LOGIN"Do you even know how hard you make me with your arms and legs spread open for me, unable to move, completely surrendering to me?"Not once did he disconnect the vibrator from my dick, and as he stroked himself, he cranked up the intensity."Sir, please, it's too much." I said, sweat gathering on the back of my neck. I knew he didn't want me to come, but if he didn't turn down the vibrator, it would be impossible.To my terror, he shook his head. "I don't think it is. In fact, I think I'm going too soft on you."He clicked the button to an even higher intensity. I screamed and thrashed as much as I could, making my discontent abundantly clear."If you move too much you know what happens."I inhaled sharply, remembering there were four candles at Felix's disposal. Fuck fuck fuck.I demanded my body to stop moving. The only thing I couldn't control was my heaving chest and the involuntary spasms of my muscles.Felix stopped stroking his cock and dug his fingers inside me again. He was m
I woke up to the sound of my loud coffee machine. I opened one eye, my head tucked under the covers, and noticed Blair wasn't next to me. I lifted my head towards the door and saw that it was open.I didn't even bother checking the time. I was so sleepy and the bedsheets were so warm that I didn't want to move. I closed my eyes again, trying to block the soft light that was coming in through the door.Despite my love for sleep, it didn't bother me one bit to be woken up from Blair making noise in the kitchen. I would much rather wake up that way than to the sound of my alarm and be greeted by an empty house.When the screeching of the machine came to a stop, I heard the swirling of a spoon inside ceramic coffee mugs. The spoon was dropped in the sink, and then I heard Blair’s footsteps coming closer and closer.The sound of his feet on the hardwood floor stopped when he stepped on the carpet. Still with my eyes completely closed and my head tangled in sheets, he set the coffee on my b
Felix was gentle with every touch, and slow. So slow, in fact, that I thought he was indecisive or having second thoughts. His fingers lingered over my skin, tracing invisible patterns, and the subtle warmth of his hands made me feel as though the world outside had ceased to exist."Is everything alright?" I asked tentatively, my voice barely above a whisper. He lifted his head to look at me, those deep, intense eyes locking with mine, and for a moment, I forgot how to breathe."What do you mean?" He asked in a low, husky voice that sent a shiver down my spine.I gulped, my heart hammering against my chest. "Why are you... Uhm... Touching me like this?"He chuckled softly, a warm, teasing sound that made my stomach flutter, his hair falling in front of his eyes in a way that somehow made him look even more magnetic. "You haven't understood what we're doing, have you?"He kissed my cheek, letting his lips linger just long enough for a faint shiver to run through me before whispering: "
My five and a half hour flight to New York was set to leave at 6 PM, meaning that Felix and I left his apartment at four. I was only taking one big suitcase back home and was leaving the rest behind in my rented room. After all, I'd be back in just three weeks. Apart from clothes, I was taking a few paintings I had done throughout the semester to show my parents how hard I worked. I felt the obligation to prove to them that my art degrees weren't a waste of time.Felix insisted on parking instead of just dropping me off. We both knew he couldn't accompany me inside and risk being spotted by any student flying back home like I was. We'd have to say goodbye in the car.It were instances like this that made me absolutely hate hiding. It felt unfair. I wanted a proper goodbye at the gate, to be kissed and hugged among the other parting couples.We were silent at first as Felix took the keys off the ignition. Technically, we were already taking a risk by being in the parking lot for longer
However, it pained me to have to hide my new relationship from my mom. I wanted to tell her how happy I was, how Felix treated me and made me feel. She definitely picked up on my low mood and asked me what was going on, to which all I could say was that I missed my friends from Durham.Being away from Felix wasn't the only reason why I was feeling disheartened. I spoke to him on the phone in secret whenever I went to the supermarket or took a stroll in Central Park alone, and he always sounded a little sad. I didn't ask him what he was feeling or what was the matter. I knew he was sad because we couldn't spend such a special time of year together. Selfishly, my heart fluttered by him being so affected by our separation."Have your parents noticed anything?" I asked on one of my walks."What do you mean?" He asked through the phone."Oh, you know, my parents are always asking me why I'm so down in the dumps... I always make something up though."He was silent at first, taking a deep br
"Felix, will you help me set the table?" asked Mrs. Kent. "Use the red napkins, they're in that drawer. Oh, actually, the green ones look better. Be careful with the centerpiece, it took me hours to arrange the flowers."Even though Mrs. Kent was a woman in her sixties, she couldn't sit still and was always working around the house. Considering that Christmas was her favorite holiday, it was no surprise she wanted to include me in everything the family did—and that meant house chores.I could hardly complain though. Kent was outside picking leaves from the driveway in the rain. I'd much rather set the table than be at the mercy of the elements.Mr. and Mrs. Kent treated us like we were still teenagers, but I didn't mind it. I still saw them the same way I did when I was a boy, so naturally, even though I was almost thirty, they still saw and treated me like a young man.I treated them with as much respect as I did back then, although I had grown much more comfortable around them in th
She quickly scrambled to her feet. That winning smile she had on earlier? Where has it gone?Her breath came in shallow, sharp pulls now; the arena lights caught the sweat at her temple and made her eyes look smaller. That easy, confident curve of her mouth had folded into a line of concentration a
I swallowed hard, my fingers tightening around the towel like it could shield me from her gaze. “Are you… just going to stand there?” I asked, voice higher than I intended.Mackline tilted her head, that same unshakable grin curling her lips. “Relax, just like i said before I have seen more naked b
Aurora’s POVWarm light pressed against my eyelids, soft and steady. For a long moment, I didn’t move. I didn’t even want to. The stillness felt safe, an illusion, maybe but I wanted to hold on to it.When I finally opened my eyes, the room was quiet, the curtains drawn halfway to let in streaks of
AURORA'S POV.Sensation woke me up. Sensation between my legs. "What is happening to me ?", Puzzled , l opened up my eyes. The room was bright , everything fine but something was wrong. Then it hit me , Raymond was shockingly nestled down between my legs. My legs were wide spread with his tongue ru







