My Life for Yours

by Margaret McHeyzer

  “Your pussy’s calling me, it belongs to me. Keep grinding, Darling.” My hips are swivelling and rotating getting the perfect position, so his mouth and tongue hit the spot I need most attention paid to. “Mmmm, that’s it, Baby.” His words send a quiver all the way down to my toes as I keep thrusting harder onto his face. Behind my eyes, white electricity fireworks. I grab onto his head with both hands and drive him further into me, holding him tightly against my heated mound as I fuck him, hard. “Yes,” he growls while licking every last drop that I produce.

  “Ohhh fuck, Jeremy.” I shiver as I come and then I let go of his head, letting my thighs relax and I collapse back in the chair. Jeremy doesn’t stop though, his tongue continues licking me deep and hard. More heat ripples my slit, it’s sensitive and pulsates with a longing for more.

  “Darling that was sensational,” He leans up on his heels and wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. “You know, I think I’d like to do that to you every day. You’re sweet and so damn tasty.”

  “How are you feeling?” I look down to his bulge that’s tenting his pants as he takes his seat next to me.

  “I can wait until we get inside, c’mon, Frankie.”

  I didn’t realise the car had stopped moving. I look outside and we’re at Jeremy’s house, well I assume it’s his house. He opens the back door of the limo and extends his hand to me. This time I take it because my knees are a little weak from that mind blowing orgasm I’m still coming down from. Jeremy steps in behind me, he skews his hands onto my stomach, and gently he runs them down towards my hips. Pulling me back into him, my head collapses onto his shoulder. God he feels good. God I want more.

  “I’ve licked you and loved every second; when we go inside I want to fuck you. I’m going to handcuff you to my bed, I’m going to spread those beautiful legs of yours wide open and I’m going to fuck you hard. When you beg me to stop, I’ll keep fucking you and when I’ve had enough, we’re going to have a shower where you’ll get down on your knees and fuck me with your mouth.”

  The tingling hasn’t had a moment to rest, it starts coursing through my veins ready and waiting for my next release. Yes please, Senator.

  “Tonight you’ll do what I want. Tonight your mine and everything I want, you’re going to do. But I’m giving you the chance to walk away. I’m going to let go of you, Frankie and I’m going to go inside. If you want this as much as I want you, go upstairs, third room on the left, strip down and lay on the bed. I want your legs open and I want you ready for me. I want that pretty pink pussy of yours glistening from the moment I walk in. If you’re not there by the time I get to my room, I’ll let you go, Darling,” he stops for a second. “But I fucking hope you come to me.” Jeremy steps away and doesn’t look back, I steady myself against the limo.

  Can I relinquish my power to him? Even if it’s for one night, is it possible to put Frankie DeLuca aside?

  For a night of no holds explosive and raw sex?

  Hell yeah.

  Chapter 11

  By the time my legs stop jellifying and turn back into the human anatomy, I think I’ve been out here for a good ten minutes. I walk up to the huge wooden front door and push it open; there’re stairs in front of me that lead up to the room of pleasure. The lights are off but the huge windows let in the shine of the moon just enough for me to take in my surroundings and safely climb the steps. I go to the third room on left and push open the door. There’s a small night light on the bedside table, the bed’s large with a slatted wooden headboard, forest green sheets, a chair near the window and two doors opposite. I assume one for a bathroom and one for a walk in closet. The room’s spacious, dark and cool. Very cool, matter of fact it’s freezing in here. My skin breaks out in goose bumps from head to toe. I take my dress off and my shoes. My panties are somewhere in the limo and it was impossible to wear a bra with this dress. The Hollywood tape’s now gone, rolled into a ball and shoved in my clutch. I lie on the bed and open my legs, waiting for Jeremy to take control for the night.

  I wait.

  And wait.

  I hear Jeremy on the other side of the door. He clears his throat and I adjust in anticipation of him entering the room and seeing me spread wide, ready to accept him. My heart skips a beat and I bite down on my lip with excitement, I can feel my slit growing wetter as I imagine him opening the door.

