“Take off your clothes,” he rasps. I shake myself to alertness. I can’t tear my eyes away because Dane’s already erect, and I see that my drawing was spot on. The ruddy tip glistens a bit with moisture, and there’s a vein that I didn’t capture, but I’ll get it the next time I draw him.
Slowly, I slip off my clothes with trembling fingers and drop them on the floor beside me. I stand completely nude before Dane, breasts trembling, waiting to see what comes next.
He looks me up and down and then lets out a long, erotic breath. He comes to me once more and kisses me softly. The kiss is passionate, but he’s careful to not let his body touch mine this time.
“Stay,” he commands again. Then, he walks over to the middle of the floor and gets down onto the carpet. He lays on one elbow, mimicking the pose from my diary. He has his head propped up in his hand, one knee bent, and the other leg outstretched. His other hand is on his dick, and he’s beginning to stroke himself. He’s looking right at me, melting me with his penetrating blue eyes.
“Is this what you want, Zoe?” he rasps. “Me, touching myself? Is this what you dream of at night?”
I mewl, unable to form words. My eyes fly to his hand, which is moving with increasing urgency up and down that pulsing shaft. Before my eyes, he gets harder and bigger, his cock lengthening. A pearl of come grows at the tip and slides down the side, making me lick my lips hungrily. I want nothing more than to taste it, and I move forward, but Dane stops all movement and looks at me sharply. I tremble in place, afraid to budge.
“Stay,” he commands in a strict tone. I lean back against the wall, knees bent and slightly quivering. He starts again and I feel my own breath quicken as he falls back into his erotic euphoria. His gaze on me softens. He takes one last look at me struggling to keep myself against the wall, physically trembling with lust and desire, and then drops his head back.
It’s the sound of his moan that really does it to me. He begins to let out deep groans of satisfaction, pulled from somewhere in his core. I’ve never heard anything that resonated as much in my soul as this sound does. I’ve never wanted someone so badly and I can’t take it anymore.
I fight the urge to move off the wall, seeing as I agreed to do as told in exchange for having my fantasy come true. Instead, I succumb to the next best thing. I slip my hand between my own legs, allowing two fingers to engage my clit.
I’m rubbing up and down over my clitoris and can feel myself quickly becoming wetter and wetter. I let my fingers dive deep, finding the place inside of me that is yearning to be touched. I can’t help but let out a cry of pleasure. This gets Dane’s attention.
He lifts his head and upon opening his eyes, finds me pleasuring myself to the show he’s putting on before me. His jaw drops and suddenly the tables are turned. There is a clear and sudden shift in his demeanor. I see him stand and move toward me, but I don’t stop. I can’t because it simply feels too good. I’m in a small, private space with this compelling man and I need him so badly.
But Dane’s not playing around anymore. He advances and rips my hands away and shoves his fingers in their place before letting out a low growl.
“Fuck, you’re so tight and warm.”
While working his fingers inside of me, he slides his free arm under my butt and scoops me up off the ground. I wrap my legs around his waist, and he walks us over to the desk before gently laying me on the surface.
Then, Dane leans over the edge of the desk and begins to suck on my breasts, fiercely working my nipples with his tongue. He takes my hand and tightly wraps it around his cock, encouraging me to participate in my fantasy now. Just feeling him in my hand sends an electric shock through my body, and I can barely curl my fingers all the way around the base. He’s so thick, and it arouses me. I feel my vagina squeeze on his fingers, and as I do, his forehead drops to my chest and he lets out a wild moan.
Dane looks up at me, a fierce and dominating glow in his eyes. He is dripping sweat and the muscles of his chest flex. This look from him is enough to throw me over the top. It’s now my turn to drop my head back in pleasure. My back arches, pressing my erect breasts into the air, and I cry out loudly as he covers my mouth with a kiss to swallow my cries.