The Innocent
nothing happened.  She couldn’t hear him and had no idea where he was or what he was doing.
    After an excruciating minute he brought his lips over hers and passionately kissed her.  As sudden as the kiss had arrived, it left, leaving her cold and alone once more.  A moment later, the warm sensation of his lips clamped over her new crotchless panties.  The warmth of his tongue as it flickered over her flesh brought her hips up to meet him with the silent plea for more.
    Blood drained from her face as it coursed down to fill the sensitive nub of pleasurable nerve endings.  Each touch of his tongue was delicious and slow as he devoured her, but keeping her oncoming orgasm from exploding in his mouth became increasingly difficult.
    “Do you think you deserve more?” he said as he stood and ran his finger along her thigh.
    “Yes.”
    His finger found the new opening of her panties and slowly glided deep inside the folds of hungry flesh.  She gasped as he maneuvered his finger inside while stimulating her clitoris from the outside with his thumb.
    The double approach intensified the pleasure that left her ready to burst.
    “Not yet,” he said as he pulled away.  He ran his moist finger around a breast, tightening the circle until he came to her nipple.
    She tugged at the cuffs at her wrists, her body begging for the satisfaction he refused her.
    “Let me enjoy you, Serena.”
    The mattress sagged under his weight as he climbed onto the bed and settled between her legs.  He tapped her clitoris with the tip of his cock.
    “Do you want it?”
    “Yes.”
    “What do you want?”
    “Your cock.”
    “What do you want of it?”
    “Fuck me, Sebastian.”
    “Will you refrain from climaxing?”
    “I’ll try.”
    “Trying isn’t enough, Serena.”  He nudged the tip of his hardened shaft inside.
    Her orgasm was right there, waiting for the merest touch to explode in ecstasy.  If he penetrated her now, she knew she wouldn’t be able to contain herself.  “Let me kiss you first.”
    He snickered.  “Stalling for time, my uncontrollable nymph?”
    “You sliced open my panties and kissed me.  Can’t I just run my tongue over your dick before…”
    His index finger slid into her mouth, silencing her.  Sucking on the digit, she groaned and played her tongue along his skin.
    “Are you content now?” he said.
    “I’m sure you can do better.”
    He rammed his cock deep inside her and pressed his pelvic bone against hers.  “Is that better?”
    The first pounding of an oncoming orgasm shook her.
    “Don’t cum, Serena.  I won’t warn you again.”  His harsh command threatened of severe punishment if she didn’t keep her arousal in check.
    She struggled for air as her body fought for control.  Her toes squirmed and she had to take a firm hold of the headboard to keep from screaming.
    He rocked her, slowly, gently then pulled out entirely.  “That’s my good girl.  Hold it in.”  He playfully patted her breasts and pinched a nipple.
    Her breasts tingled with excitement while she became increasingly lightheaded.
    After the brief moment of reprieve, he immersed himself in her again, rocking harder and faster.
    “Do you want it hard, Serena?”
    Just as fast and hard, her hips rose to meet his.  “As hard as you can give it.”
    He slammed into her, harder and faster still.  “Harder?”
    She arched her back as her body came on the verge of losing control.
    “Harder?”
    “Yes!”  She met him with increased force.  “Can I cum now?” she begged.
    “Not yet,” he groaned.
    “Now?”
    “No.  Not now.  Not now.”  He quickened the pace and his voice turned feral as he shouted, “Not now.  Not now.  Not…”  He let out a guttural growl.  “Yes. Now.  Now.  Now! Cum!”
    Their cries of ecstasy filled the small room as the pounding of their flesh carried their orgasms to an exhausted end.
    Blind, the sensations brought by the excruciating wait and Sebastian’s forceful rocking

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