  But he doesn’t, he leaves because I hear his shoes meet the floor boards outside the room, the sound grows smaller and smaller until he’s gone.

  The room temperature changes or maybe it’s me, but the cold air shifts into a comfortable warmth while I’m still spread out on the bed and am patiently waiting.

  And waiting.

  I’m not sure how long I’m lying here, I hear the floor boards creak on the other side of the door. A small trickle runs towards my arse, the expectation is sending me crazy. The door handle turns and Jeremy silently steps into the room. He’s dressed in just a pair of black sleep pants, his chest naked showing me the fine tattoo and his nipple piercing. I just want to lick him.

  “You look gorgeous waiting for me,” He stands at the end of the bed, his eyes travel up and down my body, taking me in. Jeremy not touching me is sending me wild, I want to jump up and run to him, throw him to the floor and ride him with extreme force. His eyes go to my slit and the smile on his lips is the same smile in his eyes. “You’re glistening, all for me.” Shit, I try to manoeuvre on the bed to get a little relief. “Don’t fucking move, Darling. I just want to memorise everything about your sinful body.” Damn it Jeremy, stop fucking talking and just fuck me, or lick me, just make me come. That’s what I want to scream out, that’s what I want to yell but I just remain quiet and still, waiting for the moment his hands and mouth explore my body.

  Slowly Jeremy saunters over to the bed and sits next to me. He brings his hand up to my face and is just about to touch me, it hovers only millimetres away, I can feel the heat from his hand without him touching me, I want, no I need to move a little so I can have that heat on me, but I don’t, again I lie still and wait for him to tell me what he wants. I close my eyes absorbing the feeling of having him so close to me, close enough to touch, close enough to make me moan. The feeling of warmth starts to slide down my body, but his hand is still to make contact. He gets to my breasts and my nipples are so hard and desperately want his mouth on them, but again he doesn’t touch me. The warmth travels and goes to my stomach, it’s sending me fucking insane. Heat slides painfully slow down my legs, he doesn’t touch me though and he’s damn well teasing me.

  “Mmmm, Darling it seems you’re expecting me to touch you. I can see your pretty cunt waiting for me.”

  “Ohhhh,” I groan with my eyes still shut.

  The sensation is electric, he’s not touched me, he’s not caressed me, he’s barely spoken, but I’m almost ready to come again. The bed dips and Jeremy sucks my ear lobe into his mouth, his tongue flicks it and his teeth bite down with just enough force to cross over towards pleasurable pain.

  “I’d like to play with your body, Frankie. But if you want me to stop, tell me now, because once I start, I’ll keep going until you collapse.”

  Fuck. Me.

  I remain still and say nothing to him.

  “I’ll take that as an admission of wanting pleasure. But I’m giving you one last chance to back away.”

  Again, my eyes are closed and I remain perfectly still and quiet.

  “First I want you to touch yourself. Show me how you move your fingers in and out of your tempting pussy, show me how you make yourself come.”

  A flame spreads throughout my entire body, the effect of his words making me crave more. I bring my hand to tweak my nipples, twisting them and pulling them.

  “I said your pussy, not those fantastic tits.”

  I open my eyes and see Jeremy’s sitting back in the chair beside the window. I didn’t even feel him leave. His leg casually crossed over on his other knee; he’s leaning back into the chair and has one arm
propped up on the edge with his fingers brushing his chin.

  “Do you like to watch, Senator?”

  “More than you know.”

  Moving my fingers over my clit I start to circle it, I flick it and the feeling’s almost to much. I enter my middle finger into my wet slit and slowly I push it in as far as it goes, I bring my finger out and slide in two fingers curling them up and hitting my wall. In and out, then deeper in and out, bringing my other hand up I start to circle my clit as my legs fall open wider, I roll my hips grinding harder against my own hand. I watch as Jeremy’s eyes haven’t left me, he uncrosses his legs and sits forward in his chair. This is where I know I have him.

