Like two gunshots, the slaps my hands make on the walls are hard, fast, and loud. First the right, then the left make their way up to either side of your sleek form. Pleasure was coiled like a snake, low in my belly, fed and fostered there by him and his wicked words. It was ready to strike and take me to my knees in multiple orgasms the moment there was an opening. I was fighting to keep it leashed and bracing against the wall has slightly helped. Over our time together, he has, with military precision accuracy, destroyed all the walls I’d built to stave off ecstasy. Any defenses I’d garnered from relationships in the past were roadblocks and stopsigns for others.<br/><br/>He'd used them like speedbumps and flown past them all.<br/><br/>So when he called me from my solitary confinement on the bed and began to further seduce me right in front of you, using every naughty trick in the book, I was<em>almost</em>powerless to resist.<br/><br/>It wasn’t like I was taking all the hits and giving nothing back. I knew the affect of grinding my ass against his thick, rampant cock. I knew just how hard, how deep to kiss him back to set off the fireworks in the back of his head. I knew just the way he liked me to suck on that slick tongue and swirl my hips in the slowest of circles to drive him insane with lust. I know he can’t resist my tits and pushing them into his hands is just too easy when he grips them like he owns them.<br/><div class="floatleft">(http://www.top4themes.com/data/out/35/5617180-dani-daniels-wallpapers.png)</div><br/>Your seduction is his plan, and I might just be the accessory to it, but everyone was about to go down with this ship.<br/><br/>Slitted now, as his fingers do their worst on my cunt and clit, my eyes watch your reaction, even as my jaw drops open on a harsh gasp. The drink is still in your hand, and you are all but a deer in headlights as my hands brace against the wall on either side of your shoulders and I push back against him with my ass, trying to keep my clit out of his reach for even a second more.<br/><br/>I tip my head back, the crown of my head going against his collarbone, my straightened locks well on their way to becoming a tangled mess. “Tell him<em>no</em>…” I breath out, my words harsh and ragged. I also obviously don’t care that he can hear my words. I probably want him to hear, even, knowing that will elevate the tease. There’s a wicked grin that grows across my face, even as my eyelashes flutter shut for a moment. “Tell him it’s not working at all. That I’m not even close to cumming…”<br/><br/>There’s a flash of a naughty idea that crosses my mind and it opens my eyes, pupils dilated and the blue iris almost black with lust. My gaze is on yours immediately, my right hand sliding over to shakily stroke across your jaw and hook a bit behind your neck, fingers just entering those beautiful, blonde locks. “Tell him I need more, Tasha…”<br/>