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Author: Amaka
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-02 10:06:26

I don’t know when or how we got to his bedroom, but all I could feel was him ripping my clothes off like he’d been waiting a lifetime for this.

His hands started at my neck, one palm gently wrapping around my throat. Then, he let it slide lower… and lower.

In another world, he wouldn’t be doing this to me.

But here, he tightened his grip just slightly around my neck, making me tremble as his hand slid down and cupped my breast. My eyes dropped, fixated on the way he groped it claiming me, exploring me, like my body belonged to him.

His touch felt like magic, so good I almost flipped him over and shoved his face into my tits. But I didn’t. I held back. I let him take control of my body… and drive me insane.

That was the goal, wasn’t it?

To feel.

To be relieved of everything.

He moved to my other breast, gave it a firmer squeeze and I heard a muffled moan escape from my lips. I’d never moaned like this before. Not even with Dave. Everything felt new. Too new.

“Get your hands off your mouth. Now.” His voice was firm, commanding sexy as fuck.

I obeyed without hesitation, lowering my hand from my lips, breath hitching.

My pink nipples were hard, swollen, and burning under the heat of his fingers. I felt like I’d been electrocuted by his touch. I jerked slightly at his grip.

“Oh fuck…” I moaned.

He pulled his left hand from my breast and brought it to my lips. “Open up,” he whispered into my ear.

My lips parted. Slowly.

He slid two fingers into my mouth, feeling the inside wet, warm, and soft. I never imagined this could turn me on so much, but fuck, it did. It made me wild. My tongue swirled over his fingers and my mind spiraled into the image of his cock sliding down my throat.

He pulled his fingers out and smeared my spit over my nipple before letting his other hand trail down my body… down to pussy clenched before he even got there.

Then he brushed my clit and I quivered against him.

“How does that feel?” he asked, voice low and rough, his mouth at my ear as he sucked my earlobe.

“Ahh fuck… it - it feels… good,” I gasped, pressing into his hand instinctively.

He brushed my clit again.

And again.

And again.

Then he pressed hard on that tiny sensitive spot, rubbing in tight, maddening circles.

“Fuck! That… I’m going to have another—” I couldn’t even finish. I was too shy to say it aloud. But he knew. He wanted to hear it.

He licked my ear slowly and whispered, “You’re going to cum. Right now. On my fingers.”

“Yes!” I cried out as my thighs tensed and my orgasm ripped through me. He pushed my tits together in his left hand while my body arched.

“Yes! I’m going to cum on your fingers!” I whimpered again, breaking apart in his arms.

He watched me watched me come undone. It was the first time I’d ever cum like that in my life. Not with Dave. Not with anyone. With a complete stranger.

Shit.

Then he pushed his hand further between my thighs and fuck. I was dripping. The sheets were soaked.

“You’re so wet, Sunshine,” he groaned.

Still fondling my breast with one hand, he pulled me flush against him. I could feel his cock, rock-hard beneath his clothes, pressing into me.

“So wet… and I’m this hard for you,” he groaned again, his voice thick with hunger.

He rubbed my pussy, spreading the wetness up to my clit.

“Oh my…” I gasped and instinctively covered my mouth again.

“Get your hands off,” he said firmly.

I looked up at him with the sluttiest, yet shyest, eyes I’d ever worn.

He pulled my hand away, and I moaned still watching him.

“I feel so… dirty right now,” I breathed as he played with my clit again, circling it before sliding down to rub along my folds.

I felt completely exposed.

Completely possessed.

And I had never felt this way before.

“Feeling dirty feels good, doesn’t it? It feels so fucking good,” he growled against my neck and then he spanked my wet pussy.

“Fuck!” I cried. That felt… divine.

“Liked that?” he asked, smacking it again.

More.

I needed more of that.

But I couldn’t form the words. I just moaned louder this time. My body was acting slutty as hell, even though I still felt so shy.

“Do you like me slapping your pussy?” he rasped, slapping it again.

Did he really want me to say that?

“I… I…”

“Fucking say it.”

“Do… Do it again. I’m going to cum again,” I whimpered.

Instead of slapping me again, he slowly circled his fingers around my pussy, teasing, testing, torturing me with slow pleasure.

He kissed my neck, and the way he looked at me—it was like he was trying to resist something. Like he wanted to kiss me so bad he could hardly breathe.

But he paused.

“Look at me,” he said.

I met his gaze.

And he claimed my lips, hard.

I kissed him back like I needed to taste him to survive. His lips were soft, wet, and laced with alcohol. He tasted like trouble and obsession. So addictive. So dangerous. So perfect.

I shoved my tongue into his mouth just as he slipped a finger inside me.

And I whimpered into his mouth.

Fuck. I fucking whimpered.

He spanked my pussy again and my body jerked.

“Please…” I moaned into his lips. The kiss was eating me alive, and so was the pressure building between my thighs.

It would be wrong to flip me over and fuck me right now.

Right?

That would be wrong…

“Tell me you like it,” he growled.

My body begged for him. So I answered.

“Ah—yes! I like it! So do it again,” I cried, trembling.

“Good girl,” he moaned, spanking me one more time before pushing a finger back into my pussy.

“I—ah! Fuck!” My body thrashed against the sheets as he finger-fucked me, slow and deep.

“Cum for me, Sunshine. Like you fucking need it.”

“Ahhh! Fuuuck!! Daddy I’m cumming again!” I cried out, my body clenching around him as my second orgasm shattered through me.

Two orgasms.

From his hands alone.

And did I just… call him Daddy?

“Aww… Daddy, huh?” he murmured with a teasing smirk as he kissed the corner of my mouth. “I like the sound of that.”

I felt my lashes flutter, my chest rising and falling with every exhausted breath. My body felt boneless weak, wrecked, and soaked in satisfaction. I had my first and second orgasm today.

“I’m Felix, by the way,” he whispered, his voice deep, gentle now. “And can I know my sunshine’s name?”

But I couldn’t respond. I was already drifting half-asleep, floating on a cloud of pleasure and disbelief. My lips parted to speak, but all that came out was a small breathy sigh. I just had a mind blowing sex, wait, we didn’t really have sex, his cock never entered me, his fingers were what he used to take me to heaven. Just imagining the kind of paradise he will take me, made me wet.

Felix chuckled softly under his breath, brushing my damp hair away from my face with a tenderness that didn’t match the wildness of what we’d just done. His fingers lingered there for a moment… then slowly slipped away.

I felt the bed shift as he got up, and I barely registered the soft sound of water running.

He was in the bathroom.

I could hear him moving, the low clink of glass, the rushing of warm water. I didn’t open my eyes, just lay there, still throbbing, still buzzing, still trying to remember how the hell we got here—and how I would ever return to normal after this.

Then I heard his voice, low and rumbling from the bathroom doorway.

“Tomorrow… I’m going to enter you,” he said, matter-of-factly. Like it was already decided. Like he was telling me the weather forecast. “I’ll make you feel it….. every inch of me.”

My eyes fluttered open slightly, my heart kicking hard in my chest despite how spent I felt.

My thighs instinctively clenched at the promise.

And then the water splashed again. The door creaked gently. The scent of soap and steam drifted into the room.

I lay there, completely undone, feeling the ghost of his hands on my skin.

Felix.

He had a name now.

But I didn’t even remember giving him mine.

And yet… somehow, he already owned me.

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