Tension

You look again and see him walking towards you, leather pants enclosing his legs like a second skin, he emerges from the darkness and his body forms out of the shadows and there he is, standing before you, hair gleaming, body glowing, chest heaving with each breath.

He's worked your body over and over and over, and you are flying, your mind gone south and your will seeping into the cracks in the floor, your gaze is foggy, but still you remain perched on that ledge, still cognizent of everything you see and everything you feel, and you gaze at him.

He smiles as he looks at you, lips twisted into a cruel sensuous smirk and he leans down, crouching before your kneeling form, and reaches out a fingertip, sliding it up your temple to catch a drop of sweat, he pulls it down before your already heated gaze and slides it over his lips then into his mouth and sucks, moaning softly.

Your body just clenches tight and you shiver, almost snarling at the intense pleasure rippling through you at that, and your body shivers, the pain hazing everything, the passion making it glow brightly, you unconsciously rock towards him and he looks sharply at you.

He stands you up and lifts you until you can walk, he moves you to a table and you scream inside thinking no more god no more and he lays you down, and turns your head to the side and before you he stands, eyes fierce and hands clenched.

Those long fingers that play your body like an instrument slide into his pants and he slips them down over his hips and the only other thought you have besides the unfolding picture of him in your brain is take me...god take me please...please.

And you shake, because you can't stop this feeling welling inside you and you shiver because you know you have no will left to say yes or no to Him anymore, and you moan and he smiles sooooo wickedly at you and slips the leather off his body and stands there before you like some kind of personal god, sweatridden, breathing heavily, and only for you.

And you whimper again, and he moves closer and slides one hand down his cock, watching your eyes as he does, then slides it up his stomach, and you keep your eyes glued to it's movements not blinking, just shivering trying so hard to hold in check this passion that he has built.

And he leans down, rubbing himself againstt your arm and you gasp at the touch, he's so close to you so close to giving you him in your mouth and you don't know which is worse feeling it on your skin or not having it move closer and he leans away from you and you cry out sharply, desperately, tears in your eyes and he leans down to your ear

His tongue circles it, his breath caresses it and one hand reaches for your swollen tight nipple and he whispers as you shake......................"cum pet"..........and you do.