Eyes Shut - Sexy Shorts
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Eyes shut, Rex could feel the fire heating up one side of him, while the other felt cold as ice. There, on his hands and knees, he waited for her, his Angel. Already he was rock hard and throbbing at the thought of what she may well do to him this time. He never knew with her, as she was a devious and sneaky woman.

Somewhere in his mind was the thought that he should never have assumed she was all that naïve and knew nothing about sex. Yes, when they first hooked up she had been a virgin. Quickly, he learned that virgin didn’t mean innocent in every way. Unable to help himself, he smirked. In fact, she was one twisted little woman and had been open to most of his suggestions. Sure, there had been apprehension there the first few times they had done anything, as anyone would expect from someone uninitiated in the ways of the flesh, but he didn’t need to press any of the issues, and she was more than willing to engage in the acts with him.

Then he felt her come into the room. No he didn’t hear or smell her, but he just knew she was there. It wasn’t until she was behind him that he began to sense her and smell the heady scent of her arousal. As one of her tiny, calloused hands ran softly down his back he moaned softly, shivering. His body broke out in gooseflesh. Then she leaned over his back, both arms wrapping around his muscular torso, bare chest pressed to his back. He could feel her already hard nipples pressing into his back.

Then she nuzzled his shoulder softly and kissed him in the place where his neck met his shoulder, making his skin prickle. She knew he liked that and how it made him tingle, made his hair stand on end, so she made sure she did it a lot. As she pressed tighter to him, he felt something stiff and cool brush lightly against his inner thigh. Unable to help himself, he shuddered and moaned a bit louder. Now he knew what she was up to…

Her warm breath against his sensitive ear made him shiver. Then she spoke, her voice a husky whisper with a touch of heat to it.

“ You know what I’m going to do, don’t you?”

Moaning, he felt his flesh throbbing madly. “Yes…” he hissed. The blood pounded in his ears so loudly it seemed to dull the other sounds in the room.

“ Do you want it?” she purred softly in his ear, letting the object rub a bit higher, thrusting it a bit so it stroked against his balls lightly.

“ You know I do.” His voice took on a bit of a husky quality to it as his arousal level soared.

“ What is it you want, Rex?” she asked.

Her voice took on a sultry, satiny quality as he felt the object rub across the crack of his backside a few times.

Snarling long and low, a sound that usually frightened most people, but didn’t faze her a bit, he pushed back against the potential intruder. “I want it!” he growled out, tone husky and lustful.

With a wicked giggle in her voice, she asked him, “What is ‘it’ you want?”

Malevolent wench! She was doing this to torture him as he well knew. Nor was she going to give in and just do it unless she got what she wanted first.

“ Fuck me!” he snarled out, pushing back against her.

There, she got what she wanted, but he doubted it would be enough. She was going to push it further like she did times in the past.

“ How do you want me to do that, Rex?” she asked with an innocent tone in her voice.

Oh yes, the torture had begun. He knew he wasn’t going to be let off easy. That wasn’t her style. Exhaling loudly, he tossed his head back, fingers digging into the furs beneath him.

“ Don’t do this to me!” he bit out.

“ If you want, I won’t. I can stop and we can go to bed,” she teased, reaching under him and grabbing hold of his already fully erect cock behind the head, giving it a squeeze.

Oh hell, she was evil personified! Unable to stop himself, his hips began to thrust slightly, moving his cock in her hand.

“ No! That’s not what I meant!” he huffed louder through clenched teeth. “Angel…” he started then stopped himself. By this point he knew it wouldn’t do any good to try to get her to change her mind. He either went with the flow and did as she asked, or got nothing.

“ What?” she purred in his ear.

He was not in the mood to play this game tonight, but she was. At this point he was so horny nothing was going to take long, and the more she teased him the worse it was going to get. When he felt the head of the thing press between his cheeks, his resolve was done; he didn’t care about anything anymore but what he so desperately wanted.

“ Fuck me in the ass,” he said quietly.

When those words slipped out of his mouth, he felt something he very rarely did, embarrassment. But, somehow, he liked that as well. It was part of the game. Each time they did this, he encountered that emotion and those things seemed to just add to the arousal level of the whole thing.

No, he was no submissive nor did he crave sex with the male of the species in any way, never had. But this was different. Part of the whole want of this act was because it was her. She, as he found out very quickly after they hooked up, was no meek little woman who was submissive.

Yes, she was submissive to an extent, especially when the situation dictated she be, playing the role of the perfect wife that most saw her as. She was so tiny, a mere five feet tall in her stocking feet, a tiny woman by most standards. With long, wavy black hair, one hundred pounds soaking wet, and curves right where they needed to be, proportionate with her size, she was a beautiful woman, one who had caught his eye and held it early on after meeting her the first time.

But, on the other hand, that was misleading because no one would suspect she was someone who was the ‘take charge’ kind of being in bed. But when it came to sex, she was what she called a ‘closet domme,’ meaning she wasn’t about to submit to any man if he demanded it. She liked to be the dominant partner. Especially with someone like him, who was big, six foot four and about two hundred ten pounds. Something about that gave his diminutive wife a thrill like no other. And it was good with him. He enjoyed doing that, as well as the role reversal, so he went with the flow.

Most times they had normal sex, mutual in nature with the usual activities. But once in a while they both wanted something different. By accident he had learned that he did like to let her be the dominant one every once in a while. The rush he got in giving over control when normally he was such a ‘power freak,’ as she put it, was enticing to him. No, it wasn’t what he wanted all the time, but once in a while was something that he craved.

One night, while she was laying between his legs, sucking on him, she had slipped a finger between his cheeks and into his ass. The sensation was something he had never felt before. Then her finger found a spot inside him that shot something like a liquid inferno through his body. The sensation made him quake all over, shaking like a leaf, gasping and moaning uncontrollably. The more she rubbed, the more intense the sensations became. That happened until the point he had come harder than he had in his entire life, shooting so intensely that he ended up with some on his face and hair from the magnitude of the climax. After that, well, he was hooked. Of course, as would be expected, things progressed from there.