He pushed his lips inside my mouth, his fingers tracing their way all the way down across my surface.
I gasped at the sensation, adrenaline rushing and breaking through me. He swallowed each of my gasps, not letting a whimp escape in the air through my lips. He took his lips out of my mouth and opened his eyes. A few seconds passed like that. Missing the warmth of his lips i opened my eyes to find him staring at me. His eyes are dark......full of lust.

"Assessing my beauty while I moan?" I say in a playful mocking tone while my eyes move from his eyes to his full , swollen, plump pink lips.

"Or undressing you with my eyes would be more adequate to fit the description" he says in the most husky, lazy raspy voice....the warm air smelling like fresh mint escaping through the middle of his lips with each word.

That voice alone is enough to send me to the edge of slipping from my conscious control. I have always been mesmerized at the way my body responds to his touch and synchronises in the perfect rhythm with his movements. But this, feels so different, so raw. All the days I have spent without his touch, now feels like so many years. The sensation makes me question myself, how long have I been longing to feel his breath on my lips? His fingers travel each square each of my skin? His voice undressing me with each word? His eyes burning into mine with a stare full of lust?

His fingers dive inside the walls of my vulva making me shiver with his touch.
"Feels good?" Alex whispers into my ears, his warm breath hitting perfectly sending chills down my spine and making me quiver.

Unable to answer him, I decide to nod to his question. A smile clicks on his lips, his fingers diving deep inside me simultaneously.

"Fuck" I gasp and suck in a breath , responding to how cold his fingers are against my warmth.
His smile turns into a devil smirk while another finger slides inside my hole. My head falls back and I try to calm my breath down, failing constantly at my attempt to get hold of myself falling apart by the adrenaline rush breaking through me.

"I won't give you what you want right now. Not until you ask for it. But i would either leave you unsatisfied now. Cum for me on my finger tips so that I can make you see how good those white juices dripping down my fingers look, while you find yourself stuck in the steamy session unable to snap back to reality." He says in his dominant tone.

My solipsistic ego kicks in. It shouldn't. Fuck.
Since he is now adamant and wants me to beg for something he himself is desperate about, I won't.

He increases his pace at the perfect minute, so that my attention doesn't get diverted from him. I moan to his rhythm, shivering each time he slides his fingers inside me.

"Fuck baby, you are so wet. So tight" he again rasps into my ears.
I nod to his words and arch back moaning to his touch.

He gets up and sits on me , in a position perfectly fitting his manhood into my entrance. He's rock hard.

I want his so badly right now. I miss his length around my walls. Oh god.

He again slides two fingers instantly inside my hole and smirks at me.
"Cum for me baby" and with those words he uses his other hand to pinch my bud pushing me to the edge of the session I am in.

He continues to pinch and press my clit , fucking my hole with two fingers simultaneously.
" Yes. Yes. I am close. Please." I stutter at my words which comes out almost like a whisper but doesn't miss his hearing range.
"Cum for me babe. Lemme see those juices dripping down of that tight hole. Cum on my fingers baby."

I lose my hold on reality as orgasm breaks through me making me shiver and half conscious.
"Fuck. Yes." he says bringing his fingers in front of my eyes. I can see his fingers covered with my juices which does nothing except adding on to the sexual addiction towards him.

He gets up and moves down from the bed.
"I'll drop you home" he says and leaves the room to wash himself up.

Oh.