6. Dream #3
After some time, nearly hoarse from how loud I was being, he yanked me back into him, noticing a single tear falling from my eye.
He lifted his mask just enough to extend his tongue and lick it from my face.
“What’s wrong, sweetness? My dick too much for you to handle?
” I shook my head and he smiled. “That’s a good girl.
” He threw me forward again, keeping my knees bent around his thighs, fucking me even harder.
My pussy began to tighten around him, my whole body tensing as I felt my orgasm building. “No,” I moaned aloud. “Not yet…not yet!”
Felix quickened his speed, grunting while he pounded into my body.
My nipples rubbed against the bed, the scraping pressure adding to the overwhelming wave of euphoria I was trying to hold back.
“No,” I whined. “Not yet! Not yet!” Felix gripped a handful of my hair and forced my head high.
I gasped, knowing I wasn’t going to last much longer.
“Say no all you want, cottontail, it won’t stop me from making you come.”
Is that so? Well, in that case…I’m going to make sure you come with me.
Carefully, I turned my head and locked eyes with him.
“Still think you’re the one in control?” Despite wearing a mask, I could see the questioning look he tossed my way.
“Hold on, soldier boy.” And with those words, I squeezed my thighs around his waist and used all my strength to flip us both over, kicking him away before landing on my back with my wrists behind me.
Felix grabbed me by the neck, gently raising my body toward him. “And just what do you think you’re doing?” he asked, tilting his head.
My legs extended and I wrapped them around his waist, forcing his dick back into my pussy.
The light behind his eyes flickered as I slid further down, hitting his pelvis with a wet slap.
“I’m showing you who’s really in control.
” His hands struggled around my throat, trembling as he controlled my breathing.
He moved his hand to support my body, guiding me as I slid up and down his dick, fucking him.
The look in his eyes told me he was struggling to resist me.
Almost there.
My back arched, my breasts pushing into him as he found my nipples with his mouth, sucking them through his mask. His breath was hot, and the material of his mask rubbed my raw nipples in a way that nearly sent me over the edge. “Oh, fuck,” I cried out, knowing I wouldn’t last much longer.
Felix’s own moans began to drown mine out and by the deep, pleading look on his face, I knew he was about to come.
There it is.
I purposefully squeezed around his shaft, sliding towards the tip of dick as the walls of my pussy constricted tight.
He let out a loud, whimpering moan and gripped me close.
I bit my lower lip, fighting back my own orgasm, but as I looked into his eyes, the world nearly stopped and all I could hear was the sound of my heart racing beneath my chest.
Call me crazy…but is this…love?
Time suddenly resumed and almost instantaneously, we both came.
Our moans twisted together in a way that only added to the moment, an overwhelming euphoric wave of pleasure drowning us both.
I kept my eyes on him, letting him see every tick and twitch of my face.
I wanted him to see how good he made me feel, and how much I loved fucking him.
Love…it had to be. What else could make me feel this way?
It took us a few minutes before we could really descend from that euphoric high.
But I couldn’t keep my eyes off him, wondering if he felt the same way as me.
I knew we were obsessed with one another—addicted to this dangerous little game—but over time, we didn’t just blossom into something new.
No, we set things ablaze. And right now, I was burning for him.
I waited until I could finally catch my breath and took the leap.
I dropped my head against his chest, panting as I turned away from the camera and looked at him. “I love you,” I whispered softly.
Felix stared at me. He didn’t speak or say anything. Instead, he carefully laid me on my side and tucked his dick back into his pants, then crawled from the bed and over to my computer. He leaned down, his mask covering everything but his eyes, and turned the live stream off.
What?
I sat up, confused. No, I felt embarrassed, instantly regretting what I had said.
Way to fucking go.
Felix turned to face me as he ripped off his mask to reveal a giant smile.
“Sorry, I don’t think I heard you. Mind repeating what you said?
” He tossed the mask over the camera and walked to the bed, dragging me toward him.
He leaned over me, still smiling, the tips of his hair tickling my forehead.
I tried to look away, bashful, but he only gripped my face, forcing me to look at him.
I stared into those dangerous eyes of his, reminding myself to breathe.
“I-I—” I swallowed my anxiety. “Why did you end the live stream?"
“Because I wanted to keep this moment with you all to myself.” His lips gently met mine with a soft kiss. “Go on. Say it again. But this time, just for me.”
I nearly fainted at his words.
“Say it.”
I blinked. “I love you, Felix.”
His smile grew twice in size. “I love you too, Dream.”