” I whispered, I hated that I loved this as we entered his room and he slammed his door loudly.

He threw me on his bed, I landed with a bounce before his dark figure started to lean over me as his dark eyes watched my every move.

“Everyone will be annoyed..” I whispered as my mind wandered to the thought of kissing him.

“And I don’t care.” He started to lean down more. Before I knew it his warm mouth captured mine. I moaned, my hands flew to his neck, gripping strands of hair. He groaned into my touch as his hands went around my arms, bringing them above my head, as his body left mine.

“What ar-” I began to ask confusedly.

“You really thought I was going to let you touch me? Hmm? After you behaved so badly?” He questioned and tutted, he lightly kissed my forehead as he separated from my body completely and walked over to the dresser near his bed. I watched as my heart rate sped up. He pulled out a black and grey tie, I didn’t even know he owned one. My eyes widened as he was back to my side in seconds, his hands gripping my wrists and bringing them above my head.

“Wh-What are you doing?” I whispered as he fastened my wrists to his bedpost

“I’m punishing you,” At those words my body trembled, a shiver ran down my spine. “Oh don’t look so excited, darling.” He tightened the grip on my hands to make sure I couldn’t escape.

“But why?” I whimpered as I licked my lips.

“You’re not supposed to like or enjoy this. You have been a bad girl. Talking about other men.” His hand trailed over my neck as his eyes got even darker.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t me-mean to make you mad.” I tried to get out as I enjoyed feeling his touch on my skin.

He squeezed my cheeks together, “So you didn’t think that I would get mad at you fucking someone else? No?” I moaned at his words.

“I didn’t think that you would care, we never said we were exclusive.” I wanted to see how mad I could make him, angry and aggressive sex is the best. His grip on my cheeks tightened.

“I don’t like sharing what’s mine.” He growled. He pressed his lips back to mine again as his hands began to travel down to harshly grip my hips as he pushed himself against me. This kiss was rougher than any of the others, it was more urgent. As his tongue slipped into my mouth, his large fingers snaked their way under my shirt, making their way up to my stomach.

I whined loudly as I wanted to touch him, I craved it. Peter grumbled against me as he took my top and tore it in half, exposing my white lace bra.

“Peter!” I gasped, but he ignored me. His hands worked quick on my strapless bra, throwing it to the floor along with my ruined shirt. My body trembled at his touch, his fingers travelling to my breasts, taking them into his large hands. I threw my head back as he kissed down my jaw and neck.

His mouth began to suck my nipple, his tongue travelling over the sensitive skin, making my back arch. Moans never stopped leaving my mouth. The tie began to hurt my wrists as I struggled against them more.

“Peter..” I whimpered, I felt him smirk as he continued his work as sucked until my breasts were sore.

“Please.” I begged, I wante- no I needed him lower. I wanted him to see how wet I how and how my body craved him.

“No talking. Unless it’s my name.” He ordered, as a sinister smile appeared. My eyes widened but I nodded. His fingers them wrapped around my hips, as he began to take my skirt off. My panties kırıkkale escort were next, the chill of the chilly room made me moan as Peter opened my legs, allowing my wetness to be exposed to him.

“Oh baby girl.” He moaned as he saw how wet I was. He started to place small kisses, travelling up and down my thighs as he gripped them.

“Peter!” I gasped as his lips finally met my clit, he kissed it a few times before sucking it. My eyes fluttered shut as I let the pleasure overtake me.

A slap hit my inner thigh as my eyes opened quickly, my gaze seeing the smirking man in between my thighs.

“Eyes open, baby girl,” He ordered, “I want you to see who’s making you feel sooo good.” I whined at the words.

He ran his tongue over my slit, as my legs began to twitch he held them down tighter. He brought his hand to my folds and separated them.

“You have such a pretty pussy.” He leaned closer to give my pussy another kiss. But I needed something else.

“Fingers. Please, Peter. “

He slapped my thigh again. “What did I say, baby girl?” Once again his body was separated from mine as he went over to his dresser. As I saw the colour pink , I knew what he was getting. I grew more excited.

“You’ve been so naughty, haven’t you?” He tutted as he was again between my thighs. He switched the pink orb on and pressed it to my clit, the vibrations spreading through me. “I don’t think I’ve punished you enough, baby girl.” He smirked as he saw me struggling against the ties.

He bit his lip as he pushed one of his fingers into my pussy, making the pleasure increased. I started to moan, losing myself in the pleasure.

“You don’t deserve to cum yet.” He spoke, making my eyes widen. “I think I should edge you two times.” He spoke as he added another finger, making them pump faster. My mind was hazy and blank as I began to near my high.

I clenched and tightened around his fingers, I was ready to cum and that’s when it all stopped. I whined as he removed both the orb and his fingers. He brought his fingers up to his mouth and sucked them. “You’re so sweet, baby girl.”