  I stop fucking my fingers and take them out of me, I bring one up to my mouth. I circle my lips with the wetness from my fingers and Jeremy’s mouth falls open to an ‘O’ and starts panting. He stands up and takes his sleep pants off. He grabs his cock in his hand and starts stroking it, tip to base, up and down. One finger goes into my mouth as I wrap my lips around it licking my own dripping tasty desire, and my other hand continues the punishing rhythm of my own pleasure.

  “Fuck,” Jeremy moans. One hand sliding up and down his shaft, squeezing, fondling and rubbing. He stops and spreads the cum from around the head with his thumb, his other hand cups his balls and clasps them as he watches me suck my arousal while still grinding into my hand. “Stop Frankie,” immediately I stop and bring my hands above my head. “On your knees, Darling, come and suck me hard.” Without delay I get off the bed and drop to my knees in front of Jeremy. I open my mouth and he guides his cock straight into my parted lips. I go to grip his thick member but he stops me, “Just use your fuckable mouth.” I drop my hands by my side and take him all in. I relax my throat and guide him as far in as he can go. “That’s what I want.” He groans. I slowly skim my teeth the length of his member and when I get to the head I swirl my tongue around it. His sweet and salty cum drips from his head, I lap it up and pull away. “I want more,” Jeremy says as he looks down to me. I smile in a small wicked way and duck my head down and suck on his balls. He roughly grips my hair and pulls me towards him as his breath is raggedly leaving his body. I can feel my slit growing wetter with every corrupt sound that leaves his body. Jeremy pulls my head back and boldly pushes his cock deep into my mouth. I continue sucking him as he begins to thrusts up, using me for his own pleasure. Abruptly he stops and steps back, he must have been close to coming. “Back on the bed,” his commanding voice instructs me. Once he extends his hand to help me up and I’m on the bed, Jeremy strolls over to me, he opens the top draw of the nightstand and brings two sets of handcuffs out. He places the key next to the night light.

  “Grip the slats on the headboard, Darling.”

  I hold onto them and Jeremy slips the cuffs onto my wrists. I try to move my arms, but no, these are real and definitely sturdy. They bite into my wrists a little but the burn’s quite pleasing and satisfying.

  Jeremy leans onto the bed and moves between my legs. He pushes them as far open as they can go and kneels between them. With just his pointer finger he starts running a line down my body, it begins on my nose and when he gets to my mouth I open up and he pushes it in. I suck on it until he moans and then pulls it out, I graze my teeth over the pad of his finger as it leaves my mouth. Jeremy smiles as he exhales a low grumble. His liquid silver eyes watch as my own scream out carnal desire wanting more of him on me and in me. His touch continues down my chin, down my neck and stops at the valley between my breasts. My body’s on fire, roaring out to have more than his finger tormenting me. His barely there touch starts circling my nipple on my right breast; without breaking skin contact he moves it over to my left nipple, circling it as meticulously as he did the other. Jeremy begins the journey south again and stops at my navel, curving around once, then twice then three times. I buck my hips up and want more, need more than the almost non-existent touches he’s giving me.

  “Jeremy,” I sigh.

  “What is it, Darling, do you want me to stop?”

  “Yes, no, yes, no.”

  “I promise you’ll enjoy it.”

  I groan and relax against the firm mattress. He continues in the same gentle deliberate direction he was moving in before. He skims down my slit and traces his finger down to my thigh, zig zagging across my thigh and tracing the contours of my knee.

  This is pure hell and torture and pleasure and raw and fucking electric, all rolled into one frenzied sensation

  “Do you feel alive, Darling? Can you feel your heart beating? Can you feel the blood pumping through your body? I could feel it while your mouth was fucking my cock.”

  Jeremy’s words cause a reaction where all my senses heighten at once, my heart thrums, my skin burns with want, my mind finds a sensual place I don’t believe it’s ever been to before.

