felt all her attention focused on his fingertips as
they got lower and lower. She felt a wild, dark yearning, a hunger
she had never known, then the pad of his extended finger reach her
clit, and her hips jerked and bucked against him in response. His
finger slid across her clit, down along the neat, narrow line of
her sex, and as it pressed in along its length she could feel that
she was already wet.
His finger began to rub up and down, pressing
down between the lips of her sex, along her pussy, rubbing lightly
up and down, across her clit as she fought to breath against the
force of his kiss.
He jerked her head to the side, and his lips
came off hers, only to descend on the nape of her neck, his teeth
biting into her as he sucked as his tongue stroked against her.
Then he released her hair, his fingers sliding along her neck,
undoing the clasp of her bra. The straps collapsed and she
shuddered as her breasts were exposed.
Heat rolled over her like a wave! The heat of
embarrassment at her exposed breasts, yes, but more than that, much
more, the wild, dark thrilling heat as his eyes took in her naked
flesh and she saw the excitement in him, the approval and
appreciation and hunger! His lips descended, and she gurgled in
wild pleasure as he sucked lightly on one of her already extremely
stiff nipples, then bit at it so she yelped in pain. His hand was
fully in the crotch of her panties now, two fingers rubbing against
her as he against sucked and kissed at her nipple. Hannah lay her
head back, gasping, chest heaving, the world whirling around her as
the passion and pressure built up within her skull.
“Oh! Oh God! Oh please! Oh! Uhmmm!” she
whimpered, head rolling back.
“Is that a yes?” he asked dryly. “I don't
hear any protests any more.”
Protest? She should... protest, she thought,
her mind whirling, except she didn't want him to stop!
He chuckled throatily, lips rising from her
breast, and his hand came free of her panties. She blinked her
eyes, drawing her head forward again as he undid her bra, then
pulled it completely free of her.
She started to speak but his lips came down
on hers again, then his hand plunged into the front of her panties,
rubbing more insistently now. Her hips began to jerk, and her
bottom ground against the wall. The wild storm of sensations built
to an awful crescendo, and she cried out in pleasure as the orgasm
burst over her. Her face was already flushed with heat, else she'd
have blushed with shame as he chuckled in amusement. But that was a
minor consideration as her body writhed and her hips ground
helplessly forward against his fingers. Her nervous system was
screaming with the intensity of sensations tearing through her as
his fingers stroked skillfully across her clit and along her
sex.
She groaned as he drew back, her head falling
back against the stone again as she gulped in ragged breaths of
air. He smirked and backed away, then turned and pulled aside her
clothes, bending to get the key.
He turned back to her, reaching up for her
wrists, but then stuck the key into the wrong shackle.
She was about to tell him that it was the
other one that was locked when she felt and heard the click of the
lock, and a hot rush of wary, anxious excitement swept through her
as she realized he'd locked the other one.
He grinned at her and tossed the key behind
him.
“Wh-what are... are you … going to do?” she
gulped.
“My Lord,” he said, staring down at her.
She flushed again. “I... what are you... are
you going t-to do... my lord?”
His grin deepened. “Anything I want,” he
purred.
He plunged his hand into her panties again,
and then Hannah yelped in shock as he tore them off her. She
squealed and closed her legs tight, but he only smirked and forced
his hand between her thighs. Again he grasped her hair, jerking her
head up and back, his lips crushing hers, and Hannah felt the
shock-wave roll through her as his finger pushed up through the
rapidly swelling lips of
they got lower and lower. She felt a wild, dark yearning, a hunger
she had never known, then the pad of his extended finger reach her
clit, and her hips jerked and bucked against him in response. His
finger slid across her clit, down along the neat, narrow line of
her sex, and as it pressed in along its length she could feel that
she was already wet.
His finger began to rub up and down, pressing
down between the lips of her sex, along her pussy, rubbing lightly
up and down, across her clit as she fought to breath against the
force of his kiss.
He jerked her head to the side, and his lips
came off hers, only to descend on the nape of her neck, his teeth
biting into her as he sucked as his tongue stroked against her.
Then he released her hair, his fingers sliding along her neck,
undoing the clasp of her bra. The straps collapsed and she
shuddered as her breasts were exposed.
Heat rolled over her like a wave! The heat of
embarrassment at her exposed breasts, yes, but more than that, much
more, the wild, dark thrilling heat as his eyes took in her naked
flesh and she saw the excitement in him, the approval and
appreciation and hunger! His lips descended, and she gurgled in
wild pleasure as he sucked lightly on one of her already extremely
stiff nipples, then bit at it so she yelped in pain. His hand was
fully in the crotch of her panties now, two fingers rubbing against
her as he against sucked and kissed at her nipple. Hannah lay her
head back, gasping, chest heaving, the world whirling around her as
the passion and pressure built up within her skull.
“Oh! Oh God! Oh please! Oh! Uhmmm!” she
whimpered, head rolling back.
“Is that a yes?” he asked dryly. “I don't
hear any protests any more.”
Protest? She should... protest, she thought,
her mind whirling, except she didn't want him to stop!
He chuckled throatily, lips rising from her
breast, and his hand came free of her panties. She blinked her
eyes, drawing her head forward again as he undid her bra, then
pulled it completely free of her.
She started to speak but his lips came down
on hers again, then his hand plunged into the front of her panties,
rubbing more insistently now. Her hips began to jerk, and her
bottom ground against the wall. The wild storm of sensations built
to an awful crescendo, and she cried out in pleasure as the orgasm
burst over her. Her face was already flushed with heat, else she'd
have blushed with shame as he chuckled in amusement. But that was a
minor consideration as her body writhed and her hips ground
helplessly forward against his fingers. Her nervous system was
screaming with the intensity of sensations tearing through her as
his fingers stroked skillfully across her clit and along her
sex.
She groaned as he drew back, her head falling
back against the stone again as she gulped in ragged breaths of
air. He smirked and backed away, then turned and pulled aside her
clothes, bending to get the key.
He turned back to her, reaching up for her
wrists, but then stuck the key into the wrong shackle.
She was about to tell him that it was the
other one that was locked when she felt and heard the click of the
lock, and a hot rush of wary, anxious excitement swept through her
as she realized he'd locked the other one.
He grinned at her and tossed the key behind
him.
“Wh-what are... are you … going to do?” she
gulped.
“My Lord,” he said, staring down at her.
She flushed again. “I... what are you... are
you going t-to do... my lord?”
His grin deepened. “Anything I want,” he
purred.
He plunged his hand into her panties again,
and then Hannah yelped in shock as he tore them off her. She
squealed and closed her legs tight, but he only smirked and forced
his hand between her thighs. Again he grasped her hair, jerking her
head up and back, his lips crushing hers, and Hannah felt the
shock-wave roll through her as his finger pushed up through the
rapidly swelling lips of
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