More from my novel in progress, Guys Like Us from my NaNoWriMo 2013 daily writing… in this episode, Buddy and Desiree add something new to their sex life:
She sat up and pushed me back against the door. Â I stopped feeling the door handle digging into my back as soon as she started touching me between the legs. Â I tried to draw her inside but she wagged a finger at me, â€œNo, no, mister, you lie back and enjoy yourself… Iâ€™m in charge here.â€
Being in charge meant she had license to tease me all she wanted, at least thatâ€™s what it meant in her mind. Â She pressed my knees farther apart and then dragged her fingernails from right next to my curlies up to my knees. Â I gasped and jerked, holding edge of the seat to steady myself, knowing this game required me to hold still as best I could. Â She leaned over me, not quite touching my lips with hers and then, softly, traced them with her tongue. Â I moaned and my head rolled back slightly. Â I could feel new wetness gushing in anticipation.
She braced her hands on the door and kissed my jawline softly, until she reached my ear. Â I felt her draw her tongue slowly around the edge then cried out as she closed her teeth on it.
â€œOwwww, fuck!â€ I couldnâ€™t help it, that hurt. Â I forced my hands down again and she pulled back.
â€œWhatâ€™s wrong, stud, canâ€™t take a little pain?â€ Â Sheâ€™d played this game with me a little bit before and I wasnâ€™t sure yet that I liked it, but I also didnâ€™t want to tell her â€˜noâ€™. Â Such a dilemma.
I took a deep breath and set my jaw, â€œYeah, I can take it.. bring it on, baby.â€
â€œOh, I will, but there are rules. Â Put your hands under you, sit on them. Â You ready to let me have my way with you, Buddy?â€ Â Her voice had an unfamiliar edge to it, it was sharp and strong and commanding. Â The combination of her voice and the way her eyes were pinning me to the wall had me swooning.
â€œYeah.. yeah, OK.â€ Â I shifted around and sat on my hands. Â I felt even more exposed than before, more vulnerable than Iâ€™d ever felt with her, counting the first time she opened my thighs and fucked me. Â I honestly didnâ€™t know what to expect next.
What happened next was that she explored my body in a completely new way, finding out how to inflict pain and how I would react. Â She only left a few marks. Â A bite mark on my left breast. Â Fingernail scratches on my inner thighs. Â She hit me with her fist a few times, thighs, chest, arms, but not hard enough to leave bruises. Â At first I gasped and cried out at each new painful invasion (?) but at some point, I realized that it didnâ€™t hurt as much. Â Though the temperature had dropped outside and I was no longer covered by the blanket, I felt warm all over. I started to grin, then laugh, even giggle, after crying out.
â€œLook at you, look at my little masochist.â€ Â She spoke softly, crooning and began to run her hands all over me.
â€œOh, baby.. that feels good.â€ I sighed and closed my eyes. Â She took one breast in each hand and gently squeezed them, then brought each one in turn to her mouth. Â She licked and sucked and lightly scraped them with her teeth. Â After the way sheâ€™d been pummeling and scratching me, the gentle touch made me crazy.
â€œBaby, please, god.. you feel so good, Iâ€™m so wet for you, please, Des, give it to me, please.â€
â€œPlease, what, baby? Â What do you need?â€ Â Her voice was smooth, like a soft, velvety sheath over a sharp knife.
â€œDes, please, baby, fuck me, I need it, bad, youâ€™ve been driving me crazy please!â€ Â I didnâ€™t care how I sounded, all I knew was that I was crazy with desire for her.
She laughed and the control in her voice broke apart, â€œOh, Buddy, you are such a sexy thing.. yeah, Iâ€™m gonna fuck you, Iâ€™m gonna fuck you so hard youâ€™re gonna walk funny for days.â€
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