“Aw don’t be mad, you did this to yourself.” He bent over me, forcing me to look at him. I pouted at his words, I wanted to please him and I wanted to submit to Peter, and let him ravish me.

He softly kissed me, his tongue travelled around my mouth. I hated the effect he had on me. His fingers were at my folds again as I moaned into his mouth. Two of his fingers began to pump in and out of my pussy as his other arm wrapped around my waist to bring me closer to him.

“This pussy is mine. No one else’s,” I moaned at his possessiveness. “Only I can touch you like this. I am the only one who can touch you, and fuck you until you only know my name. Do you understand?”

I nodded as my body began trembling as he quickened his pace.

“I said do you understand, baby girl?”

“I-I und-derstan-nd.”

“Say it,” He growled in my ear, his grip tightening.

“This pussy is yours. Only yours. No one else’s”

“Of course it is.” His lips were finally back on mine, he had me wrapped around his finger. I felt the building of my high, I once again pulled against his ties as I wanted to pull his hair as I came.

Peter could sense I was close, his fingers didn’t slow down. I moaned louder than I have before as my legs began to shake as I relentlessly pulled against the ties. Peter’s thumb was on my clit, rubbing it fast as his fingers still continued their assault. I screamed at the pleasure, I was so close. Suddenly my hands were snapped free as the tie snapped. My eyes widened as his movements stopped. kırklareli escort

“I’m sorry.” I whispered.

“No, you’re not.” I knew he was right but he could’ve tied it tighter?

“You’re right.” His hands gripped my hips and flipped me over until I was on all fours. I whimpered when he slapped my ass. He bent over my body and his chest pressed into my back.

“I’m going to have to fuck you until you are then.” He rasped in my ear. I shivered and my teeth dug into my bottom lip as I waited for his cock.

His movements were slow. Agonisingly slow. I could hear him unzipping his pants, I wanted to turn around and see him naked, I wanted to stare at how handsome he is. I wanted to touch him but he won’t allow it. Everything was still.

My head fell back as I felt his cock sliding into my pussy, teasing my hole slowly.

“Peeteeerr..” I whimpered, shaking my ass as I heard him hiss and groan. He grabbed my hips to steady me.

“Patience, baby girl.” I whined as he slapped my ass. I wanted him. I needed him.

“Please fuc-fuck me, please,” I begged, “Please, Peter, I need your thick, big cock, please,” I felt his length twitch against my ass. “Please, no one can fuck me like you. Please, Peter. I need your cum inside me, ple-“

He didn’t allow me to finish, he slid his cock into my pussy, filling me up to the brim as both of our loud moans filled the room. He slowly slid out of me as his fingers dug into my hips, he then slammed into me all the way. He began to move faster, his balls were slapping my ass as he rammed into me, the sound and feeling both made me release moans. His hand came down on my ass once again. I fell onto my elbows, unable to stabilise myself with the immense pleasure I was feeling.

“Who’s making you feel this good, hmm baby girl?” He rasped as he began moving faster, his cock ramming into me at an ungodly speed. I began to lose my breath to the pleasure.

“Yo-ou a-arre.”

“Say my name.” He ordered as he took handfuls of your ass, kneading it, “Say it, now.”

“Peter!” I screamed, my voice becoming sore from all the sounds that I was making. He picked up the pace and one of his hands unlatched from one ass cheek and began to massage my sensitive clit.

“Peteeeer! Don- don’t stop. Pl-e-ease.” I moaned, my legs trembling as I felt myself start to reach my orgasm. I was a stuttering mess, all the words leaving my mouth are unintelligible.

“Let everyone know who’s fucking you this good,” He groaned, his fingers on my clit moving even faster. “Are you close?”

I nodded as my head began spinning as I felt his dick twitch. I prayed he would allow me to cum, I’m almost there.

“Come on then, baby, girl” His pace was still relentless, he never slowed, “Cum with me, now.” At his words I fell apart. My legs shaking as I screamed. The tightness of my pussy clenching his cock triggered his orgasm, his cock filling my pussy with his seed.

I was a panting mess, we both fell into the sheets, his dick still inside me. We lay still for a few moments until he slid his cock out, both mine and his juices started to drip out of me. I whined at the empty feeling. He grabbed his towel on his bedside and cleaned me up. Once he was done, he threw the towel into hamper. His arms wrapped around my waist. I smiled lazily at him as I opened my eyes, I loved the flush on his face after he cums.

“I love the way you look after I’ve fucked you.” He whispered into my ear as he placed a gentle kiss to my forehead.

“Are you really seeing other people?” He asked quietly.

“No.” I felt his arms tighten as he released a breath.

“So why did you lie?”

“Because I have feelings for you,” I spoke before I could think about the words leaving my mouth. I blushed. “Er- oh-sorr- I’ll go.” I stuttered.

“No don’t. I have feelings for you too. That’s why I got so possessive. You’re mine” He whispered as he kissed my neck slightly.