"Make Him Beg" ... by Chris (part 2)
I said goodnight to Nick, kissing him softly one more time as he sleepily yawned and rolled over onto another pillow. It took me a split second to figure out where Kevin would have gone when he left the room. ”Shower.” I whispered with a grin.
I ran upstairs and heard the water running. Good deal. I had time to prepare.
Several minutes later, I opened the door to the bathroom happily calling out “Hey, Kev, you’re back?” I was glad he could not see me smirking.
“Hi sweetie, I didn’t want to disturb you guys.” Now that was an understatement! I bit my lip to keep from laughing.
I pulled my sundress off and stepped into the shower behind him, kissing his wet shoulders and nibbling on the side of his neck. The water ran through his long, dark hair before dripping off the ends to run down his back, glistening off every muscle. I followed the droplets with my fingers and tongue. He turned to me with desire blazing in his green eyes, pulling me into his arms, our wet bodies moving enticingly against each other.
A tiny voice in the back of my mind reminded me that making love to him like this was not my plan for tonight but that thought was silenced as he slid his hands behind my head and pulled me into a kiss, making slow, sweet love to my mouth with his tongue. Just as I was certain I was going to give in, he moved his lips from my mouth to my neck. In that split second, I regained my resolve, which was extremely difficult given the fact that his erection was rubbing against my stomach and he was moaning softly as he bit my neck. I forced myself to tear my eyes and thoughts away from his sexy wet body. Holy shit, this was not going to be easy. My body was crying out to make love to him right here and now.
“Close your eyes, Kev.” I whispered.
“Why?” He murmured against my neck.
I wasn’t going to tell him that his eyes were an irresistible sexual force that would render me powerless to carry out my plan. “Because it’s your turn now.” I whispered to him as I slipped the black silk scarf over his eyes before they could seduce me.
“Turn for what?” he asked but allowed me to step behind him again and tie the scarf behind his head. I could not resist playing with the wet hair hanging under the black silk. I kissed his wet neck again, wrapped my arms around him and traced the muscles in his stomach and chest. He moaned softly and lifted his hand to the blindfold.
“Leave it or you’ll make me tie your hands, too.” I teased.
He brought both hands together in front of him, a grin slowly spreading across his lips as he realized what I was talking about. Thank God for the wall behind me or I would have passed out as I looked at him blindfolded, dripping wet and fully aroused, hands outstretch waiting for me to make the next move.
I stepped out of the shower and grabbed the silk belt from his robe and tied his hands in front of him. We both knew I definitely could not let him use his hands. He had the most sensual hands and I would have been begging in seconds.
“Good luck.” he laughed
“What?” I tried unsuccessfully to sound innocent but my words stuck in my throat.
“Keep trying…even with my hands tied, you’ll still be begging before I will.” his voice was deep and sexy and inviting.
I led him out of the bathroom and down the hall. He stopped at the bedroom and was surprised when I didn’t. But the bedroom was where we made sweet, passionate love. Tonite we were going to have playtime on the balcony. Besides, we were still wet from the shower.
We walked out onto the balcony into the warm night air. Kevin gasped softly as the light breeze off the ocean teased his throbbing wet erection. I guided him to the blanket I had spread out on the balcony. He stretch out full length bringing his hands over his head and spreading his legs as a sly grin spread across his lips. I closed my eyes and tried to regain control over my own body. “Well?” he said smugly, knowing full well that I was almost ready to give in, and the sound of his voice almost took me over the edge. I bit my lip as I tied his hands to the balcony railing and chided myself to be patient.
I leaned down and kissed his lips lightly. He was smiling still, knowing he was driving me crazy even without using his hands. I kissed his chin and let my tongue slide along his jawline to his ear and then down his neck, alternating sweet kisses with little nips along the way. He involuntarily let out a soft moan as I slid my tongue down his chest and took his nipple between my lips. Taking my time, I traced lazy circles over his chest and stomach with my tongue, placing soft kisses in between teasing nips and hearing his breathing deepen as his anticipation grew.
Picking up an ice cube, I brought it to his lips, then kissed him lightly. He raised his head to press his lips against mine and deepen the kiss, his tongue eagerly teasing my mouth. He caught his breath quickly as I traced the ice up and down his chest; then held his breath as I ran the ice up the inside of each of his thighs, following my movements with warm kisses.
He struggled, trying to free his hands. I was torn between wanting to feel his hands on me and wanting to make him beg. The ocean breeze played gently with the hair that had escaped the blindfold and the moonlight highlighted his beautiful body, along with the fact that he was biting his lower lip to keep from begging. Decision made. His hands stayed tied. I moved between his legs and kissed his throbbing erection. “Oh…God…he moaned, the words slipping out of his mouth as his body spiraled beyond the control of his mind.
Slowly I kissed every inch of his erection before sliding my mouth down over it. Every muscle in his body tensed as he thrust quickly into my mouth. I teased him with my lips and tongue until I felt him getting close. Then I backed off, running my fingers gently up and down his erection. “Fuck…god…please…baby…please…don’t stop” he begged, his body craving more. My body was on fire and my control was almost gone. Hearing him beg was not helping either.
I slowly kissed up his stomach and chest, stopping to kiss each nipple as he thrashed beneath me. “Baby…please…god…I need you” his words were nothing more than a ragged whisper.
I rubbed myself against his erection, teasing him exactly the same way I had teased Nick “oh fuck!” he breathed huskily.
”Did you like seeing Nick beg when I teased him like this?” I asked him, ready for him to deny that he had been there.
“Oh fuck…so hot…so fucking hot.” he groaned while I teased him relentlessly hoping he could not tell how much this teasing was affecting me. A quiet moan made me look up and in the moonlight, I could make out the image of Nick just inside the balcony doorway, watching us while his hand worked his own erection.
The thought of Nick begging broke down Kevin’s last wall of defense and he alternately pleaded and cursed incoherently, totally unaware that the tables had now turned and Nick was getting turned on watching him beg. Kevin’s body glistened with sweat and his muscles tensed in anticipation “Please baby, please make love to me, please.” he begged and I finally gave in to him, lowering my overheated body down onto his throbbing erection.
He thrust into me frantically as I reached up and untied his hands. In a single motion, he was on top of me, his desperate motion and ragged breathing indicating how close he was. I matched his movement, driving him deeper into me with each stroke as my hands roamed his chest until we went over the edge together, screaming each other’s name. I vaguely heard Nick’s muffled cry and knew that he had found his release at the same time.
Kevin rolled onto his back and we lay in each other’s arms as we caught our breath. I slipped my fingers behind his head and untied the blindfold, tangling my fingers in his still damp hair as he whispered “I love you”. I watched Nick’s form retreat from the doorway never knowing that I had seen him and tossed around in my mind the fun I could have with that information. With a grin, I leaned down and kissed Kevin’s lips tenderly, both of us too content to care that he was the one who had begged first.
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