"And proud of it," I stated, pushing him down on the bed and straddling him.
"Hey now, that's my position," he said.
I gave him a playfully defiant look. "Well, I guess you'll just have to fight me for it then."
He rolled his eyes, easily rolling me over on my back, but I wrestled with him anyway, trying to get my position back. I didn't really want it back, but for some reason I found I greatly enjoyed struggling with him, the little twinkle in his eyes, just the general feeling of touching him and feeling his strength. I found it all very sexy, and I especially liked when he would say, "You liked it," or something like that.
Before long we were kissing, and he was fondling me again. He entered me the conventional way first, and he spent a few minutes pumping into me, but then he pulled out, using his fingers to toy with me and whispered, "Want to try something else now?"
"What?" I asked, writhing against his hand.
"Turn over."
"No," I said, thinking he meant anal. "Not gonna happen, buddy."
"Why?" he asked. "You enjoyed it before."
"Wait, what are you talking about?" I asked, but he was already rolling me over on my stomach. He guided me into the right position, making me feel extremely silly as I hunched down on the bed, sticking my butt in the air.
"Are you sure about this?" I asked skeptically.
He smiled. "Trust me." Then he came up behind me, and as soon as he pushed himself inside me I moaned, regretting that we hadn't tried that position sooner. He held onto my hips, slowly pulling out and thrusting forcefully back into me. Each time he did I would moan louder, not sure I was going to be able to last more than one or two more thrusts. I ended up only making it four more, then I was carried away by the pleasure of my climax.
I started to collapse back down on the bed, but he flipped me back over, finding my entrance and thrusting into me again. I still felt kind of tender, but instead of slowing down, he picked up the pace. At first, I wasn't sure it was possible, but then I started to feel the pressure building inside of me again.
Derek took me by surprise, rolling to his back and slowly guiding me down onto him.
Ooh, I liked that, too.
"I'm not gonna hurt you, am I?" I asked, experimentally pulling myself up and pushing myself back down, impaling myself with his length.
He laughed a little, responding, "Only if you stop."
I smiled, and started moving up and down the length of him, until before long I was enthusiastically riding him, making me think back to some comment he had made before. If I would've understood how good it felt, I might have taken him up on that offer when he first made it.
It was the first time I had ever had Derek at my mercy, watching his face as my movements brought him pleasure. He gripped my hips and moved against me, and I knew he was getting close.
"Harder," he breathed. "You won't hurt me, just go harder."
I had been holding back, not understanding how I wasn't going to hurt him if I did what I wanted to do, but since he was telling me to go faster, harder, I figured I probably could. I pulled him completely out of me, lifting myself up, and he groaned as I slowly slid back down on top of him, taking him into my wet warmth inch by tiny inch.
"Fuck," he muttered. "Why are you torturing me like that?"
"Because you deserve it," I stated. "Honestly," I said, slowly pulling myself up, pulling him out of me again, "I should leave you here like this and walk out."
He chuckled jaggedly. "I'm warning you, if you do that, you won't make it past my bedroom door."
Considering he would probably pin me against the wall, I thought that might be a good idea.
Instead, he rolled me over so that he was back on top, stating, "You're abusing the power," and thrusting into me so hard that my whole body moved up toward his headboard.
"That's more like it," I moaned. "Pull my hair."
"I shouldn't," he said, wrapping my hair around his fist nonetheless. "I should leave you here like this and walk out."
I grinned as he yanked my hair and stated, "I'm warning you, if you do that, you won't make it past the bedroom door."
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