ABBIE
I'd never slept with a man on a first date – but could this even actually be considered a date? Still, as King slid his finger inside of me, playing with me, kissing me and sucking on my neck, all I wanted to do was fuck him right then, right there in that hallway. Who cared if anyone was still lingering about in the bar? I sure as hell didn't. For all I knew, Raven was still there, peeking at us from around the corner as he handled his own business, but I couldn't care less. At that point, nothing else mattered but King and the sensations that rippled through me. My body's desire pushed any sense of logic from my brain as King had his way with me – as I let him have his way with me.
The feeling of King's scruffy face against my skin sent chills down my spine and his rough hands touched me in ways no one had ever touched me before. He explored my body as if he owned it, had every right to be there, and I wasn't denying him the privilege of doing so. In fact, I was enjoying it. It allowed me to not feel guilty for what was happening as I stepped back and let somebody other than me take control for once.
I didn't know if he understood what a monumental thing that was for me. I was so tightly controlled in my life. I never let go. I never ceded control of myself to anybody for anything at any time. But this – giving all of my power and control to him. It was making me feel things I'd never felt before. And I liked it. I liked it a lot. But then, maybe he did know. Maybe he did understand. And maybe that was his gift to me – the way he was making it all up to me. By making me feel the sort of pleasure I never had before.
Besides, I was pinned there and couldn't move, pressed between the wall and King's body, which was rock hard and oh so strong. It's not like I really could have resisted even if I'd wanted to. But in that moment, I wanted nothing more than to reach out and stroke that chest. I wanted nothing more than to touch him. To take back some small particle of control and give him the kind of pleasure he was giving me. But my hands were pinned above my head. I couldn't move, even if I'd wanted to. He was all over me, pressing that hard cock into my belly as he fingered me.
“Please,” I muttered out loud, pressing myself into him. “Please, King...”
“Please what, princess?” he asked me, pulling his mouth away from my cleavage long enough to look up at me with that mischievous smile splashed across his chiseled face.
As he spoke, he buried not one, but two of his large, rough fingers even deeper inside of me, making me twitch and squeal as shockwaves of pleasure rolled through me. His fingers were so deep inside of me and he was pumping them in and out – but I wanted more of him inside of me. Much more.
“Fuck me,” I whimpered. “Please...”
“Not just yet,” he said, lifting my shirt off over my head, exposing my black lacy bra. “I have other plans first.”
He finally let my hands go, but just to remove my bra. He unsnapped it and let it fall to the ground at our feet. My breasts stood perky and at attention as he stared down at them, a look of pure and utter need in those eyes. He took one into his mouth, sucking the nipple while burying his fingers inside of me once more. It was like an electrical current ran from my nipple straight to my pussy and, in that moment, I didn't know what was happening. My entire body was on fire, spasming out of control. I wasn't sure if I was screaming or whimpering, but whatever I was doing, King was enjoying it. He kept sucking on my nipple while he finger fucked me up against the wall. It was almost too much for me. It was complete sensory overload and the sensations erupting within me bordered on pleasure and pain. I felt my head spinning and was growing light headed, but then the world stopped for a moment and all of my senses began to dull – but only slightly. My body felt like a live electrical current and I wanted more. Nothing else mattered but him and me.
The earth below me felt like it shook as an orgasm rocketed throughout my entire body. My body spasmed and jerked, making me latch tightly onto King's head. I pulled at his hair as I bucked wildly against the wall. My body seemed to be acting on its own and I felt my head falling from side to side as pleasure ripped through my body.
“Oh, God,” I cried out over and over again, unable to even think rationally as he fucked me harder with his fingers, ramming them so deep inside of me.
“You like that, baby?” King's voice cut through the noise in my head like a spotlight from a lighthouse on a foggy night at sea.
What he was doing to me felt so fucking good. “Yes, yes, yes,” I muttered softly as the orgasm wound down.
