11 Aug '15

#SSceneC2015 : Setta Jay (@SETTAJAY_) vs Danni Price (@DanniPriceWrite) #NSFW

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cooltext129748819578231Setta Jay –  Binding Ecstasy

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“I love the dress. And if you make me remove it, it’ll be destroyed.”

She sucked in a breath but didn’t move, defiant, and a hint hopeful that he’d do what he threatened.

Bastian teleported behind her and tilted his head to her hair, inhaling her arousal along with the intoxicating sweetness of her skin luring him in. “I’ll buy you another dress,” he said before ripping the material away.

He slid his fingers beneath her boy shorts to the warmth of her wet pussy. Fucking perfect and so achy she pushed into his touch. “You need me to make this feel better, don’t you?”

*****

Tasha couldn’t speak, couldn’t even think.

His fingers slid to either side of her clit, caging it, but not touching until she was begging for more. He was teasing her pussy and she couldn’t take much more. He tapped her clit and her entire body jolted. God. She needed it again. Harder. He didn’t, though. He curled his fingers instead, pushing two just inside her entrance, pulling her body back so her ass was tight against his cock. His palm grinded slowly against her, and she tried to move for more contact, but he held her firmly as she whimpered for more.

He growled in her ear, “You’re going to come all over my fingers.” The soft vibration sent gooseflesh over her skin.

It was impossible to speak as he started moving, pumping and grinding his cock against her ass while his palm worked her. She didn’t last long. She couldn’t. The climax hit and she cried out, but the second his fingers were gone, she felt empty like nothing had happened. It wasn’t enough.

“I’ve got you. I’ll make it feel better.” The whispered words were a promise she needed. She felt unhinged by the time he lifted her in his arms. Her head found his shoulder and she rubbed her cheek against it as he carried her into his room. She loved the soft flicker of the firelight that sent a romantic glow over the darkly masculine space.

She squirmed as he neared the bed. It felt like days had passed since he’d been inside her, and waiting was torture.

He kissed her forehead and laid her down on soft sheets. She writhed over the silky material as she watched him move. His pants hit the floor and she savored the first full look at his gorgeous body, his strong thighs and the narrow vee of his waist. Her eyes got distracted as she followed the soft trail of hair leading to his hard cock. It bobbed against his stomach as if reaching for her. She groaned and licked her lips.

His eyes flashed and held hers as he crawled between her thighs, slipping off her shoes as he went. One hard tug and her boy shorts were ripped from her body and tossed to the floor. His eyes moved over every exposed inch before leaning down to suck her clit. You taste so damned good.

Her back bowed and she cried out. “No. Not enough.” She hoped her words made sense to him, because she couldn’t take another tease. She needed to be filled.

A split second later he was above her. His jaw was set tight and his chest heaved as he demanded, “Are you wet enough to take me?”

She groaned. “Yes. God, yes.”

She felt him position the silky head of his cock and tilted her hips.

He growled and slammed deep, brutally taking, demanding she open for him. His fingers tangled in her hair, pulling it back until her throat was offered up to his lips. His facial hair abraded her skin as she dug her nails into his back. She cried out at the pleasure of being stretched so fully. It bordered on pain as he relentlessly took what he needed. His mouth found hers and she could taste herself on his lips. She bucked to meet him, but his weight held her down as he slammed into her. The bed hit the wall and it was all she could hear beyond their heavy breathing and her whimpers for more. Her legs went around him; it was the only movement left to her as his hips thrust wildly.

I’ll never get enough of you. Of this. You destroy me, Psihi Mou, he growled softly into her mind. He pulled her hair tighter to lift her jaw so he could kiss and nip at the flesh there. She dug her hands in his hair and loved the feel of the strands over her shoulders. Sexy. He looked like a warrior of old and she couldn’t get enough.

“Come,” he demanded and her body obeyed. She heard his harsh groan mixed with her incoherent shouts of pleasure…

cooltext129750505189949Taken – Danni Price  

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“Shh. It’s only me. What are you doing here?” Jeb rested a hand on her ankle.

