“Shh shh shh. Not a sound.” Hand clasped firmly over her mouth, he whispered in her ear.
She knew he was right. It was the holidays, they were stuck at her parents’ house and virtually surrounded by family members. Parents and grandparents on either side of them, aunts and uncles across the hall and young cousins in sleeping bags littering the hallway.
But she was a talker and the things that he did to her body never failed to leave her screaming in the throes of ecstacy.
She started to whimper. At first he let the tiniest whines go. Fuck, it was hard not to. Just thinking about her little sounds would make him agonizingly hard. But as her whines turned to moans and the moans became gutteral, he knew he had to silence her.
He threw his whole weight over her and pulled his cock out until just barely the tip remained inside of her. She gasped and furiously arched and pushed and clenched, aching to reclaim his throbbing violation but his weight heldfast and she could do nothing. Helpless, she pounded her fists against the mattress and quietly pleaded.
“Please. Please don’t! Please fuck me. I need it. I need you. I NEED YOUR CO—-!”
Before she could spit out the last word his hand clamped firmly over her mouth.
“You listen to me and listen to me good,” he said softly but sternly. “One more peep out of you and you won’t get this cock for a whole week.”
She wiggled beneath him, bit her lip and nodded.
He smiled, kissed her and with one swift, rough thrust he was back inside her. She buckled up against him and shook her head back and forth. He pumped harder and harder, hands at her hips driving her back into him. She let out exasperated breaths each one begging with the need to be filled with sound. But she obeyed and not a sound pushed through her.
“Don’t. Don’t do it. Don’t you dare.” he whispered in her ear as he slowly filled her over and over again.
She couldn’t take it anymore. Those words. So rough. So raw. So commanding. She was going to lose it.
He could tell by the look in her eyes that she was close and simply ordered her,
“No.”
Her hand shot to his chest and she breathlessly whispered,
“I can’t.”
He pushed harder into her and as she began to cum, took her face in his hands and met her in a deep kiss, swallowing each and every one of her orgasmic cries.
“Good girl. That’s my good girl.” He said in her ear as he held her.
And for the rest of the night no other words need be spoken. They let their bodies do the talking….
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