#sin week

The way he growls low, against my lips, vibrates and reverberates, makes the heat that pounds low in my core grow infinite. I passionately grip his hair tighter, moan against his lips as his hands squeeze my butt hungrily. I myself pull him harder against me. I can feel how much exactly he wants me, his hard manhood, still locked up in his pants, is begging to be freed and I am in no position to deny him his freedom.

I moan again as his leg presses mine apart, while I feverishly try to get rid of his jacket. With his help, the blazer finds quickly its place on the floor, followed by the matching west. Our breath gets fitful as we finally have our hands on each other again. His hands are everywhere. He roams under my large wool sweater, squeezing my breast, my ass, the skin of my hip.

I have to get rid of my knitted top. Now! Immediately! Rayan seems to think the same as he grabs the hem of it and drags it over my head.

My lips miss him the moment we part and appear to rejoice when we find each other again. I jump on him, wrap my legs around him tightly, as he simultaneously lifts me up.

I might go insane after all. His hard dick presses mercilessly against my throbbing center, and I can tell without even touching that I am soaking wet. I can’t help but roll my hips at this sensation which grants me a hoarse moan from him.

I am put down on a table or a bench. I don’t know, I don’t care.

All my thoughts are about, sex, sex, and sex! I get goosebumps as I greedily dig my fingernails into the fabric of his pants, pulling him even closer. I need friction! And I get it. His rocking almost causes me to pass out.

His hand dances over the lace of my bra, while the other in the back opens effortlessly the hook. With one swift move, my bra is on the floor. He leans closer kissing and licking a trail from my mouth down to my right breast, while the other one is teased and twisted with one of his big hands.

I throw my head backward. I can more feel than see the smile that tugs at the corner of his mouth, as he brushes with the other hand over my thigh, higher and higher until he almost reaches my core. But there he stops, drawing lazy circles into the fabric of my leggings, right before the goal.

I growl unhappily while I open my legs a bit wider and push my hips forward. But he just rests his hand where it is, frustrating close to my hot center. I look up again. His eyes fixed on me, a carnivore smile on his lips.

I bite my bottom lip, I swear to god this man takes my sanity. He is so sexy, if he would just touch me there I would come for sure. But for the looks of it, he seems to enjoy seeing me being tortured like that, but two can play this game.

I start to unbutton his shirt, slowly. One single finger trailing lazily from his collarbone over his breast, down his muscular stomach. The few dark hairs that are growing hidden from his pants up to his bellybutton make him even sexier. How can a single person combine divine looks and brains like him?

I bite down my bottom lip again, as my finger hooks in one of the belt loops in front. I pull him closer again. Kiss him ardently while my fingers expertly open his belt, the button and the zipper of his pants. I feel him sigh as I pull them down with one jerk.

His manhood unfolds, nearly free, just the very tip peeking out of his underwear in anticipation. He shivers noticeably against me as one of my fingernails trails down the hem of his boxer shorts.

He leans in, his head on my shoulder as I get into the light fabric, dancing with my fingers up and down his hip and thigh. Careful not to touch his member. He moans while biting into the soft flesh of my shoulder. “You’re…Ahhh..such a tease!” I laugh knowingly. He’s one to talk.

Stepping out of the mountain that formed to his feet he pulls me off the surface and carries me away. My legs are once again tightly wrapped around his hips, my arms wrapped around his neck.  

I am laid down into a sea of gray silk, soft and inviting. Rayan is hovering over me, kissing me passionately while my legs press him harder against me. I need this so bad. The feeling of me wanting sex, tenfolds the one I had a few minutes ago. I can’t wait any longer.

I pant between our hot kisses, as he finally grabs the elastic hem of my leggings and pulls it down, getting off the bed while doing so. The leggings fly in a high bow down to the floor, a fate that they share with all the other garments.

My eyes observe him as he walks around the bed to the other side, opens the drawer of his commode and takes out a small package. He throws the content to the pillows and takes off his unbuttoned shirt and the underwear.

I can help but smile by the way his eyes roam over my body, his eyes clearly shadowed with desire. I guess mine exhibit the same desire as I sit up and meet him halfway on my knees. I finally have full excess to his upper body. I kiss my way down his stomach but get pushed back into the sheets.

His fingers trail slowly between my legs and rub lazily over my panties, as we kiss feverishly.

