This is a part of a bigger project I am working on.
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I somehow managed to get the key out to my apartment and get it unlocked with Bryce kissing my neck from behind and his hands running up and down my body. We stumbled through the door and I told him to have a seat in the living room and that I'd be right back. I was going to get us some wine and maybe give my hormones a chance to settle. I swiftly walked into the kitchen and as I was opening up the cabinet where I kept the wine glasses I felt hands wrap around my waist and Bryce's breath on my ear as he told me not to move.
I froze in place, felt myself get more turned on from the forceful nature of his actions and the feel of his strong arms around me, not to mention the feel of his hard body against mine. His mouth went back to work on my neck and his hands started climbing up my shirt, all of the earlier tentativeness gone from him. He was taking control of me and of my body and I fucking loved it.
"Put your arms up, Emily," he said and I did. He worked my shirt up and over my head. "Leave them up! Rest them on the cabinet door," he said when I started to move them down. I immediately moved them back up and put my palms on the cabinet door.
"Good girl," he said, his words sending more gushing wetness to my pussy. He reached up and unhooked my bra, letting free my breasts. His hands cupped each one and started massaging them softly with his hands. His mouth kept sucking on my neck as he took each of my nipples into his hands and rolled them in his fingers.
"Oh my god Bryce that feels so good," I said in a low moan and he responded by pulling on my nipples harder and biting down on my neck gently.
"Is your pussy wet Emily?" He asked, still driving me to the brink of insanity with his fingers on my rock hard nipples, twisting them and using his fingertips lightly on the ultra sensitive tips.
"Mmmhmm..." I said feeling myself building up to an orgasm and wanting to ride it out.
"Do you want to cum Emily?" He asked, moving his fingers faster.
I nodded. "No! Tell me!" He said, stopping his hands as he waited for my response
"Pleeeeeaaasse don't stop. Yes I really want to cum Bryce, please..." I begged, desperately needing his hands back on my body. He rewarded me by putting one hand back on my left nipple and the other at the base of my skirt. He roughly hiked it up and started running his fingers along the hem of my thong.
"Are you going to suck my cock if I let you cum?" He whispered authoritatively as his fingers crept under my thong into my wet pussy. "Fuck your pussy is so wet! He said, finding my clit and rubbing it before I could answer.
"Yes Bryce, I'll do whatever you want! Just please don't stop it feels so good..." I replied, barely able to formulate sentences as he worked my clit and continued playing with my nipple.
"Oh yes Emily you're such a good girl, spread your legs for me," he requested and I obliged. He pulled down my thong down and worked his fingers to my opening, sliding two fingers inside me.
"Oh fuck oh fuck Bryce! Yes oh my god..." I cried out as he began to finger fuck my pussy, bringing his other hand down to massage my clit. His mouth returned to my neck, his tongue moving back and forth quickly, his lips sucking in and taking me higher and higher.
"You're gonna make me cum so hard Bryce, don't stop! I'm gonna cum all over your hand oh fuck Bryce!" I was lost, at his complete mercy, and on the brink of a mind blowing orgasm.