Red Strings of Fate (Haunted Series 2)

Strings 29: Tangled Threads

"You're not wearing a bra."

His hand underneath my clothes slowly moves upwards, and he hums from fascination.

"Is this for me, baby?"

"Feeling." He laughs and pulls a nipple, and my body contorts from pleasure.

I feel him rearrange himself as his manhood is painfully erect. I had to clench my thighs from how he felt and how he was making me feel.

Inikot niya ako para ipatong ang kanan kong paa sa lamesa. I shiver in the too-vulgar of a position. I feel too wanton, but I embrace it.

The hand on my hair snakes inside my shorts, and he caresses my core above my underwear. A strange sound reverberates in the air, and I realize with utter horror that it came from me.

His lips kiss my chin and I hold on the chair and his arm on my pussy as my anchor.

My breaths keep sharpening as he teases me, his fingers circling the nub. The more he touches me everywhere besides where I need it the most, the messier I become.

"TJ..." I whimper.

"Yes, baby?"

"Touch me."

He kisses my cheek and chuckles softly while playing with both my nipples and pussy. "I am."

I groaned. Alam niya ang tinutukoy ko pero pinili niya akong paglaruan.

He licks the shell of my ear, biting before he whispers, "What my baby wants, my baby gets." With his fingers, he moves my underwear away, and I groan at how his skin feels on mine.

My head falls back on his shoulders as he rhythmically plays with my mounds, my folds, and my clit. And I was getting used to his movements when he pushed two fingers inside me.

"Ahh f...uck."

He hums flicking my clit as he pumps his fingers and licks my cheek. "You're choking my fingers, baby."

My hips move to match his pace, to chase the building up high. I've never been touched by this level of blinding control before. It feels like he knows my body better than I do.

Doing my best not to groan, I bite my lips. He nudges my head, and as I look at him, our mouths align, and I want to cry from how he devours me—How he explores my mouth with his tongue.

His hands and tongue all over my body, my nipples, my pussy, my mouth. It was all too much, and I was not even out of my clothes.

My back snaps upright as he wrenches a strong orgasm from me. Tiny chills start on my spine and spread throughout my entire body. I have touched myself before, so this is not my first orgasm experience, but it feels like it is. It's stronger and owns me whole.

He continued his ministrations even when I came, and I had to beg him to stop. 

He pulled his hands out of me as he carried me towards his bed. My thighs were shaking as he placed me on it.

Pinandilatan ko ang nakangiting lalaki na nakatayo sa ilalim ng kama at hindi ko napigilan ang pagnanasa sa aking mga mata nang tanggalin niya ang kanyang mga damit. 

I slowly ran my eyes down his sculpted body from his wide shoulders, his muscles that I am itching to draw, the bandage covering his injury, his thighs, and the v-line that leads to the monster proudly standing up.

Tangina ang laki.

"Like what you see?"

He fisted his member, and I couldn't look away with how he held it tightly as he kneeled on the bed, reaching for me.