She rubbed her eyes. “I needed to see you. Where have you been?”

“Nowhere.”

Clouds covered the moon and turned the room an inky black. The feel of his hand sliding up her leg the only reality in the darkness.

“Jeb, we need to talk.”

His hand disappeared. “I know.”

His absence the past two days had hurt her almost as much as losing her father. “Where have you been?”

“Clearing traps. Like you wanted.”

She sat up and scooted her knees into her chest. “What I wanted was you. And you left me alone.”

“I — I’m sorry. But you’re better off without me.” His voice sounded broken.

Anger sparked in her chest. She jumped off the bed. “I am so fucking tired of men telling me what’s good for me. I love you and I think you want me too. It’s that simple. Why can’t you just love me back or tell me to go away?”

He stood, and his body heat pressed against her cool flesh. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

A tear slid down her cheek. “Then come with me?”

“I want you, dammit, but it won’t work.”

She shook her head. “What the hell is that supposed to mean?”

“I destroy everyone I get close to. I killed my wife. It’s my fault your father’s dead. It was my trap.”

She stretched out her hand until she made contact with his solid chest. She slid her hand higher until it curved around his neck. “Your wife killed herself, and my father’s hatred caused his death.” She pulled him closer until she felt his breath on her lips. “You’re a good man.”

“No, I’m not.” He grabbed the collar of her button down shirt and yanked it open. Buttons ripped away with a soft popping noise. “I didn’t let you go that first night because I wanted you. I knew better, but I couldn’t help myself.” He punctuated ever word with a kiss as he worked his way down the curve of her neck to her breasts.

She undid the button of his pants and shoved them low on his hips. His cock sprung free and pressed into her lower belly like a branding iron. “I wanted you right back, you stubborn man.”

“Why can’t I get enough of you?” He tossed her onto the bed.

She lifted herself onto her elbows and watched for him in the near total darkness. Only the sound of him undressing gave any hint of his presence. “If you leave me like this, I’m — ”

He landed on top of her. His bare chest with its dusting of hair tickled her breasts as his hands dove into her hair. He held her in place as his mouth assaulted hers.

Legs spread, she angled her hips to bring him closer to her. He taunted her, thrusting just enough so his cock only brushed the outside of her pussy.

“Please.” She tried to slide one hand between them, but he shifted closer to her with ease. She placed her hands on his waist and shoved him with all her might. He landed on his back and she pounced. A small moan escaped her as she slid down his thick length.

“This is why you need to leave?” His hands circled her breasts and squeezed as he lifted his hips off the bed and rammed his cock deeper inside her.

She rocked forward riding him as he pinched her nipples between his roughened fingers. His hand lowered until he cupped her ass. He jerked her forward giving a rough edge to each thrust.

“What? You hate great sex?” She whimpered as he slipped one hand between them and circled her clit with his thumb. Her body quivered as he pressed just a little harder on the swollen bundle of nerves. The orgasm crashed over her, and she threw her head back. He continued to ram his cock into her as she cried out. When she thought she could take it anymore, he flipped her over.

He held her arms over her head holding her in place. His cock moved inside her at a slow rhythm. Exhausted, but not ready to let him go, she wrapped her legs around his keeping him close.

“Stay with me.”

“I can’t.” He buried his face in her neck. His movements grew more ragged as his cock swelled inside her. “I love you too much to lose you.”

She wanted to respond but the feel of him inside her was too much. She wrapped her legs around his trim waist and urged him harder and faster as he tried and failed to hold back. His mouth covered hers for a wet kiss as he thrust all the way into her one last time. He urged his himself forward as if they could somehow become one before coming inside her.

A drowsy happiness overcame her that defied the reality of their situation. “I love you.”

“Shh. No more talking.” He wrapped his arms around her as he rolled onto his side. They fell asleep still connected.

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