Page 49 of Breaking Sanity

“So disobedient,” he whispers, kissing the tip of my nose. I feel my orgasm reaching its peak when he rips the vibrator from inside of me.

“No,” I cry in frustration.

“You will obey,” he laughs, and the weight disappears.

I hear the removal of clothes, and we are skin to skin in minutes. His mouth lands on mine, like he is trying to suck my soul from my body.

“Make me,” I bite, breaking our kiss. His hands grip my hips and he slams his erection in with one brutal thrust. I cry out and try to adjust to him. It has been a long time since I have felt myself having to stretch to accommodate a man’s size.

“Fuck,” he breathes pressing his forehead to mine. “Relax baby. Let me in.” He pulls out and slowly pushes back in.

“Oh my God!” I can feel my whole body shake as he slowly starts to massage my clit.

“Your body was made to be mine,” he whispers against my lips. I gasp when he thrusts in harder. His rough hand pushes down on my pelvic bone causing each thrust to hit the sweet spot.

“Please,” I whimper.

“Not yet, baby.” He starts to quicken his pace and my orgasm starts to build.

“F-fuck please!”

“No.”

I feel my orgasm about to take hold when he pulls all the way out. He replaces his cock with his tongue. It moves from spearing into my center to expertly working my clit. He pushes two fingers inside me hitting my g spot. The onslaught attack on both gets me to the edge in less than two minutes.

“P-please, please,” I scream on the verge of tears.

He spells NO on my inner thigh with his tongue and I am not sure whether to laugh or cry. He adds a third finger and starts to thrust them fast and his tongue starts to pick up pace making my eyes go cross.

Thank God for the blindfold.

“I can’t stop it,” I start to cry but he removes his tongue and fingers making me growl in frustration.

My need is becoming painful. I go to scream and he covers my mouth with his. He gently caresses his tongue with mine as his hand tangles in my hair. He tilts my head back to deepen the kiss. I feel thehead of his cock at my entrance. In a move of pure desperation, I try to roll my hips to get him where I want him.

“So desperate,” he chuckles. “You want to come that badly.”

“Yes, please.”

He groans listening to me pathetically beg.

I feel his chest leave mine and the rope on my right leg is quickly removed. He lifts my leg only to rest my heel on his strong shoulder. Without warning, he slams back into me with one hand gripping my hip using his arm to keep my leg up. The other hand pushes down on my pelvis again while his thumb starts to circle my clit.

“Oh, God PLEASE!”

“Then.” thrust. “Come.” thrust. “For.” thrust “Me.”

I cum screaming, toes curling and back arching completely off the bed. My body is shaking while he continues to roughly fuck me through it, but as he keeps going I am sent into another orgasm that turns my vision white.

“Oh God, I can’t”

“You can, baby. You’re taking me so well.”

“Please,” I start to beg as the pleasure starts to rapidly build.

“Please what?”

“It’s too much.”