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“Is that a threat?” I ask, feeling a jolt of electricity at the thought of what might happen if I defy his command.
“I’ll let you find that out the hard way.” He runs his warm hands along the curves of my ass and down my thighs. “You need to get rid of this robe.” He pulls at the tie, allowing it to fall open.
“I’m sorry, but I can’t take my hands off the wall.” I snicker, glancing back at him.
“You’re good,” he whispers while pulling back the collar and kissing my neck just beneath my left ear. He has already figured out that it’s one of my weak spots.
A shiver reverberates down my spine as he continues to ravish my sensitive flesh while sliding two fingers between my folds and releasing the juices that have been building up inside. “God, that feels good.”
Trey
As Mandy begins to moan and squirm, any thoughts of how tired I am have quickly been replaced by the need to drive her to another incredible orgasm. Hearing her gasp and feeling her tremble when I push her over the edge has become somewhat of an addiction for me. Seeing how far I can take her and finding new ways to increase the intensity have provided a much needed break from all that is swirling around me.
I position the head of my rock hard dick in the perfect position to tease her, while continuing to manipulate her clit with my fingers. Her breathing is becoming labored, so I nibble gently at her earlobe while slowly sliding into her. She feels so amazing.
“Oh, my God!” she cries, suddenly becoming weak at the elbows.
I pull my hand back and latch onto her hips as I push myself deep inside of her. I hold it there for a brief moment before beginning to rock her hips against me. She draws her knees together gripping me even tighter than before and she begins to thrust back upon me.
“Oh, fuck…” I had intended to be the one in control, but the way this feels leaves me no choice but to let her have her way with me.
I suddenly remember her mentioning how she loved it when I rolled her nipples between my fingers. I slide my hands around the sides of her body and cup her breasts firmly. She lets out a soft moan while continuing to move her hips against me with conviction. I force my fingers together and roll her nipples between them.
“Harder,” she whimpers, adding additional fuel to the already scorching, hot moment.
Inspiration strikes from watching her long, dark hair flow down the length of her back. I reach up with my right hand and grab hold of it while wrapping my left arm around her waist. I pull her to me and once again take over, passionately giving her everything I have to offer.
An unexplainable feeling washes over me as I reach another intense climax. Even though my body is completely spent and more than sexually satisfied, there is still a longing deep inside of me. I wrap both arms around her as we both begin to recover, still gasping for air. I wish we could just stay right here, feeling like this for a while.
“I really liked that.” Mandy finally says, turning her head back toward me. “I love how it feels when you take control and dominate me a little.”
“I love how it feels to be with you,” I reply, continuing to hold her close. “Unfortunately I can’t sit like this any longer.” I give her a kiss before tipping both of us to the side.
“I want to try all kinds of things with you,” she says as she turns to face me with a giddy smile on her face.
“I’m up for that.” My mind immediately begins to conjure up all kinds of possibilities.
“You just let your imagination run wild,” she whispers, snuggling in under the sheets next to me. “I’ve never had anyone that I’ve been so comfortable with.”
Lying with her wrapped in my arms, I once again I realize that I feel completely calm and at peace. I am amazed by this feeling of contentment, like nothing else in the world matters because all I need is right here in front of me. Unfortunately, my lack of sleep quickly catches up with me and I drift off.
~~~
“Your phone is ringing,” Mandy says, shaking me from a deep sleep.
I glance at my watch and see that several hours have passed, so I reach over and grab it to see who is calling. “It’s Mom,” I tell her, wondering if she has good news or if she has found out about the newspaper article. I let it go to voicemail, but instead of leaving a message, she calls right back.
“Hi, Mom,” I answer with a yawn.
“I’m sorry to wake you but Ty is awake and I want you to come up and see him right away,” she says with the most enthusiasm I have heard from her in years. “He doesn’t recognize either of us, but the nurse said maybe seeing you would kick start his memory.”