  “Just feel me, feel the touch, feel the heat, feel the desire.” I close my eyes as my neck and shoulders completely loosen up. I hear the rip of the foil, I listen to Jeremy’s breath hitch as I let the passion take over my body. As Jeremy slides into me, he lifts my hips to meet him; I rotate my hips in small circles bringing Jeremy’s cock deeper inside me. Gripping the slats in the head board, Jeremy’s thick cock slides in and out of me, his pace slow, hungry and ardent. The fire already building within, starts to spread and I continue to move my hips causing friction where our bodies join as one. Jeremy continues to slowly slide in and out, not speeding up, not wanting this aphrodisiac feeling to ever stop, I know he’s feeling it because my own body’s reaction is the same. I bring my arse up higher and Jeremy hits the spot that I need touched.

  His stride quickens, my body burns, his hands painfully grip, my skin explodes in heat, his fingers dig right into my flesh, my breath intensifies, he holds his breath, I combust, he roars.

  Jeremy let’s go of my body and collapses on top of me. He lays kisses on my already sensitive and swollen lips, his tongue sweetly playing with mine.

  “I think you made up for our first time, Senator.”

  “I hope you’re not tired, I want you back on your knees in the shower, Darling,” he reaches over to the table gets the key and unlocks the cuffs. He sits up and pulls me to into a sitting position, rubbing my wrists tenderly, bringing his mouth to them and placing delicate kisses to the red line that encircles them.

  The next hour’s spent in Jeremy’s huge shower. We wash each other’s bodies, slow strokes, barely there touches, mouths tasting every part that had been forgotten. On my knees I took Jeremy in my mouth and on my knees Jeremy forcefully grabbed my head and fucked my mouth until he came and I licked every last drop.

  That night Jeremy fell asleep with our arms and legs entwined together.

  That night Jeremy whispered ‘I never knew I needed you’ while he was sleeping.

  That night I vowed to myself not fall for this amazing man.

  Chapter 12

  The heat in the room’s causing me to stir, but there's also Eye of the Tiger screaming from my phone. G must be checking in, but I'm sure Marko would’ve told him where I am, hell security would’ve told him where I am. The phone stops ringing but within a few seconds, it starts again. My eyes are now opening and my body has that delicious worn and used feeling to it. The feeling that it’s been worshiped, licked, sucked and most definitely fucked into oblivion. I stretch my arms up over my head and listen to Eye of the Tiger keep playing the same thirty second tune. When I don't answer the call by the fourth ring, I hear a pounding downstairs at the front door; Jeremy’s still out of it and doesn't hear a damn thing that's happening.

  I best answer G, or he may send the entire security detail in here to make sure I’m okay. Finding a tee shirt in the bed side drawers, I pull it over my head and go to find my phone. Just as I go to call G, he calls me again.

  "G, what's so damn urgent?"

  "Get home, Frankie, we've got a major fucking issue." Instantly the hairs on my neck and arms stand to attention as my back straightens and my shoulders pul
l back.

  "What sort of issue are we talking about, G?"

  "We got bombed."

  "What the fuck did you say?" My voice has elevated and in turn has woken Jeremy. "Bombed? What the fuck?"

  "Just get home, Frankie, we need to decide a course of action."

  "I’ll be there soon."

  Jeremy's arms wrap me in a tight embrace from behind as he moves my hair off my shoulder and starts kissing the nape of my neck, but I push away from him.

  "Not now, Jeremy, I’ve got some shit happening and I gotta go."

  "How can I help?"

  "You can't, Senator, this isn't a matter that you can step into and fix." I’m looking for my clothes and shoes but can't find a shoe. "You got shorts or boxers I can borrow?"

  Jeremy goes to a drawer and pulls out mesh running shorts, throwing them at me.

  "What can I do, Darling?" He’s definitely insistent.

  "Fuck me, Jeremy, are you fucking dense? This is Family Business, not Senator business. There's nothing for you to do. Alright? Fuck." I look him over and roll my eyes, clearly pissed off.

  Jeremy leaves the room completely silent. I don't see him when I leave and I certainly don't hear from him on the way back home.