His head drops back with a string of curses, and I feel him grow even harder in my mouth. I hold him deep for a moment.
He focuses back on me as his other hand reaches down to cup my chin. Between that grip and the one he still has on the back of my head, I'm powerless to move my head as he starts to fuck my mouth.
I moan happily at the sight of him taking his control back. His look of desperation, ofwildpassion, is the sexiest fucking thing I've ever seen. I can't stop myself from spreading my thighs and sliding my fingers over my clit.
He groans at the sight and fucks me harder. My eyes start to water at the intensity, which only makes him crazier. At the sight of a tear rolling down my cheek, he pulls out with a harsh breath.
"Get on the bed," he growls. "On your hands and knees."
I scramble to do as he says. I try to look over my shoulder at him but he's already next to me, already pushing my face down to the bed. With his hand on my neck, holding me in place, I whimper at the feeling of his other palm sliding over my ass cheek. And even though I know the slap is coming, it still makes me jump.
"Look how wet you get when I'm rough with you," he murmurs appreciatively. "You're already drenched and I've barely even touched you." His hand slides over my other cheek. "Tell me, is it being spanked that makes you so wet? Or having your mouth fucked? Or is it knowing that I'm about to take your ass?" Another slap lands on my skin.
I twist my face into the covers, panting heavily as I spread my legs and arch even harder, desperate for some kind of release. Just his words have me flying toward the edge, and at the first touch I know I'm going to lose it.
His hand leaves the back of my neck and trails down my spine. I whimper when he reaches my lower back, as he slides further and runs his fingers between my ass cheeks. Just before he touches the puckered entrance, his other slides between my legs and begins gently rubbing my clit. I gasp and push my hips back, begging for more contact, for something to finally fill me.
I hear his deep chuckle behind me. His touch against my pussy stays the same lazy tempo, but the thumb on my ass starts to slowly move in gentle circles.
"I'm not usually one for teasing but I can't quite get enough of the sounds you make when you're this desperate for me." His fingers continue at the same slow pace. "I knew the first time I fucked you that we would be the perfect match in bed. Our chemistry is too good. I get off on the power, and I know your strong, independent personality begs to give up your control to me when it’s just the two of us like this."
He pauses, then removes his hand from my clit. I squeak in protest, pushing back for more, but then I feel him shift his weight and press his lips against my ear.
"Am I right?" he breathes against my skin. "Do you want me to take control and be rough with you?" He pulls his thumb away.
I nod, panting, desperate for him to stop teasing me.
I yelp when his hand drops a slap onto my ass. “I need your words, Remy,” he growls.
I start panting, wriggling my ass in the air as my desire builds to nearly unbearable heights. “Yes,” I gasp. “Yes, I want you to take control. I want you to be rough with me.”
Still, he doesn’t give me what I want. What Ineed. Just as I open my mouth to start begging, I feel his wet thumb slide in my ass.
"Oh my god,Tristan," I gasp.
I can practically hear the grin in his voice. "I love when you say my name like that." He straightens and shifts behind me again, his thumb never moving from where it's pressed inside me. When he rubs his cock between my lips, coating himself in my arousal, I think I'll die of anticipation.
Finally, he presses his head against my entrance. When I try to shift my hips back to take him inside me, he stills me with a firm hand on my waist. To emphasize his point, he drops another slap on my cheek.
"Don't move," he scolds.
Slowly, so slowly, he presses inside me. I fist the sheets in my hand in an effort to stay still. It isn't until he's seated all the way that we both exhale a groan of relief.
Then, his thumb starts to move.
As he fingers my ass, he also starts to fuck me, increasing his pace with each thrust. His dick and his thumb move in tandem, and I'm held powerless by the orgasm that's already growing so quickly inside me. My whole body heats as it rolls toward me.
"That's it, come for me," he growls as he drives deep into me. "Come all over my cock, baby."
He pushes his thumb even deeper and the feeling of that is what undoes me. I scream at the force of my release.
"Good girl," he mumbles as he slows his pace. I vaguely feel him pull out of my ass while my body sags into the bed. But just as I think he's going to give me a moment to catch my breath, I feel something cold replace his thumb.
"Ohgod," I whimper, realizing he just spit on me. He spreads the wetness around and inside of my ass, even as he continues to slowly fuck me.
"I love that you're so wet right now," he murmurs thoughtfully. "I don't even need to use lube on you. You just came so hard that my dick is already drenched from you." To emphasize his point, he pulls out and slides his length between my ass cheeks, moving easily because we're both covered in my release.
I turn my face into the bed and fist my hands in the sheets again. I'm desperate for him, for his cock to finally fill me, but I'm also oversensitive right now and a little nervous about his size.