He’s teasing me again. I want him so much that I can’t even form a coherent sentence. “Rah..yan!” He chuckles lowly at my panting, bitting my nipple. “Say that again!” “Ahh…Rah-yan.” He growls, his chest vibrates with the deep sound.

Every inch of bare skin he touches is on fire. My thighs shake as he lastly rips off my panties and slides one finger down my fold. I gasp and arch my back as his finger pumps inside of me.

He bites my throat and groans as I reach for his thick length, entering another finger. I am so close, so close, that I clench his member hard, which only leads him to pump in and out of me more furiously.

“Ahhh… RayaHHn I’m comAhh!” My eyes flutter shut while the heat assembles in my core. I can feel every muscle in my upper body tensing with incredible speed as my hips instinctively buck up at the sensation.

I stroke his thick length up and down. His member the only thing that keeps me from losing myself completely. His lips are hot on mine as our tongues dance again, uncontrolled and wild.

My muffled moans melt with his as I totally come apart underneath him. The waves of my lust wash over me while we feverishly kiss, again and again.

Our breaths are stagger as we finally pull apart. I am sweaty, breathless and so, so desperate for a next round. All I want to is to feel him inside of me, ripping me apart, entirely.

I open my eyes and fall all over for him again, his possessive smile and the hot burning desire in his bright eyes makes me want to have him even more.

“You have no idea how long I wanted this..” He whispers huskily nibbling at my bottom lip. “You have no idea how fucking alluring you are!” I wrap my arms around his neck and spin us around, toping him with my knees on either side of him.

I take a condom out of the package and put it in my mouth, sliding slowly down his legs to get better excess to his dick. Man, he is impressive, now that I have a better look. I take it in one hand and glide slowly from top to bottom, my fist tightly around him, all while I look him seductively in the eyes. My mouth glides over his thickness, wrapping him in the condom expertly.

I am still facing the Dormitory entry when I hear his footsteps approach. I can almost feel his body heat behind me, but before he can even touch me I hiss out of gritted teeth “Don’t you dare touch me!” surprised by the way my own voice sounds I frown at myself. It’s a threatening deep tone, that I never have heard before.

But truth be told, I am sick and tired of this little game of ours. The way we seem to attract and repel each other like two magnets, changing their pole when coming to close to each other just makes me nuts.

My thoughts run constantly around him - Him solemnly. Around that smug little grin of his. And I hate it! So much so, that the constant reminder drives me insane.

I swing the door open and stomp down the hallway ignoring the fact that he is following me. I don’t need this shit right now. His display of jealousy to an item he doesn’t even want. Ridiculous. I really don’t need this…

“I’m not done yet” he growls, catching my wrist. He turns me around with one swift move and forces me to look up at him.

His grip is tight around my wrist, even hurts a little. And I hate myself for the way I carve his touch. How the place he touches sends sparkles of electricity through my body like lightning bolts. And how much power he holds over me even if I’d like to deny it.

I try to jerk my arm out of his grasp nonetheless, but his grasp is like iron. “I said don’t touch me!” I hiss again. Trying to look as threatening as I sound.

He towers over me like he could swallow me whole. He is so tall. So much taller than me, so much broader then he used to be in our high school days, so much more mature, so much sexier…

I rip myself out of the thought and finally free my hand as he loosens his grip. “And I said I’m not done yet!” he growls through gritted teeth.

“What were you doing with that red-headed jerk? Why did he walk you home?” He askes possessively as he takes another step toward me. I hardly can stand my ground. Unintentionally, I back down while his nearness forces me to look up to him.

I try to stare him down the best I can, but the fact that he’s intimidating me shows clearly in my retreat. “What do you care?” I ask sharply instead, concealing my insecurity.

His jaw is twitching with every pressed word. “That’s none of your business, just answer the god damned question!” I puff almost amused “Than I regret that this is none of your business either” I snarl teasingly back.

The moment I step back, he makes a step forward, cornering me fastly. With the cold metal of the elevator doors in my back, I search blindly for the button, never breaking our intense staring contest. I know that he will not follow me inside the elevator, he never crossed that line before.

“Don’t give me that shit. I won’t ask a third time. Why was that jerk with you?” His eyes shine on fire with anger. Our bodies are so close now that I can feel his body heat radiating from him with great force.

“My, Nath. If I wouldn’t know better I would think that you are jealous.” I say sweetly, desperately pushing the button again and again. Why does this shitty elevator take so long? Doesn’t it get the urgency….?

