That one exception

Part 8

tugging on the shirt I made him arch backwards, sliding my free hand down his now exposed and vulnerable torso. Pausing for a second to run one finger around his nipple, my hand finally coming to rest with my arm around his hips, mainly to try and stop him wriggling against my already aching crotch.  I distracted myself from my own discomforts by kissing down his throat and across his chest, my teeth gently nipping at his nipple before running my tongue over it.  I could hear his breathing speeding up again, I pulled back and gently blew on the nipple I had just licked, watching it harden as he gasped and twisted in my grip, unintentionally grinding his hips into mine with what felt like his whole weight behind it.  My breath catching harshly in my throat combined with a loud groan to make strange strangled sound.

"Christ Mini...I swear to god if you grind against me like that again I'll flip you on to your back and show you exactly what you're doing to me" I growled between heaving breaths as I wrestle with myself to stay in control. 

I feel him shiver and mumble something that sounded like 'moggy peas' about half a second before he very deliberately rotated his hips to rub against mine.  I adjust my grip on his shirt so that I wouldn't allow him to get free, my other hand roughly grabbing his ass as I stood up, lifting him with me.  He made and anxious noise and wrapped his legs around my waist so that he wouldn't slip or fall.  Before I fully stood up I turned us both and placed a knee on the bed where I had been sitting, letting go of his ass I place my hand on the bed so that I don't over balance and fall on top of him.  He was breathing hard and I could feel a slight tremble to his body as I placed him where I wanted him with his arms stretched over his head and completely under my control.

I allow some of my weight to settle on top of him as he released his legs from around me, I could feel the inside of his thighs brush against my hips as he wriggled beneath me testing to see how trapped he actually was.  Moving my hand from the bed I slowly tug the neck of his shirt up to just under his nose and watched almost transfixed as he licked his kiss swollen lips.  That simple action triggered a surge of uncontrollable lust, I kissed him hungrily, grinding my hips down into his as I dominated him mouth, the friction adding to the excitement coursing through me.  I heard him moan, a deep low in his chest kind of moan that you can't stop from making itself heard.

My hand dropped down to his chest, pinching and rolling his nipple between my thumb and forefinger making him twitch and arch against me.  He whimpered and moaned as I continue to tease and tug on the now high sensitive bud of flesh, all of which were swallowed by the kiss. Remembering something that was done to me by a girlfriend once I let go of his nipple, the backs of my fingers slid down his body as slowly as I can force myself to do, I could feel him squirming as my hand moved over the skin just above his hip pushing his sweat pants down a couple of inches on that side.  He made an alarmed whimper and twisted beneath me as my fingers slid under the waist band of his pants.  I'm not sure if it was the heat of the moment or some other reason but I didn't back off, I growled at him, a full on predatory growl.  I froze, panic replacing the lust for a moment until I heard an aroused muffled whimper and felt a shudder through his body. My hand moved a little further under the fabric as I rolled a little to one side, keeping him pinned but also allowing me access to more of his body.  I moved my hand, my knuckles running slowly and gently across his lower abdomen and hips, caressing every millimeter of skin but being careful not to touch the hot and hard flesh that was jutting out from his body. 

I broke the kiss and looked down at him, both of us panting hard, breathing in each other's breath. I move my hand away from his skin so that he couldn't feel anything, only to caress the full length of the underside of his cock, my fingers sliding over the tip to allow me to wrap my whole hand around him.  His body bucked up against me, my firm grip on him causing more friction than he was obviously expecting because he began practically writhing as I began stroking him, the noise coming from him could only be described as mewing, it wasn't a moan or groan, but it was completely adorable and addictive.  Within moments he was getting louder and as much as I wanted to hear him scream the place down I didn't want to embarrass him by getting a complaint about the noise. I claimed his mouth again muffling the sound, getting a long moan in response as his body bucked up one last time and I felt something hot and sticky spread between our stomachs, I kept slowly stroking him as he rode out his climax and turned into a very large puddle of Jell-O. I pulled off his shirt and threw it to the floor, finally freeing his arms but he remained in the exact position he'd been in. I pulled back and watched his blissed out face as he was slowly bringing the room back into focus.