I felt shivers spreading throughout my entire body and my hair standing on end even as the pleasure subsided. My breathing was heavy and my hair was a mess, but King didn't seem to mind. Standing up, he grabbed my hands again, holding them above my head.
“You like that, Abbie?” he asked, his breath hot against my skin.
“Yes,” I managed to choke out. “I like it a lot. I want more. I need more. Please...”
“Good. I'm glad you liked that, princess,” he said, a devious smirk on his face. “Because if you liked that, you're really going to like what I'm going to do to you next...”
King let my hands go and dropped down to his knees. There was a glint in his eyes as he slid my panties down, taking them completely off of me and tossed them onto the floor. Looking up at me with those deep blue eyes, he winked before leaning forward, burying his face into my pussy, flicking my clit with the tip of his tongue. The feeling of his mouth on me caused me to jump and shudder again. I was still so sensitive, especially after my orgasm, but King went to town anyway, burying his tongue deep inside of me.
I moaned loudly as his mouth worked its magic on me and, before I knew it, I felt another bout of pleasure tearing through my body. Not yet an orgasm, but pretty damn close. My knees grew weak, but King wasn't going to let me falter. He held me there, pressing me into the alcove wall and holding me upright as he explored my most intimate parts with his tongue. From the sounds he made, he seemed to enjoy himself immensely. He moaned and groaned against me, lapping up my juices as he went. His hands held onto my ass, pulling me into him and driving his tongue even deeper inside of me.
“Oh my God, baby,” I gasped. “More. Don't stop, baby. Keep going.”
Without meaning to, my hands went to his head and before I knew it, I was pushing him closer and closer to me, wanting more and more of his tongue inside of me. He obeyed my command and flicked his tongue in and out of my opening, taking turns to tease my clit while he was at it. I almost lost it when he began to finger fuck me while he sucked on my clit. The sensations were overwhelming and I thought I was going to be pulled under, lost beneath a wave of the most intense pleasure I'd ever felt in my life.
He stopped just as I felt another orgasm approaching, staring up at me with my juices all over his face. He licked his lips, appearing to savor the way I tasted before smiling at me and going back down again. My body trembled as his fingers found their way back inside of me and his tongue found my clit once more.
This man just never stopped! He kept at it, stopping right before my climax, slowing the pace just so I would come close, but never letting me finish. I moaned and gasped – partly in pleasure and partly in frustration. He was driving me crazy. I wanted to come so badly. I needed it. I felt like my body was going to explode if he didn't let me finish – but King knew that, knew what he was doing, and was enjoying making me wait and wait for release.
He was in complete control over my body, and while it drove me crazy, I had to admit I loved every second of it. It was new. Exciting. And so goddamn pleasurable.
“Please, baby,” I moaned, feeling myself come right up to that edge again and fearing he'd stop to tease me some more. “Please, King. Please, please, please,” I begged, my voice getting higher and higher as the pleasure rose within me. “Let me come, baby. I need to explode.”
He said nothing, didn't acknowledge me in any way, but his tongue sped up, licking me faster, going deeper than before, and he didn't stop.
“Please, King,” I cried out just as the orgasm crashed into me, hitting me harder than ever before.
Nothing in my life had ever felt so good than that moment. All his teasing, all the pulling back at the last minute, all the bringing me to that brink only to deny me again made this orgasm so incredibly intense. My whole body shuddered and I almost fell over. It was so intense, I lost all control of my body and King had to continue holding me up. He held onto my ass, squeezing it and pulling me to him so his mouth never left me.
I screamed out his name, pulling on his hair and losing all control.
My words no longer made sense. Nothing made sense.
But as my body once again returned to normal, the pleasure slowly fading away, King was still there.
And from the way he looked up at me, he wasn't finished with me yet.
“I told you I'd make it up to you,” he said.
“That you did,” I said, finally regaining my breath.
“But don't think we're finished yet, princess,” he said, grabbing my hands and pinning me against the wall. “Because now it's my turn to have some fun.”