Baby Don't Scream (2 page)

Then the folds of her pussy were clutching his
fingers hard while her hips straining towards him for more. Her
wails of pleasure vibrating against his hand like the fading echo
of a drum. Whispering into her ear all the naughty things he wanted
to do to her, he feed her frenzy of need.

“I want you on your belly holding your ass cheeks
open for me to slide my dick into you balls deep while you scream
and beg. ‘Fuck me Darius. Make my body yours.’”

Her body froze at the words, and she screamed her
body battling against his grip. His hand tightened over her mouth
while she came again, grinding against the fingers that filled her
pussy and the thumb that wiggled back and forth in the snug niche
of her ass. He rubbed his fingers over her g-spot and the orgasm
took on a new life this time making her screams against his palm
higher and more frenzied.

He kept her cumming, finally slowing his fingers in
her pussy after another, body shaking orgasm. He kissed her
forehead and took her hair from her eyes, sliding his fingers from
her while her body slumped onto the bed, exhausted from the
pleasure.

Chapter 2

Shivering Leila gripped the sheets under her fingers
to make sure she was still real. Never had she felt anything so
intense. It was mind blowing, just the way she needed it to be. The
way he always made it.

“Oh my.... that felt so good.”

Sighing she let him pull her against the length of
his body, enjoying the stroke of his hand down her back. “Better
than just your fingers?” He asked while his touch played over her
skin.

She turned to him and settled against his chest. Of
course he knew the orgasm had been incredible, but he enjoyed
teasing her. She in turn teased back.

“Now you have to go to sleep like you promised you
would earlier. I don’t know why you are always up so late. Go to
sleep or you are going to get me in trouble.

His laughter rumbled against her cheek at her
comment. “That would have been a bit difficult with my fingers
being gripped so tightly by your sweet pussy.”

She almost purred with delight when his fingers
tangled in her hair, pulling her head back so she had to look at
him. She knew that mischief twinkled in her eyes and he reacted
accordingly, pulling her across his body to straddle him.

“They aren’t lost now.” She told him with a saucy
look.

“Are you sure?” He slid two fingers back onto her
slick passage causing her body to arch towards his in response.
Quickly capturing one of her nipples, he sucked the sensitive bud
before tormenting it with his teeth.

Keening in sweet delight, she pushed her breasts
forward for more and he flicked his tongue over each nipple.
Gripping his shoulders for leverage, she twisted her hips on his
scissoring fingers eager for more.

“Oh you nasty bastard you make my nipples hurt so
good when you do that.”

He licked the damp skin of her neck before he bit
her. “And you like it when they hurts. The extra rush it gives
you.” It was the truth, after his rough treatment her nipples ached
for days and the slightest touch sent the most amazing ache
radiating through her breasts. She loved the reminder of their play
together.

Slipping his arm around her waist he leaned forward
giving his hand more leverage, making sure every twist and thrust
of his fingers reached deep.

“Remember you have to be quiet.” He reminded her.

He slid her back onto the bed so she was on her
knees, and she arched her bottom high to tempt him. Just maybe she
could get him to liberate his straining penis from his pants sooner
rather than later, and test the capability of the snug depths
gripping his fingers. Then to her delight he started to rub his
thumb back and forth over her puckered rosette before pushing until
his thumb slid deep into her ass. She had to bite her lip so he
didn’t hear her purr of pleasure when he leaned over her to whisper
into her ear.

“You are trying to tempt me and I could so fuck you
right now. Make you take me inch by inch till you think you can
feel me in your throat. Do you want me to fuck you baby? Full your
tight pussy.”

She rocked against his fingers, whimpering because of
the sweet stretch. Yes she wanted him to fuck her. He knew she did
but he liked to prolong it, to use the anticipation to make it all
the hotter. Knowing the pleasure it would bring she let him set the
pace. “Yes, I want you to but they will hear me screaming.”

“Then you’ll have to keep quiet.”

“But I don’t want to. I want to scream, mourn and
beg. I don’t want to hide.”

“If you want me deep in your pussy, you have to be
quite and I will give you a night you’ll remember for life.”

His fingers twisted and flexed, pulling forth the
orgasm that had been hovering in the background, giving it the
power to take over her body while she bit the pillow to stifle her
screams of pleasure. Dazed she slumped down onto the bed panting
for breath, while letting the sensations simmer through her
body.

“Now slide those lovely legs of yours wide open so I
can give you what you want.” Nothing would give her more pleasure
than to do what he wanted.

Leila was getting high on pleasure and Darius could
see it filling her eyes while she watched him over her shoulder.
She was nearly vibrating with need, sliding her legs open even more
for him. Reaching over he adjusted each leg until she was just the
way he wanted her. His naughty, naughty Leila was eager and ready
and he could hardy wait to slide his dick into the tight heat of
her pussy.