He leans in even closer, mingling our breaths while he stares me down. “I am not jealous! I don’t even care if you spread your legs for that jerk again!”, “Really? Well, that’s fortunate for you because I just have” I answer challengingly, perfectly knowing that I play with the fire.

I’m lying. It’s a big fat lie, but it’s worth telling just to see the rage in his face.

He rams his fist into the metal door right next to my face making me flinch. The sound of the impact rings in my ears.

“You have not!” he gleams, his possessive eyes are narrowed to small slits, so darkly on mine that it catches my breath.

“You’re mine!” He declares before he demands his property with full force. I hear the elevator rattle behind us arriving with a ringing sound.

I am shoved inside the small room as soon as the doors slide open. My breath is knocked off when my back hits the back of the wall, only to be knocked off even harder when his lips are on mine again.

There is no soft, tender kissing. It’s all wild passion and teeth. He presses his hips against mine and I whimper into his mouth as I jump on him, wrapping my legs tightly around him. His hands are on my ass in a heartbeat, supporting my weight, wagging me between him and the wall.

I press my hand against the mirror wall and hardly recognize myself as I do. My cheeks are flushed red, my eyes glossy but heavy with lust, my mouth slightly open, gasping desperately for some air as Nath bites and sucks on the sensitive skin of my neck.

He rocks his hips against mine, hitting my center with his growing hardness. Unable to hold back my desire I moan into his mouth as we start to devour each other again.

When the elevator finally reaches my floor we stumble into the hallway. Pressing each other against the wall fighting for dominance while we slowly make it to my dorm room.

I reluctantly leave his lips and turn around. My fingers shiver hectically searching for my keys in the bag. I can’t concentrate one bit.

Nath bites and licks on my neck along the hem of my sweater. It takes, what feels like hours, to finally find the keys. Wobbly on my knees I try to open up the door but my fingers oscillate like a played triangle.

Nath doesn’t exactly help as he pulls my ass against his hips making me arch my back in desperate need of more. I wish there would be no cloth separating his gorgeously hard dick and my slick folds.

I steady myself with both hands against my door as he starts rocking his hips against me. He grabs my breasts hard over my sweater, while I almost fall apart completely. “Nath…Please!” I plead. I can’t possibly open up the door if he keeps doing this.

It’s almost midnight and I am glad that the hall is abandoned and empty. I almost send the keys to hell and take him here and now. I need him so much right now that I wouldn’t even care much if someone saw.

Miraculous I manage to open the door at last. We stumble into the dark, not caring to switch on the lights or taking the keys from the lock as I kick the door shut.

Nathaniel shoves off the content of my desk and I hop on it with legs wide spread the second after. Our breathing is unsteady as we urgently try to get rid of each others cloth.

His jacket, his shirt, and my sweater are tossed on the floor before I can blink. Our tongues are still fighting for dominance, wildly dancing in our mouths, sometimes interrupted by teeth biting down on lower lips.

My hands run up and down his upper body. Appreciating every hard muscle that tightens further under my fingertips. I scratch over his back as he bites his way down to my breast. He rips off my bra with expertly precision and I can hardly think of anything else than to get fucked by him hard.

I want him so bad my whole body shakes with pure desire.

We open each other’s pants with desperate need. He is first to open mine and I lift my ass to get rid of my jeans, my socks and my shoes in one go.

His jeans follow directly after, leaving us both with just underwear. I reach under his boxer shorts and grip his ass with hunger as I pull his hips even harder against me. I’m in desperate need of friction.

By now all I can think off is that I want him to fuck me senseless. He pulls away and rids himself of his shoes and jeans that still hang around his ankles.

He gives me a carnivore grin before he takes off his boxers and pulls down my panties. Finally! I am so dripping wet that my underwear leaves a trail of wetness down my right leg.

I eye him up and down greedily, devouring him with my eyes. He places himself between my legs again, teasing my folds with the tip of his long dick.

I gasp and arch my back to meet him but he just grins devilish, which only makes me want to have him more. “Don’t give me that shi..aht” Before the words properly leave my mouth he thrusts inside of me and knocks effectively my breath off.

I scream in bliss, satisfied with the pain that comes with his hot thickness. He doesn’t wait for me to adjust and god knows, I don’t want him to.

His hands are on my hips and lower back gripping me hard, while we kiss passionately, gasping between hard thrusts for air. Within seconds I am a moaning mess, drowning in his intensive thrusts, that send me directly to heaven.

