He tugged at my hand, urging me to step up. I placed my right foot on the bench next to his thigh and slowly lifted my left foot up to do the same next to his right thigh. He held my hand to help steady me. Once rested on my feet, I realized I was straddling his face. My heart began racing a new speed as I felt his nose inhaling my sex. At the same time, his hands were caressing the back of my thighs. He used his long and skilled fingers to trace lines up and down, from the bottom of my cheeks to ends of my thighs.
He grabbed my left thigh and placed it on his hard shoulder, giving himself clear access to my valley. His tongue moved cleverly in between my thighs, causing me to rest my upper torso on the wall from the undulating sensations radiating from my core, rushing to every adjacent cell of my body. It was unanticipated instant bliss. I stood there, hovering over him with nothing but my bra on as he went to town tasting me. It was as if he was trying to lick every inch of me. I moaned, almost on a cry as my body trembled. I used my hands to claw the wall facing me. The grip he had on my backside brought all senses to my pelvic area as I tried to balance myself against this wall.
He eventually used his tongue to do that beautiful sensual dance with my swollen pearl. My goodness. This man loved tasting me. For a brief moment during my time in ecstasy, I wondered was this something he bestowed on all of his lovers. He is so good at it. It must have come with lots of experience. I immediately tossed out that unfavorable theory. He was just good at it—period.
His tongue was swift and lips agile. And...and when he got to the point of his tongue rapidly sparring with my pearl, my body jerked uncontrollably when my climax was imminent.
“Ooh!” I cried out in undeniable pleasure and…fear. Fear from his disposition. There was something eerily diverse about his execution tonight.
Not even seconds later, at the apex of my orgasm, he hastily grabbed me by the waist, letting me down on the floor in front of him, leaving me abruptly bereft. I climaxed midair and continued there on the floor, right before him. My body shivered and knees buckled. He sat there…still and watched intently.
Did he not know that I was coming? He wouldn’t do that intentionally—would he?
When I was able to gather my bearings after it was over, Azmir jolted up, ushering my body over to the bed. Placing my hands on the bed, he bent me over and I could tell he was planning to take me from behind. Well, good! He can make up for his oversight of my orgasm. The next thing I felt was the wide crown of his penis ramming into me.
Shuddering, I gripped the comforter underneath my shaky palms. What the hell?
Azmir, the most gentle and sharing lover I’d ever known, was rough handling me.
WHAM! Another thrust.
“Arrgh!” I yelped in pain.
WHAM! Another forceful propel.
“Uuuuh!” I whimpered as my feeble body trembled.
I couldn’t believe the force of his plunges. They were punishing. This was anger. He’d never done this type of rough housing before.
Then, he’s never seen you out with another man since you’ve been living together either.
How could I bring him back from this spiteful state?
I started to panic. I didn’t like this side of Azmir Jacobs.
WHAM!
“Ahhhhh!” In fright, I grew desperate. “Azmir, I’m sorry!”
Sweat had begun to form on my forehead, underneath my arms—all over my body. I didn’t know how much of it I could endure. Tears began forming in my crevices of my sockets. The pain had emitted to my heart. Azmir was relentless.
Oddly enough, each lunge became less uncomfortable. The discomfiture lessened by each pound and therefore became more pleasurable, but his intent was to punish me and that sentiment could not be ignored. I could feel him lift his right leg onto the bed to gain him more access into me. He unhooked my bra, causing my breasts to be released and clap. He knew what he was doing. My howls of pain turned into bellows of pleasure. He reached for my head and clasped my scalp in a gripping massage. My head swung back, giving into his masterful grasp.
“Oooooooh!” I belted out. I felt my sex lubricating even more.