in the bedroom
part three
The music stops and silence ticks in my ears while I wait for Charles to answer my question. I stare into the bleak abyss of Vegas, not wanting to scare the boy more than he is already. The door to my bedroom opens and George enters, providing reprieve to Charles. He places flowers on my desk and a fresh bottle of whiskey on the end table next to the bed, retreating without a word.
Gripping his upper arm, I pull Charles closer and put my mouth against his ear. "Don't be afraid, little grasshopper, this won't hurt a bit."
I kiss his neck near the shoulder and place his palm on my chest, smiling at how much his hand shakes.
"I am not afraid of this part."
Running my fingers down his stomach, I unbutton his jeans and wrap my hand around his cock. "No, not at all? Why are you a virgin, saving yourself for me?"
"I fear what happens after..." he begins to say, but stops as I squeeze and pull and rub him.
"Again, don't focus on what the papers say. I'm not going to kill you, silly. No, no no." I pause and squeeze until he groans. "This cock has been hard all afternoon. We're going to do it again and again and...you get the drift."
Swinging my leg over him, I ease myself onto his cock and press myself against his body. I grind in slow circles, closing my eyes and placing my ear on his chest to feel his heartbeat.
"I don't know what..." He tries to speak, but I put a palm over his mouth. Reaching for my phone, I tap the button to change the song and smile when a new addition to the playlist begins.
"This is one of my favorite songs," I say, increasing my tempo. Lifting my body I impale myself in short hard thrusts, the sounds of his grunts matching the tempo of the music.
"Tell me what to do," he says, voice tightening and rising in pitch.
Hooking my arms under his and gripping his shoulders, I lift myself higher and higher, smacking down on him with more force. "I want you to come in me. You're not a virgin anymore, Charles."
Increasing the intensity, I hum the music while the words drift along in my brain as if I'm watching a movie. The words 'You'll never get away..." repeat over and over again as Charles grabs my hair and begins to orgasm, spurting into me for what seems like forever.
Gripping his upper arm, I pull Charles closer and put my mouth against his ear. "Don't be afraid, little grasshopper, this won't hurt a bit."
I kiss his neck near the shoulder and place his palm on my chest, smiling at how much his hand shakes.
"I am not afraid of this part."
Running my fingers down his stomach, I unbutton his jeans and wrap my hand around his cock. "No, not at all? Why are you a virgin, saving yourself for me?"
"I fear what happens after..." he begins to say, but stops as I squeeze and pull and rub him.
"Again, don't focus on what the papers say. I'm not going to kill you, silly. No, no no." I pause and squeeze until he groans. "This cock has been hard all afternoon. We're going to do it again and again and...you get the drift."
Swinging my leg over him, I ease myself onto his cock and press myself against his body. I grind in slow circles, closing my eyes and placing my ear on his chest to feel his heartbeat.
"I don't know what..." He tries to speak, but I put a palm over his mouth. Reaching for my phone, I tap the button to change the song and smile when a new addition to the playlist begins.
"This is one of my favorite songs," I say, increasing my tempo. Lifting my body I impale myself in short hard thrusts, the sounds of his grunts matching the tempo of the music.
"Tell me what to do," he says, voice tightening and rising in pitch.
Hooking my arms under his and gripping his shoulders, I lift myself higher and higher, smacking down on him with more force. "I want you to come in me. You're not a virgin anymore, Charles."
Increasing the intensity, I hum the music while the words drift along in my brain as if I'm watching a movie. The words 'You'll never get away..." repeat over and over again as Charles grabs my hair and begins to orgasm, spurting into me for what seems like forever.
