Preachers Daughter

Something Different

             Angel's POV
      I can thing of a million reasons why this shouldn't be happening. The most important one is Scott; I'm cheating on him and I'm the one with lowkey trust issues.
     Mr.Century leans down down and captures my lips  with his. He holds my hands at my sides so I can't touch him. Taking his lips off mine, his hands let go of mine and go to the back of my dress and undoes the straps. Dropping to his knees, he slides my dress off, making sure his knuckles graze my skin. I shake in a sharp breath that's almost painful.
      "Take your bra off," he says in a demanding, seductive voice. I do as told without hesitation. He kisses up my knees, making me release a moan when he gets to my inner thigh. "Lay down."
     Again, I don't hesitate in doing what he says. He stands, looking down at me before taking his shirt off. He gets between my legs, lifting my knees. As I bite my bottom lip, he takes my plain white underwear off, leaving me completely exposed to him. No one has ever seen me like this.
    "I'm naked," I giggle under my breath. He takes my wrists together and grabs some silk tie and wraps it around wrists and Tues it, placing them above my head.
    "Why don't you look stunning," he says as he kisses up my leg. Because of my bareness I start getting nervous again." I'm not do anything you don't want."
    He get to my most intimate area, making me gasp. The fuck is he doing!? I know I can tell him to stop, but it feels good. A shiver comes over me. "Oh my gosh," I moan. I tangle my hands together as I need to tug or pull on something.
     A wave of pleasure comes over he slowly, my knees shake around him. He crawls up to my so we're face to face. He undoes his pants have it out. Dear god! How is that supposed to fit in me?!
    "I'll go slow at first," he tells me. I nod. "Use your words." I'm still trying to correct my breathing.
    "Yes," I say. He gives me a scary look that's actually attractive. "Yes, sir." He positions himself at my entrance, making me sigh. He pushes in slowly that he says. I clench my hands together tightly, clenching my teeth from the pain. He doesn't give me a minute to get used to the feeling of him or anything, just does as he pleases.
      Our moans fill the room as he continues with his actions. My hands being tied definitely isn't comfortable anymore, but somehow it makes this better.
      "Ahh," I moan as I reach my finish. My hips and back rise against him. He pulls as soon as he's done and throws the condom away. "Are you gonna untie my hands now?" I ask.
     "Sure." He does it swiftly. I sit up and cover myself with the blanket. Looking outside, its dark outside. "I'll take you back myself. I'll have someone mail you the con-"
     "Is there any way you can give it to me now?" He nods and stands. "Thank you."
     "Welcome."
          Christian's POV
  It felt so different.
AN: Its only the beginning!! Comment what you want to see! Stay alive |-/                -Veah