Zenora

A/n: Read with care. 🌶

Emily’s point of view:

Brock took me upstairs to my room and stripped me of my wet gear while I was helping him with his. When we both were naked he threw me on the bed and waited for a few moments. He took his time to scan every inch of my body, and I could see his eyes following my every curve.

“You do realize, you won’t get much sleep tonight, right?” He asked me devilishly.

“Unless you get tired of me or I get bored and fall asleep…” I teased him as I crawled back to the edge of the bed from where he had thrown me to. I stalked my way closer to him until I nearly reached his soldier, who already stood in all his glory. “But I doubt I’ll get bored though.” I continued while licking my lips.

I sat on my knees on the edge of the bed so that his head and mine were at the same level, and then I kissed his lips, his neck, chest and stomach while following the curves of his muscles with my hands. He moaned and softly growled with each passing inch that I meticulously brushed with my lips. And when I reached his belly button my hands slit over his firm ass cheeks to urge him to stand still and ready. My tongue slithered underneath his cock and then I slowly sucked the head in. He couldn’t control himself much longer and held his hands in my still wet hair and pushed it softly into my mouth. Some gagging sounds left my throat and I felt Brock getting aroused by it, as I could taste some precum in the back of my throat.

“Fuck, we have to stop now or I’m going to come already!” He said while pushing me away from him. “You feel so, good! Let me taste you now.” He huskily said.

He pushed me back until my head almost touched the headboard. Then he told me to hold the edge of it with my hands, as we don’t really have any ropes close by to tie me up. He started kissing me gently on my lips, collarbone and breasts and stayed there for a few moments. The teasing that I had used on his body, was being afflicted upon mine now, but this soft form of torture is something that I’m willing to undergo every day…

While filling me with two of his fingers, his tongue finally found my aching nub and then started to lick and nip lustfully. I let go of the headboard above me and brushed my hands through his hair, hoping to find myself some more friction and a quicker release. But he wouldn’t want that, as he suddenly stopped pleasuring me.

“Did I tell you to let go?” He growled wildly. I bit my bottom lip and put my hands back onto the edge of the board. But I couldn’t help it! He was driving me so crazy with his fingers and mouth! When he saw I had put my hands back on the board above me, he continued his wrath upon my bottom until I released my hands and brushed through his hair again. I had to!

Brock stopped what he was doing, again, and got off the bed. “I guess I do need to tie you up, with something.” He said when he looked around the room and eventually took the belt out of his pants. He walked up to me and shoved me a bit closer up to the headboard and sat on my lap. With the buckle of the belt, he tied my hands together and then wrapped the rest of the belt around one of the bars.

But while he made sure that he had tied me up tight enough, his groin hung right above my face and I looked at it hungrily. He chuckled as he saw what I was looking at, but pulled on the buckle to see if I could get away, before moving his body down again.

“Can’t get enough, do you?” Brock whispered in my ear, at which my skin started to shiver.

He licked my nipples and blew some air against them to make them cold and hard, and then he squeezed them gently, rolling them between his fingers. Not too hard, as to keep it pleasant but I still let out a small scream at which he chuckled. His torture continued as he kissed my breasts and stomach and slid his hands between my legs. But his fingers did not get inside me this time, all he did was push my legs apart, sat up straight and just looked at me, at my bottom.

My breathing got faster as his eyes were focused on what I couldn’t see from up here. It was as if his eyes were burning right through my flesh! He wasn’t smiling or grinning this time, his face only showed seriousness and determination. This man! He is so sexually intimidating and dominating that his gaze upon me got me seriously wet. I want him!

“Beg me for it. I can see your juice flowing so I know you want me.” He said in his deep voice.

“Brock… Do something… Please!” I begged him. But he said that it wasn’t good enough.

He softly touched my inner thighs with just his fingertips, barely brushing my skin, but I could feel the heat coming from them. When the tingling started at my knees and slid down to my centre, my body started to tremble, aching for that touch on my nub of pleasure. I arched my back, moaning and heavy breathing as I could feel his fingers getting closer and closer! But when he nearly got there, he stopped! He freaking stopped!

“No! keep going! Please!” But again, he said it was still not enough.

He barely touched me between my folds, but I could feel my wetness getting stuck to his fingers. I knew he was there, but he didn’t continue! By now I was so wet and it hurt so much that I wanted to swallow his magnificence in, all at once.

