I rest my head on his shoulder, pressing my whole body against him. I’ve never felt more comfortable.
He rubs his hands up my thighs and up my skirt. I turn my head to him. His hands continue up to my ass.
“Mr. Banks, are you trying to cop a feel?”
“I’m hoping to cop more than a feel. God, Sara, I thought you weren’t wearing any underwear for a minute.”
I burst out laughing. I lift the front of my skirt, showing him my thong.
He grabs hold of me tighter, then goes to stand up.
“Ady, there is no way you’re going to carry me.”
“Just watch me.”
He’s stronger than he looks. He carries me to the bedroom.
I was half expecting him to throw me on the bed, so imagine my surprise when he sits on the bed, so now I’m straddling him again, and he pulls me on top of him as he lies down.
He pulls my head forward and gently kisses me again. His hands find themselves at the front of my shirt, and he starts unfastening the buttons. I move my hand to help with the buttons, but he stops me.
“Don’t make me tie your wrists, Sara.”
I feel my pussy clench at the thought. My body rubs against the bulge in his pants.
He throws my shirt on the floor next to him. My breathing completely changes. I’m totally turned on by Ady just by the look in his eyes.
My nipples start to pebble under my bra, and it’s starting to feel uncomfortable. I bite my bottom lip and groan. I lean back and move my hands, so they’re resting on his knees, pushing out my boobs.
He unhooked my bra and threw it the same way as my shirt. He moves to sit up again and bites down on my nipple.
I jerk my body and groan. I love this bite of pain.
He licks my nipple and swirls it with his tongue to ease the pain. He does the same again on the other side and keeps repeating himself. Over and over. I’m in heaven right now.
I can feel myself getting wetter with every nip and swirl. I adjust my hips, rubbing his rock hard erection between my legs.
“Ady, I need you inside me.”
He lifts my skirt and pinches my ass.
I jerk again on his erection, now it’s his turn to groan.
“FUCK Sara.” He moves his thumb over my thong. “Sara, you’re soaked.”
“I know. This can’t be fun for you. You’re still wearing too many clothes,” I say, knowing my mouth is going to get me into trouble. I know I can be a real brat sometimes.
“New rule, Sara, no talking. The next word out of your mouth, and I’ll shove my cock down your throat.”
Fuck me, I nearly come just from the threat alone. It takes me a whole minute to decide I’m going to be a brat and suffer the consequences.
“Ady I NEED…”
He lifts me off his cock and pushes me back on the bed, and I can’t help but smile to myself. He gets off the bed quickly rips his t-shirt over his head. I didn’t know Ady could remove his clothes so quickly.
I gulp, still lying on the bed propped up by my elbows, enjoying the view. A view that is so hot.
“Lie down, head over the side of the bed.”