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As if to make my point, he reached out and slotted his huge hand around my neck again. I felt tiny in comparison to him—like he was a wild beast, and I was his prey—cornered, trapped, and totally at his mercy. Keeping one hand pressed against my throat, he moved the other down to my waistband pulling at my belt and button.
“Get this shit off.”
I hesitated, as by that point, my hands had drifted up to his, tightening around his wrist as he gripped my neck. I wanted to retain an element of control, or at least the appearance of it, and be able to pull his hand from my neck if the pressure got too much. Drew clearly had other ideas.
“Do it now, before I tear them off.” From the gruff tone of his voice, I didn’t doubt that he would.
Reluctantly, I relinquished my grip on his arm in favor of undoing my pants as instructed.
Drew watched me with devilishly hungry dark gray eyes as I fiddled with my clothes, and as soon as the zipper was halfway down, he swatted my hands away impatiently, replacing both of mine with one of his. Shoving his hand into my pants, he forced the zipper down the rest of the way with the sheer ferocity of his movements. He was an animal.
No sooner was he in my pants than his hand found its way into my underwear, and seconds later, inside me. My body bucked at the surprise intrusion, and his hand squeezed on my throat again.
“Keep still.” His voice was a low menacing growl that sent shivers racing through my body. Given how tightly he was now gripping me, and how easy it would be for him to crush my windpipe if he chose to, I didn’t dare defy him. Instead, I focused on regulating my breathing, and keeping deadly still, which was tough given that my body was molten with arousal.
As he worked me over expertly, one finger inside, his thumb playing my clit like a guitar, I was so turned on, I could barely think straight. It was all I could do to remain motionless and focus on the light at the end of the tunnel my orgasm, each rotation of his finger and rub of his thumb drawing me closer. Holy. Motherfucking. Shit.
My climax was so close I could almost taste it, and just as I was about to finally succumb, Drew withdrew both his hands, and took a step back, watching me through heavy-lidded eyes.
I sucked in much-needed breaths, my pulse racing as my arousal sky-rocketed in spite of my reluctance to give him the satisfaction of knowing he was totally getting to me in a way that was beyond my control. A small grin played at the corner of his shapely lips, as he observed me slumped against the wall, limp with unspent arousal, and I was pretty sure I’d never wanted to slap anyone as much.
“Get your pants off.” I didn’t hesitate this time, quickly toeing off my golf shoes, before pulling down my pants and panties in one slick move. I had them off my body and discarded in a heap a few feet away from us in seconds.
Drew nodded his approval, saying nothing as he dropped to his knees in front of me. It took me a moment to figure out what he had in mind, and by the time I did, he’d already hoisted one of my legs over his shoulder, before pressing his mouth to my clit. He alternated between slowly licking and sucking me, drawing out every moment of pleasure, then also thrust two fingers back inside me, rotating slowly.
As much as I hated him, I would have done anything he said in gratitude for the pleasure he was now gifting me. As it was, it took all I had to remain upright, and refrain from speaking in tongues.
Just as my arousal hit its peak, and I was about to spiral out of control, Drew stood up again, pushing the leg that had been over his shoulder upward between us, so that now my ankle rested on his shoulder. Not a move that most girls could handle, but then most girls didn’t spend their time wound around acrobatic equipment like pipe cleaners, and in more ways than one, I was far from the average.
As my orgasm slipped through my fingers, so close, yet somehow worlds away, Drew stared me down like he hated me as much as I hated him, his chiseled jaw tight with tension, full lips pressed tight, then shoved the fingers that had been inside me, deep into my mouth.
I bit down hard, registering the wince of pain crossing his face, before sucking the fingers of my juices, slowly alternating between dragging my teeth and lips up and down their length, and licking them, my tongue gently working in a circular motion. His teeth clamped down on his bottom lip, scrunching his face in barely contained pleasure, and then it was my turn to smirk. Two can play at that game, buddy.
In another reversal of the previous situation, I watched as he undid his zipper and shifted his pants and boxer briefs down to reveal his straining cock. Just as I suspected from looking at the rest of his body, and the bulge in his pants when he was around me, he had plenty to work with. Before pushing his pants down farther, he fished in his pocket and retrieved a condom, fitting it on himself in record time.
He was silent as he pushed into me, staring me down unblinkingly, his face now a blank mask as he regained his composure. He thrust deep and hard, hitting the spot right away, not alternating his rhythm or depth as I cried out in pleasure/pain. With my leg pushed up between us, and one of his hands gripping my ankle, while the other wound back around my neck, I was totally at his mercy in more ways than one. He controlled how deep, how hard, how fast. He controlled how much air entered my lungs.
When he upped the ante, squeezing both hands tight, and slamming into me with the full weight of his bulky body, I belonged more to him than I did to myself.
I was about to come for real this time, once again hovering over the precipice of the inevitable pleasure I knew was headed my way.
Drew’s commanding voice pulled me out of my head, and back into the room.
“Look at me.” I hadn’t even realized I’d closed my eyes, but at his words, screwed them shut tighter and tighter. “Look. At. Me.” I did no such thing. The hand around my neck tightened dangerously. “Open your eyes, or we’re done here.”
He started pulling out of me, as he spoke, and as much as I wanted to tell him to suck his own dick, I needed to come more that I needed to show him I could be in control, more than I needed to breathe. More than anything. My release was so close, I could taste it, and I didn’t want it to slip through my fingers a third time. I reached out, grabbing his biceps, and pulling him further into me, opening my eyes at the same time, not bothering to hide my irritation.
“What?” As pissed off as I was, I was so aroused I could barely speak.
“I just wanted to let you know I’ve given you an extension on your rent.”
“What are you talking about?” I ground myself harder into him, so close to getting to where I needed to be.
“Oh? I didn’t tell you?” The evil gleam in his cold, hard eyes let me know that he was aware he hadn’t told me a damned thing.
“Well, the good news is you’re not homeless anymore. But the bad news is that I’m your new landlord.” With the final word he slammed into me hard, sending my arousal spiraling out of control.
My climax hit hard, and took me fast, and as much as I wanted to reverse it as the meaning what he’d said set in, there was no way I could. I was too far gone. I couldn’t hold off any more, and when my orgasm finally flowed over and through me, I swore I saw stars.