“Brock, fucking hell! I can’t bear it anymore! PLEASE FU…” But before I could finish that sentence, he threw himself onto my body and slid his cock in, in one go. After a few quick but hard thrusts, he sat on his knees, grabbed my ass and nearly tore my body in half with every thrust he pushed forward. He went fast and hard but I was so wet that it wasn’t hard for him to act as he did. He just slid in with ease and with every movement, I moaned even louder than the moan before. I wanted to hold him, to push him closer to my body and feel the warmth of his chest. But I couldn’t, my hands were tied up tightly and I just had to give in, screaming in the torture of the awaiting climax.

Suddenly, he got out of me and while grabbing my hips, he turned me around on the bed.

“On your knees.” He said calmly and I followed his command. He pushed my legs apart, so he could reach me better. He touched my back gently with his fingertips, which gave me goosebumps. Then he grabbed my hips and thrust himself into me again. Crazy screams from earlier were agonizing my throat, so only hoarse moans were able to leave my vocal cords now.

Finally, he leaned forward where I could feel his chest clinging to my back and he slid his hand down to the front side of my body. He rubbed my clit at the same time he kept thrusting into me and it made me scream even more. But I didn’t want to come, I wanted it to take all night!

“I know you are about to come love. I can feel your insides pushing onto me. Just give in as it won’t be the only time for you to have an orgasm this night.”

It won’t? How much endurance does this man have? What he is doing to me now is such a bliss already, what could he want to do with me even more? This was new to me, but I liked it very much, so hesitantly I gave in.

“Faster Brock, just give me all, please!” I begged for him and he greedily obliged.

Within a few more thrusts I pulled my shoulders up, pulling the belt hard, but keeping my body arched while he kept taking me from behind and pleasuring me in the front. My head started to tingle, my breathing got faster and shallow… Brock’s body showed the same symptoms, in synchronicity with my own. He now held my body with both his arms surrounding me, sucking and biting me in my neck. Groaning and panting in my ears. “Ahh, yes. I’m coming, now!” I screamed at him and then I felt his hot body fluids fill me up, knowing he had come at the same time as me.

Our sweated bodies stuck together for a few moments before he untied the belt that was holding my hands together right in front of me. It had been twisted because he had turned me around earlier, so it actually got stuck and I giggled.

“You better get me loose, because I have to go to the bathroom.” I said laughing.

“How? Can you still walk then? I have to do better when you come back from the bathroom.” He said when he finally managed to untie me. My wrists were red, almost bleeding from the pulling I did, but I didn’t care. I rubbed my wrists and thought about the feeling he gave me during this wild ride. His touch at first was gentle and torturous at the same time, but later on, his strong hands held onto me so tightly, so firm, which gave me a secure feeling within his embrace.

“Was I too rough, are you hurt love?” He asked me while lifting my chin and looking towards the redness on my wrists.

“No, you didn’t hurt me, I was just sunken in thoughts for a moment. Storing all the memories of what you have done to me just now. I loved it.” I nearly whispered, with a huge grin on my face.

“Good. My fierce beautiful hunter, I love you too. But didn’t you have to go to the toilet?” He suddenly asked me, and I almost peed myself.

“Yes!” I stood up and quickly grabbed my nightgown from my dresser, put it on and ran up towards the bathroom. I nearly ran Natalya over, who was kissing financial counsellor Tom but I kept running and got to the toilets just in time!

What? Wait a minute! What did I just see? Was she really kissing him? I just sat baffled in the bathroom, taking a pee while thinking about the small nook I had seen them both standing in, blushing red as if they were caught red-handed during criminal activity.

Then I heard the door open and Brock stepped in. “Did I just see Natalya and Tom making out?” He said surprised.

“Uh, yes I guess so. But I shouldn’t really be surprised I guess. I saw how he looked at her when we were in the war room and knew there was something up. What are you doing here though?” I said and asked him now.

“Well, I thought that since we did the tying up part in bed, we might do the other thing we talked about too. To get to finish what you started here, almost a week ago. You know, to cover all the loose ends.” He said casually.

I flushed the toilet and then arousal started to flow up again and we got ourselves into another hot and steamy scene. Afterwards, we had to walk to my room all wet, since Brock forgot to bring towels. Well, actually, he did the walking and I was cradled up in his arms, as I had a little bit of trouble standing on my feet now.

Our sexual passion held on for two more times in bed as Brock was insatiable! He didn’t lie when he said I wouldn’t get any sleep this night! And luckily, we continued to spend this night together without any further interruption.