If you're interested in my inspiration for the "steam" this time around, please feel free to tune in to "Skin" by Rihanna. It was on repeat for me to get into the mood. (X'D)
This is part three of "I'm His Prisoner"... What will Damien do?
Hope you enjoy!
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I slid my shirt on, reaching out to open the door when I felt arms around my waist. I hesitated, my heart threatening to explode out of my chest.
"Don't go," Adryan mumbled. I grit my teeth, closing my eyes tight. I felt like I could cry. This was frustrating, maddening, I always felt confused and defeated when I was with him. My fingers slid off the handle as I sighed heavily.
"Adryan if I stay-"
"Make me yours," he cut me off, my stomach flipping as my chest tightened.
"Adryan what are you-"
"I told you I didn't want you to just fuck me and leave anymore. So pick. Make me yours, choose this. Or walk out that door and don't ever come back," he mumbled, his arms tightening. I knew he was serious, a cool chill washing over me.
What do I do now?!
"You spineless bastard," Adryan grumbled, biting my shoulder blade. I know I hesitated too long but I was afraid. I turned grabbing the back of his head as I pressed my face against his. My chest felt like it was going to collapse, my heart threatening to shatter, anxiety choking me as I closed my eyes.
"I don't know how to do this," I muttered, his hands sliding up under my shirt. His nose bumped my cheek as his lips captured mine. I groaned, clawing at his hair as I pushed his mouth open. We both groaned as my tongue slid against his. I felt his fingers clutching at the curve of my back, his body leaning into mine.
"Figure it the fuck out," he gasped, pulling away as we both panted. "I can't keep doing this Damien. This stupid fucking cat and mouse game. I'm tired of it. I don't want to hurt anymore," he insisted, his forehead wrinkled slightly as he stared at me intently. I took a deep breath, pulling him close as I crushed his mouth with mine. He pushed my shirt up, our lips parting just enough for us to get it off. He grabbed the back of my head, his fingers sliding into my hair as our bodies collided desperately.
We stumbled toward his room, falling into the wall across from his bathroom. I leaned into him, sliding my hands down his back and grabbing his ass roughly. We both groaned, our faces wet with saliva as we panted. I sucked on his mouth again, trembling as his tongue swirled around and teased mine. I ripped my mouth away, his body already hot and trembling as I devoured his neck.
I kissed and sucked on it, biting the curve of his neck and then his shoulder as I humped at his crotch. "Hmm," he moaned softly, sending a delicious thrill down my spine. I cupped his ass, pulling him up slightly as I slammed my body into his. He groaned, losing his breath as I licked and sucked all over his chest. God his skin was so fucking hot and soft, his chest firm and protruding slightly because of his muscles. I sucked his nipple and his pec into my mouth roughly, his head snapping back and slamming into the wall as he shuddered.
"Mmmm," I moaned happily, my tongue flicking his nipple and rubbing the subtle curve under his pec. He was twitching, his ass clenching occasionally as he started grinding his cock against my crotch. I closed my teeth around his nipple, flicking it deviously before sighing and sucking on his chest again.
"Fuck Damien!" he groaned, pulling on my hair. I obeyed, letting him pull my face toward his. His eyes were half shut, his lips puffy and slick with spit as he panted. "You better fucking show me how much you need me," he grumbled then, capturing my mouth. I groaned, my chest vibrating with my excitement as I carried him to the bedroom. I threw him down onto the bed, taking a second to catch my breath as I admired him.
"How are you so fucking sexy?" I demanded, sliding my hand into my pants to adjust my aching cock. I rubbed myself a bit, groaning slightly as I couldn't help but stare. He looked long and lean, his muscles defined enough that every inch of his body looked fucking perfect. Immaculate. His hair was hanging over his forehead a bit, his pink nipples pert and begging to be chewed. And his face... I licked my lip sliding my knee onto the bed as I ran my hands up his thighs. His gorgeous fucking face flushed and begging to be fucked. That was my biggest weakness.
"Hnnnng, yes!" he hissed as I knelt on the bed, hooking my arms under his thighs as I gripped his hips. My mouth closed over his balls, my eyes rolling back as I moaned. He trembled, his hands gripping my hair as he humped at my face excitedly. They were so hot and heavy, feeling swollen as I sucked and gnawed on them. I pushed my shoulders into his thighs, his legs falling open eagerly. I shoved my face into his ass, licking from his puckering hole all the way up to his balls, running my mouth and tongue along his shaft before closing my lips around it. He groaned and thrusted, lunging his dick into my mouth.
I gagged as he filled my throat but didn't want to stop. His dick was so pungent and sweaty, the flavor tangy. I was addicted. I bobbed my head eagerly as he held my hair and fucked my face. He was moaning and panting, his thighs tensing as his dick started to throb and stiffen. I gasped, his dick making a lewd slurping sound as I pulled my lips off him. He groaned in frustration, his hips twitching slightly as his dick bounced against my lips. "Not yet," I mumbled and he tugged on my hair, whimpering quietly as I buried my face into his ass again.