Captain Emrah Jackson Ch. 06

Was I being too rash now. It was a chance, I would hate myself if I didn't even try. I couldn't just lay here waiting to be fucked.

Summoning all of my strength I rolled onto my side. It was an effort. I took a deep breath and got onto my hands and knees. My head felt dizzy as I did.

My tunic was still open and my breasts moved unfettered beneath me. I started to crawl towards the drawer. With every inch forward I felt an uneasy feeling in my body. I was still very wobbly.

I still had my boots on too which made it harder.

Eventually I got there, and I reached out. It was a strain to pull the drawer open.

Disappointment washed over me as I saw that it was just assorted sex toys. What else could I have really expected.

I heard a loud snort behind me.

I looked over my shoulder, it was Orton wearing a robe. He quickly climbed on the bed behind me and knelt at my rear. His hands grasped my hips firmly.

"You are an eager one," he said, and gave my hips a squeeze. His voice was more animated now. Gone was his caring and gentle tones.

"Pick something out then."

I looked in the draw. There was nothing that I wanted. I reached in and took out what looked like a long feather. It was the best of a bad bunch.

He took it out on my hand and dropped it on the bed.

"Not tonight, Captain," he said, and playfully slapped my ass.

"This is what you really want, isn't it."

His thumbs hooked under my skirt and pulled it up over my round ass.

I was suddenly aware that my panties had been removed.

His hands moved eagerly over my flesh.

There was a loud sound as his hand slapped my bare ass. I jumped a bit forward, gasping.

He chuckled.

It was too much effort. I dropped my shoulders to the bed. The covers felt good against the side of my face. My ass was still in the air, being held in place.

He spanked me a few more times, each one eliciting a weak gasp from me.

"You love to be disciplined, don't you," he said, as another sting from his hand rocked my body.

"Please, stop." I murmured into the bed.

He chuckled again. "I promised to be gentle."

His hands pulled at the front of my knees laying me flat on my stomach. He patted my ass one last time before flipping me over carefully.

My arms lay limply above me. There was a look of lust on his face.

"I love the look of a helpless woman," he said, and he moved to the side of me.

His robe was open. I could see his hard cock jutting out.

He took hold of it and stroked at against the side of my face. There were no more words now. Just the quickness of his breath and faint music in the background.

I didn't try to turn my head. Just lay back willingly.

It stroked across my lips. Wanting to get it over with I tried taking it into my mouth. He kept it from me, teasing me and himself.

His grin widened, as he saw my eagerness. He chuckled each time my mouth went for him. It was making him harder.

Then he finally relented and slid it into my mouth. It wasn't large, but it filled my mouth easily. I wrapped my lips around it, the warmth was pleasing.

It tasted good. He must have washed recently. It tasted sweet, I sucked it further into my mouth.

He groaned.

His fingers raked through my hair as I sucked his cock. He reached for my chest, and played with my nipples. The sensation was nice as he tugged and flicked them.

He pulled out, and looked down satisfyingly at me.

The robe he was wearing came off, and he tossed it to the side. I could see how out of shape he really was. He had quite a flabby belly.

He took his place between my legs. There was no command this time. He spread them himself, pulling my knees up. The high heels from my leather boots dug into the bed. My skirt was still bunched up around my waist.

I closed my eyes as I felt his fingers on my pussy. It was still very sensitive. It brought back all the warm feelings from before. I moaned as he slid two fingers inside of me. They weren't there long.

He had waited too much, he was going to fuck me. All this time, it's what he had been waiting for.

Orton grunted as he mounted me. The weight from his hands pushed the mattress down next to my head. I felt his cock against my pussy, rubbing against the lips.

I was ready. He had worn me down so much that all I wanted was to get it over with. I took a deep breath anticipating the feeling I was about to have.

His hard cock felt no resistance as it entered my slick sensitive pussy. I opened my mouth and moaned again.

As it stretched and penetrated further I let out a low guttural groan. I trembled beneath him, as its full length entered me.

I heard him too. A satisfying sigh as took full ownership of his property. His roleplay game was at an end. His goal finally achieved.

There were a few forceful strokes, each one making me squeal delightfully. He looked down at me, enjoying my reaction.

My arms lay idle. He didn't have to hold me or pin me down. I did't care that he knew I was enjoying it.

As he increased his speed I started to pant excitedly. The mattress squeaked underneath me. He was working himself up into a constant rhythm.

His thumb was on my clit, stroking and rubbing as he fucked me.

He knew what to do. I could only lie there let the pleasure fill me up.

His free hand grasped my breasts and squeezed. It tightened with each thrust. I was in heaven.

I hand't expected it to be so good. Everything that had happened in the arena came flooding back. My mind raced with that imagery and that feeling.

He was fucking me harder and harder. His face contorted with effort.

My whole body felt alive. Every nerve tingling. I had to shut my eyes, it was all too much. I could feel them watering. I was desperate for more.

Suddenly my body shook. I felt that familiar feeling in my pelvis and the pit of my stomach. I was on the edge. I held my breath in delicious anticipation.

Tears ran down my cheeks as I had an ecstatic orgasm.

His mouth was on mine stifling my cry. I kissed him readily. My mouth was wet, and I hungrily sucked his tongue into my mouth.

I was lost in the moment, and in him.

"Tell me you wanted it," he hissed in my ear.

"I did," I said with a deep moan.

He was fucking me slower and with more care. My legs spread wider for him, wanting him deeper.

As he slowed I begged him not to stop.

This made him chuckle again. He was loving the power he had over my body.

Each stroke was slow and deliberate. I moaned with each long slow thrust.

He teased me with his mouth, just pulling away as I tried to kiss him. His thumb moved from my clit and went into my mouth. I sucked on it, tasting my juices.

There was sweat on his brow. He was trying to hold back his own orgasm.

With one final effort I wrapped my legs around him. He grinned and kissed me.

His mouth was on mine when he finally came. I felt his body judder as he filled my pussy with his cum.

We kissed tenderly. We were both totally drained .

After he caught his breath, he rolled off me. He took the rest of my clothes off silently, and helped me under the sheets.

He joined me, and I made soft mewing noises as he stroked my warm and weak body.

As he cradled my in his arms, I wondered if Lilly had heard our lovemaking.

I drifted into a deep sleep.