tightly around his waist so that I could pull him in closer to me. Nate's eyes widened as I did this and his grip on me tightened.
"Fuck, you're tight," he whispered, as he began to move inside me. Words had escaped me. All I could do was cry out at the sensation of his cock moving inside me. He was gentle at first, keeping his movements slow and steady. Every time he moved he kissed me and I felt my body giving in to the pleasure.
"Harder," I urged him, whispering into his ear.
"Not yet," he said, laughing smugly. "Let's go to my room."
I groaned as Nate pulled out of me placed my back on my feet once again. He was doing this on purpose of course. Drawing out my desperate arousal so he could enjoy it for longer. I watched him get out of the shower and grab a towel. He dried himself off so casually, as if he didn't even notice his own raging erection. I had no idea how someone could be so in control of themselves. I sure wasn't.
Nate looked at me as I stayed where I was, dripping wet from the shower and shivering.
"Come here, Ruby," he said and I got hopeful. I thought he might give me the fucking that I needed right there on the bathroom floor, but he didn't. Instead, he grabbed another fluffy towel and began to dry me off.
"We don't want you catching a cold now, do we?"
He rubbed the soft white towel all over my body, going especially slowly when he got to my breasts and my ass. I couldn't help but whimper at the teasing.
"You're so mean," I sighed and he laughed again. That was it. I had to show him that he couldn't play with me like this. I was a strong, independent woman. I needed to take control of the situation. I grabbed Nate's cock and began to stroke it before he knew what I was doing. His lips parted in surprise, and then in pleasure. His cock was still nice and wet from the shower and being inside me so my hand moved up and down easily. He leaned back against the bathroom sink as I played with him and swore under his breath.
"Fuck Ruby, you're good at that," he said. It was true, I always had been. Something about having a man's pulsing arousal in my hand, being in control of his pleasure had always turned me on. Now it was my turn to tease.
I pressed myself against him as I played with his cock, keeping my lips inches from his. My pace quickened and I could feel that he was getting closer and closer to his climax. He kept letting out deep, breathy moans that turned me on more than anything. But it wasn't time for that yet. In fact, I didn't plan for it to be that time for a long while.
Just as I could feel Nate reaching the point of no return I stopped and let go of his big hard cock. He groaned in frustration and a look of disbelief fell upon his handsome features. It was obvious from the look on his face that I was in trouble now.
"So you're being a tease now, huh?" he said. I nodded giddily, trying to stifle my giggles. It was nice to see that I'd had such a profound effect on such a powerful man. It made me feel like I was powerful too.
"Well, we'll have to do something about that, won't we?"
Before I could so much as nod, Nate had thrown me over his shoulder and walked out the door with me. I cried out at being so far from the ground but he ignored me and brought me upstairs, ignoring my playful kicking and screaming. He only let me go when we entered his bedroom and he threw me down on the bed.
I looked around me. The room was as magnificent as the rest of his house, though it was a little bit more cluttered and lived in looking. He had a four poster bed that matched the elegant monochrome color scheme and a bedside table overloaded with books, a few packs of cigarettes and some motorcycle magazines. I tried to ignore the tube of lipstick that I could see on the floor. One of Nate's other conquests must have left it there on her last visit. I hated myself for feeling so jealous. I looked up at Nate, who was standing above me with his hard cock in his
"Fuck, you're tight," he whispered, as he began to move inside me. Words had escaped me. All I could do was cry out at the sensation of his cock moving inside me. He was gentle at first, keeping his movements slow and steady. Every time he moved he kissed me and I felt my body giving in to the pleasure.
"Harder," I urged him, whispering into his ear.
"Not yet," he said, laughing smugly. "Let's go to my room."
I groaned as Nate pulled out of me placed my back on my feet once again. He was doing this on purpose of course. Drawing out my desperate arousal so he could enjoy it for longer. I watched him get out of the shower and grab a towel. He dried himself off so casually, as if he didn't even notice his own raging erection. I had no idea how someone could be so in control of themselves. I sure wasn't.
Nate looked at me as I stayed where I was, dripping wet from the shower and shivering.
"Come here, Ruby," he said and I got hopeful. I thought he might give me the fucking that I needed right there on the bathroom floor, but he didn't. Instead, he grabbed another fluffy towel and began to dry me off.
"We don't want you catching a cold now, do we?"
He rubbed the soft white towel all over my body, going especially slowly when he got to my breasts and my ass. I couldn't help but whimper at the teasing.
"You're so mean," I sighed and he laughed again. That was it. I had to show him that he couldn't play with me like this. I was a strong, independent woman. I needed to take control of the situation. I grabbed Nate's cock and began to stroke it before he knew what I was doing. His lips parted in surprise, and then in pleasure. His cock was still nice and wet from the shower and being inside me so my hand moved up and down easily. He leaned back against the bathroom sink as I played with him and swore under his breath.
"Fuck Ruby, you're good at that," he said. It was true, I always had been. Something about having a man's pulsing arousal in my hand, being in control of his pleasure had always turned me on. Now it was my turn to tease.
I pressed myself against him as I played with his cock, keeping my lips inches from his. My pace quickened and I could feel that he was getting closer and closer to his climax. He kept letting out deep, breathy moans that turned me on more than anything. But it wasn't time for that yet. In fact, I didn't plan for it to be that time for a long while.
Just as I could feel Nate reaching the point of no return I stopped and let go of his big hard cock. He groaned in frustration and a look of disbelief fell upon his handsome features. It was obvious from the look on his face that I was in trouble now.
"So you're being a tease now, huh?" he said. I nodded giddily, trying to stifle my giggles. It was nice to see that I'd had such a profound effect on such a powerful man. It made me feel like I was powerful too.
"Well, we'll have to do something about that, won't we?"
Before I could so much as nod, Nate had thrown me over his shoulder and walked out the door with me. I cried out at being so far from the ground but he ignored me and brought me upstairs, ignoring my playful kicking and screaming. He only let me go when we entered his bedroom and he threw me down on the bed.
I looked around me. The room was as magnificent as the rest of his house, though it was a little bit more cluttered and lived in looking. He had a four poster bed that matched the elegant monochrome color scheme and a bedside table overloaded with books, a few packs of cigarettes and some motorcycle magazines. I tried to ignore the tube of lipstick that I could see on the floor. One of Nate's other conquests must have left it there on her last visit. I hated myself for feeling so jealous. I looked up at Nate, who was standing above me with his hard cock in his
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