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Melodies of Desire - part 2
As you lie on Andre’s bed, trying to regain control after being pushed against the wall and teased mercilessly, you feel a mix of frustration and arousal. Your body is tense, your breathing ragged as you stare up at the ceiling, wondering how much longer he plans on keeping you on edge.
Andre stands over you, his eyes dark with desire as he watches your struggle. He’s enjoying every moment of this power play, and it only serves to fuel your irritation. You can’t believe you let him get to you like this.
‘Are you going to keep me here all night?’ you ask, trying to sound more confident than you feel. ‘Or are you ever going to let me cum?’
Andre smirks down at you and shakes his head. ‘I don’t think so,’ he says, his voice low and seductive. ‘Not yet.’
You sit up, your anger flaring as you confront him. ‘What do you mean, “not yet”? I’m not some toy for you to play with!’
He raises an eyebrow, amused by your outburst. ‘Aren’t you?’ he asks, taking a step closer. ‘You seem to be enjoying this just as much as I am.’
Your cheeks flush with embarrassment, but you refuse to back down. ‘Maybe I was,’ you admit, ‘but now it’s just getting ridiculous.’
Andre chuckles and reaches out to run a finger along your jawline. ‘I think you like being under my control,’ he says softly. ‘I think you like the way I make you feel.’
You swallow hard, unable to deny the truth in his words. But that doesn’t mean you’re ready to give up without a fight.
‘Fine,’ you say, standing up and looking him straight in the eye. ‘If you won’t let me cum, then I’ll just have to make you.’
Andre’s eyes widen with surprise, but he quickly recovers his composure. ‘Oh, really?’ he asks, a challenge in his voice. ‘And how do you plan on doing that?’
You smile and walk over to the sound system, selecting a slow, sensual track from his collection of rare records. As the music fills the room, you begin to sway your hips, letting your dress slide down your body until it pools at your feet.
Andre watches you with hungry eyes as you step out of the dress and walk towards him, wearing nothing but a pair of black lace panties. You can see the bulge in his pants growing larger with each step you take.
‘I’m going to make you beg for it,’ you whisper, running your hands up his chest. ‘And then I’ll decide if I want to give it to you.’
His breath catches in his throat as you reach down and unbuckle his belt, slowly undoing the button of his pants. He tries to maintain his dominant persona, but you can tell he’s struggling to keep up the facade.
You slide your hand inside his boxers and grip his hardening cock, squeezing it gently as you look him in the eye. ‘Tell me what you want,’ you demand, running your thumb over the tip.
He swallows hard, his voice barely a whisper as he says, ‘I want you to ride me.’
You smile and push him onto the bed, climbing on top of him and positioning yourself above his erection. Slowly, teasingly, you lower yourself down until he’s just inside you. You can feel him throbbing, desperate for more, but you refuse to give in.
‘Please,’ he groans, his hands gripping your hips as he tries to pull you further down onto him. ‘Let me cum.’
You lean forward and whisper in his ear, ‘Not yet.’
Andre growls with frustration, but you can tell he’s enjoying every moment of this new dynamic between the two of you. You continue to tease him, moving up and down on his cock with agonizing slowness, making sure he feels every inch of you.
Finally, unable to take it anymore, Andre flips you onto your back and thrusts into you hard and fast. ‘I can’t take it,’ he says through gritted teeth. ‘I need to cum.’
You wrap your legs around his waist, urging him on as he drives into you with increasing intensity. Your orgasm builds within you, the pressure mounting as Andre continues to pound into you relentlessly.
‘Now!’ you cry out, your body arching off the bed as your climax crashes over you. Andre follows close behind, his release shuddering through him as he spills himself inside you.
The two of you lie there, breathless and spent, staring up at the ceiling as your hearts slowly return to normal. You can’t help but smile, knowing that you’ve both gotten exactly what you wanted from this night.
You take control, pushing Andre down onto the bed and straddling him. Your eyes locked on his as you slowly undo his belt and jeans, revealing his hard cock beneath. ‘I can’t believe I’m doing this,’ you think to yourself, ‘but it feels so good.’
Andre looks up at you, his blue eyes filled with desire and surprise. ‘You’re in charge now?’ he asks, a hint of uncertainty in his voice.
‘Yes,’ you reply, your confidence growing as you slide off him and kneel between his legs. You unbuckle his pants completely, revealing his erection. Licking your lips, you say, ‘Your cock tastes so good in my mouth.’ Then, without waiting for a response, you take it into your mouth, savoring the taste of him as you begin to suck and lick with abandon.
Andre moans, his hands gripping the sheets beneath him as he thrusts his hips upwards, meeting your mouth. ‘Fuck, YN,’ he groans. ‘That feels incredible.’
You pull back for a moment, looking up at him with a smirk. ‘Hope you don’t mind me watching you now,’ you say before lowering your mouth again, taking as much of his length into your mouth as you can handle. Your tongue swirls around the head of his cock, teasing and tormenting him.
As you continue to pleasure Andre with your mouth, your hands explore his body, tracing circles around his nipples with your fingertips before leaning down to kiss them softly. He gasps at the sensation, arching his back as if to bring himself closer to your touch.
‘You have such a beautiful cock,’ you say between licks and sucks. ‘I can’t help but want to taste it.’
Andre’s moans grow louder, and you can feel him getting closer to the edge. You redouble your efforts, sucking harder and faster, using your hands to stroke his shaft in time with your mouth. Suddenly, he tenses up and cries out your name as he comes, his release spilling into your waiting mouth.
You swallow greedily, savoring the taste of him as you milked every last drop from his cock. As he slowly comes down from his orgasmic high, you sit back on your heels and smile at him smugly. ‘Not bad for a first-timer,’ you say, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand.
Andre lies there, breathless and spent, staring up at you in awe. ‘I never knew I could feel like that,’ he admits. ‘You’re amazing.’
Just as you’re about to respond, your phone rings, interrupting the moment. You glance at the screen and see it’s one of Andre’s friends checking in on him after their argument. Panicked, you scramble to get dressed, with Andre quickly following suit. The two of you manage to compose yourselves just in time to answer the door, leaving the reader in suspense for what happens next.