- BDSM
- Eye of the Storm
- Page 3
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Click hereHe slowly increased his movements. After a few minutes, he was carefully thrusting with easy strokes. His hand on her hip helped guide her to rock with him. A few minutes of help, and she easily keep the pace herself.
He felt body awakening to him. She was becoming more and more active. Taking her hands in both his, he prepared for her to struggle as he pushed himself deeper with his next thrust. She moaned and arched her back into him.
He released her mouth and laid kisses down her neck and across her shoulder. His hands crawled to her breasts, cupping and massaging them. She responded more. With wild abandon, he felt her hands reaching down his body. She pawed at his back and rolled her hips up to meet his deep strokes.
Her body began tightening around him. He moaned as muscles clenched tighter. It took all he had to hold himself back.
She arched her head back, her mouth opened. Her breathing came in short rasps. He increased his speed. She cried out, moaning and tossing her head. Her nails drug across his skin. Her thighs tightened around his. She spiraled upwards. Her body shook as she released another scream. He groaned and put his head down on her chest. He was shaking too, walking on the edge of his own release. Her muscles contracted, then released with a flood of wetness that seeped to where their bodies were joined.
She lay beneath him, panting hard. He couldn't hold back anymore, not even to let her rest for a couple minutes. He thrust his hips hard into her. He fast, demanding strokes racked through both their bodies. He heard her gasp loudly. Her own release was still pulsing deep within her. He threw himself into the rhythm. Slamming his hips into hers, he finally cried out as he exploded.
His body shook as he collapsed onto her. Once he was able to catch his breath, he rolled to her side, pulling her into his arms. She rested her head against his chest, still breathing hard. He gently stroked her damp hair. This was not what he had planned. But it certainly was something he would like to share with her again....if she'd let him. He sighed and closed his eyes.
Outside, the storm still raged on. Rain pounded hard against the roof. The wind howled through the trees. Lightning cracked loudly, throwing a silhouette of two sleeping bodies tangled together.
- COMMENTS
Bibliophile614over 10 years agoBut, I have a few suggestions. First being an editor. While the story moves along pretty smoothly, there are several places you've skipped words. As a writer I know that happens when brains move faster than typing skills. Or the sentence is all jumbled. The reader know what you mean its just all discombobulated. Also the use of body over and over got tiresome. When you say "he ran his hands over her body, the curves of her hips and thighs" unless he ran his hands over all of her body, then her hips and thighs, you can just drop the body part. To say that her ran his hands over the curves of her hips and thighs, is cleaner. Just a personal opinion, you can take it or leave it. Otherwise great story, loved the plot and the little bit of non-consent. Keep writing!
Anonymousover 15 years agoI think the thing i like best about this story is the fact that your vague about the different things he's doing to her whilst she's wearing the blindfold as she can't see. Makes it more believable and real. Very well written. You have a certain flair. Well done x
Anonymousabout 16 years agoThere was no good ending. It should taper off and preferably everyone lives happily ever after.
