WARNING âŒïž MATURE CONTENT
The room was quiet except for the noise of your stereo playing your favorite song and the rhythmic beat of your pulse and his.
Sheâs mine tonight. Every breath, every ache.
Henry stood by the bed, his intense blue eyes devouring you with a predatory gaze so piercing that you felt frozen in place. The way you looked up at him only seemed to entice him more, a slivering smirk that snaked across his face. Your cheeks flushed with the slightest blush. You could see the throb tightening against his slacks.
âCome hereâ he commanded in a voice deceptively calm, never taking his eyes off you.
No one else will ever touch her like this.
He guided your hand over the bulge straining for release. âDo you see what you do to me (Reader)?â. His eyes flecked with dangerous intensity, staring at you in equal measure of wanting to adore you and punish you. He started to unbuckle his belt. You tried to shy away but he grabbed ahold of your chin âHey. Look at meâ.
His touch felt warm and soft to you as his slender fingers danced around to cup your face. Then he kissed you â deep and claiming, sucking your tongue and thrusting his into your mouth more, tongue deepening into your mouth like he needed to taste every bit of your pretty mouth before he earned it.
He pushed you onto the bed so you lay on your back and settled between your thighs. With purpose, he grind his clothed girth against your core. You let out a gasp and folded your bottom lip but it turned to a whimper as he pulled your lower lip down with his thumb. âShh. Thereâs no need to cry â yetâ
Your clothes disappeared under his ravaging hands. He hovered over you, his hands crawling over your body and kissing it up and down from your neck to your waist. His tongue dancing along your bare flesh with teethed grazes. He bent your trembling knees and spread your thighs wide apart with firm handled grasps.
Henry leaned into you and dragged his tongue slowly against the slit of your folds to open you. You began to twitch, stirred by the sensuality but his hands pressed your hips down. When you reached for his head, an invisible force pinned your wrists to the mattress above your head. You knew that he was using his telekinesis in tandem to hold you down and open completely for him.
His eyes flicked, starting at you with both intense prowess and affection âLet me savor and worship what belongs to meâ.
He did not wait, his mouth attacked you with devastating focus and precision. As though he had already mapped your body, itâs constructs and the perfect strategy to take you. He omitted teasing instead, he devoured you whole. His tongue plunged deep inside you, thrusting you and only breaking to circle your clit. His tongue teased your sweet spot and then delve deeper inside you again. The wet, obscene sounds of his mouth filled the room as he ate you out like a man starved. His grapple both with his hands and telekinetic hold tightened, keeping you just exactly where he wanted you.
âI could live between your legs. Drink you until you forget your own nameâ
One finger and then another replaced his tongue, curling hard against that spot inside you while his lips sealed around your clit, licking and sucking. A rhythmic, relentless, vacuum like pressure. Another phantom force wrapped around your breasts, pinching and rolling both nipples in perfect sync with every pull of his mouth to your clit. The dual sensation made your whole body jolt with vibrations.
You cried out, your thighs unable to move but shaking around his head. Henryâs eyes flicked up and locked onto yours over your heaving stomach.
âLook at me while I ruin you. I want to see the exact moment you realize youâre never getting awayâ
He scissored you with his fingers, his tongue flicking mercilessly over your clit. The pressure built brutally fast and your walls fluttered and clenched around his fingers. You slick coated his face and chin.
âCum for me (Reader). Flood into me. Let go. Show me how badly your body needs its ownerâ
The orgasm slammed into you like a freight train and you arched off the bed. Your scream broken, tearing from your throat as you came hard on his tongue and in his mouth. He didnât stop â licking you through every pulse, drinking down every drop and savoring your bodily baptism. His telekinetic hands still pinning and teasing until the pleasure edged into overstimulation and you were not merely sobbing his name, you were screaming it.
It was only then he had risen, his face glistening and lips shiny with your release. His eyes dark with lust and passion.
âGood. I want you desperate. I want you addictedâ
He stripped the rest of the way, his girth already flushed and pre-leaking. He climbed over you, the telekinetic hold on your wrists loosening just enough for his fingers to lace with yours as he pinned them beside your head. The blunt head of his stave teasingly nudged your soaked entrance.
âLook at meâ he rasped. Hungry, fiery eyes stern.
The moment your eyes met his, he thrust in â deep, pushing and stretching you open around his thick length and gorge in one long stroke. The fullness was overwhelming, you were wet but tight. Grappling him like he fit perfectly. It hurt and burned but you quivered under him, wanting to feel more and all of him.
His hips moved with deep, rolling thrusts and circles that hit every sensitive nerve inside you. Your skins slapped wetly against each other, his slick chest and your melding breasts. He drilled you harder, hips thrusting with increasing intensity, depth and speed.
Mine. The word pounded in his head with every thrust. âYou feel so fucking good,â he gritted at you, aloud, in a voice cracking with raw need.
So perfect. Like you were made for me.
Your nails dug into his back, scratching and clawing. He seethed in pleasure and rode you deeper, angling to hit that spot that made you arc against his possessive hold. He used his telekinesis to circle your clit while he pounded into you, never letting the stimulation falter and beckoning you to shatter.
Your second orgasm built faster, your walls clenching around him like a vice. You saw the way you satisfied his urgency, squeezing and milking him and wanting him to plunge harder as you fell apart. You cracked and shattered as he was buried inside of you, screaming as you pulsate around his hard girth. Your orgasm in unison and he pounded against you faster, unleashing a guttural groan. His thick, heat flooded you pumping deep inside and leaking out, a warm sludge that kept pooling out of you and trickling down, slowly.
He remained melted to you, his phantasmic touch yielding as he smiled at you through ragged breaths. His gaze softer, but still possessive. âI love you so fucking much (Reader)â. Henry kissed your forehead, pressing his to yours as he stayed buried inside of you. His slender fingers trailing down your arms with gentle caress and giving you chills.
*Inspired by one of my followers. x