My hands are in his hair messing it up, while my legs pull him closer and closer. We roughly kiss again. The way he presses my ass sends my passion up to a new level.

I throw my head back and savor every inch of his cock sliding in and out of me merciless making my insides throb and beg for more.

I am so close and desperate to cum that I can hardly breathe. He bites into my throat making me moan even more, growling with his low voice against my sensitive skin.

Our lips meet again in a heated kiss as he tightens his arms around me. I pant into his mouth as he fucks me harder, burying his cock deep and deeper inside me.

I grip him firmly as I feel my muscles start to tense around his pumping cock. I dig my fingernails into his back as I can feel my release come closer.

My tenseness seems to make him even more ambitious. Unforgiving his hips thrust against mine until he sends me right over the edge.

My breath is hitched as a wave of pure pleasure washes over me making me scream. He thrusts his whole length inside of me slower now riding my orgasm out as long as he can, while my walls are desperate sucking him deeper inside of me.

When my orgasm finally dies down, he gives me a moment to catch my breath, slowing his thrusts down to a minimum. I lean my forehead against his chest, my thighs still firmly pressed around him.

He chuckles huskily as he lifts my head to kiss me again. God, I don’t think I never came so hard, ever before.  My body is shaking with aftershocks as he starts to move his hips again. Our kisses are a bit softer now, less teeth-y but not less passionate.

I am still panting between our kisses as he bites down my bottom lip and slips out of me. I whimper in protest of the sudden neglect.

He pulls me on my lower back to my feet, which give in the second my weight is on them. Nath catches me with his strong arms and grins devilishly as he pulls me closer to kiss me.

I remind myself to smack him that self-satisfaction out of his sexy face once my heat subsides. He guides us to my bed and I land on all four as he pushes me on the mattress, crawling from the edge to the middle.

“Where do you think you’re going?” he demands to know with a low and husky voice that sets me up in flames again. No one, really no one should be allowed to sound and look this sexy.

I bite down a scream as he enters me from behind, gripping my hips firmly guiding me, rocking inside of me with delicious hard pounds. I can’t help but cry out every time he thrusts into me blowing the air out off my lungs efficiently.

I steady myself with questionable success as I bury my fingers into the sheets. He has me, moaning and whimpering, like wax in his hands.

I would refuse to fall so completely apart in front of him if I had the choice, but I don’t. I’m not in control of my actions, I’m not even in control of my own breathing.

Nathaniel keeps pumping in and out of me regardless of my miserable state, spanking my ass as he begins to thrust deeper, harder.

The intensity is from outer space. My arms give in as my second orgasm of the night takes possession of me.

He keeps his full length inside of me, pressing my hips flush against his as he leans in, kissing along my backbone. The waves of goosebumps seem never too tired to ripple over my skin making me shiver, every time his hot breath dances over my sweaty body.

I let us fall on the mattress only to whimper once more in bliss as he pushes back inside me with his full length.

He holds me tightly, his large hands over my stomach and my breasts as he keeps kissing and nibbling my earlobe and my neck.

I arch my back once more while I start to roll my hips against him slowly and tempting.

Nath hums deeply into my ear. A sound I could hear every hour, every second of the day without growing tired of it.

I want to hear more. I want to make him whimper just as much as I whimpered and cried out for him. Fired up with my goal I detangle myself out of his arms and slip his dick out of me. I push him eagerly on his back and place myself on top of him, my knees on either side.

He runs his hands over my breasts and my belly while devouring me with his eyes. Good! I hope you like what you see, I think while biting down my bottom lip.

I guide his slick penis inside of me again. He fills me up completely, so satisfying thick, it catches my breath.

He groans as I start to ride him as fast as I can. Guiding him torturously almost completely out of me before I lower my hips back until I swallow him whole.

“Candy.. I…” he starts to tense visibly under me, but I won’t let him come so easily. The moment he hardens his grip on my hips I slow down completely.

He pants through thick lashes and bites his bottom lip, pleadingly. My heart rejoices on the sight. Nice and slow I ride him up and down until his excitement dies down a bit.

I start to go fast again. He arches his back pressing his gorgeous head into my pillow.

His dick grows an extra inch and pumps inside me as he comes. A husky groan leaves his lips, that mixes with my own as I come seconds after.

Powerless and limp I let myself fall on his broad chest. My walls still clenching and pumping around his dick, while our breathing is fast and unsteady.

He kisses me breathless on the forehead, pulling me closer, not needy, not passionate, just loving. And I know that he is mine.