Putting his hands through her legs, he gripped her
hips from underneath and braced her weight on his palms while he
rested on his elbows. He loved it when he had her at his mercy. It
gave him a wild rush, his ability to reduce her into an incoherent,
screaming person so intent on pleasure that she often forgot
everything. Slowly he nipped at each of her butt cheeks, making her
squirm to open her legs wider. Then he traced his tongue over her
clit, flicking it over the sensitive bud causing her to gasp.

It had the desired effect, pulling her into the realm
of full desire and pushing her pleasure higher.

“Darius please!” She begged him.

He traced every inch of her quivering pussy before
thrusting his tongue into her and working his way into the snug
passage.

“Oh there,” she gasped. “It is so amazing. The way
you curl your tongue in and out of me makes my pussy cream even
more.”

He obliged her, enjoying the results just as much as
her, while she pushed her face into the pillow once again and
mourned in delight.

Getting up he took off his clothes, never letting his
eyes leave the provocative display laid out before him. It was
Leila that mattered right now, and he threw his clothes towards the
chair. Where any of them landed didn’t matter. He just needed to be
naked, to get back to her. Back in the bed, he settled himself next
to her and tangled her hair around his fingers. No matter how in
control he tried to be, he knew he was hooked by his need to be
with her. His pleasure was linked to hers and right now he was more
than ready to be as overwhelmed as she was.

“Remember baby you have to keep extra quiet. I know
you love to scream but if you’re not quiet you’ll be looking for a
new apartment come tomorrow morning.” His eyes locked with hers
trying to transmit his will to her. When they were together in
their pursuit of pleasure it was all consuming. The need to be
quiet would only make this encounter more intense.

Turning Leila over, he pulling her legs around his
waist and started to tease her clit with the head of his dick.
Every time he traced the sensitive bud, her body shivered beneath
him, her hips jerking towards his. “Open wider for me baby. I need
to get inside that amazing slit of yours.”

He pushed her legs wider. Using his knees to gain the
access he wanted. She clutched his shoulders tighter when he pushed
the wide flare of his dick head into her and slid his arms under
her knees.

Her nails sank into his skin when her grip tightened
on his shoulders and she gasped in shock. “You are so big, oh I
love when...“ her words started to spiral into a scream and he
smacked his hand over her mouth to contain the sound.

“The pillow baby put the pillow in your mouth and
scream into it.” He urged.

She grabbed the end of the pillow and tried to push
it into her mouth but with little success. “It’s too big and I need
some thing else.” She looked around then pointed towards the
bathroom. “Get me a damp wash cloth.”

Quickly he did as she asked and she folded it neatly
and pushed it into her mouth. Settling between her legs he slowly
started to enter her, knowing from the grip of her fingers and the
tossing of her head she wanted to scream. He kept pushing his way
in, slow and steady till he bumped against her cervix. She flexed
her hips and whimpered around the cloth, while she panted for
breath.

“You feel like you are going to split me in two. You
are so huge, it’s amazing,” She had taken out the washcloth to
quickly gasp the words before putting it back into her mouth and
sliding her fingers into his hair.

“But you love that. You like that I’m so big you can
hardly take me. That I reach so deep and that I can make you take
more than you though you ever could.”

Sliding his hands up her ribs, he pushed her breasts
together so he could suck her nipples. They were like rigid berries
balanced on top of caramel ice cream and curling his tongue around
the first one he sucked it into his mouth. He sucked one then the
other then back again enjoying the glide of the ridged buds over
his tongue.

Growling with delight he sucked each bud harder, his
cheeks hollowing, then he topped off his assault with a sharp nip.
She screamed around the cloth, tightening on his dick and sliding
his fingers down her quivered stomach he reached for her clit and
started to work it. He felt her pussy flutter along his cock while
she squirmed in a bid to coax him to move.

“You are stretching me so good it’s driving me crazy.
I want to feel you deeper.” She leaned up trying to take more of
him while she gasped the words.

He flicked his tongue over her nipples once more
before teasing them with the scraped of his teeth then biting.

He loved the feel of her nipples and always used them
to excite her. It drove her wild when he played with them rather
than getting right to the main even. For him foreplay was essential
and he knew if a guy didn’t know that he was fooling himself that
he was good in bed.

Nipping each nipple, he sooth them with his tongue
then propped himself up on his elbows. “You need to keep that
washcloth in your mouth baby because play time is now about to get
wild.”

Hurriedly she did as she was told and he slipped her
knees over his arms then slowly withdrew from her clinging depths.
Frantic, she grabbed the edge of the pillow and pushed it against
her mouth as well, her eyes wide as he thrust his way deep into her
pussy.

“Oh I have been thinking about this sweet pussy of
yours all day. You are hell on my concentration everyday at work.”
He pulled the pillow from over her lips and kissed her while he
played every inch of her pussy. He kept his strokes slow and deep,
taking her breath while she shivered in delight.

“That’s right baby, keep those knees open for me.” It
was like he hadn’t just came from a party after being up all day
but rather he had just gotten up from a refreshing sleep and being
with her was all that mattered.

Chapter 3

Darius turned over and put her so she was straddling
his lap and Leila couldn’t contain her gasp of delight. Sliding her
fingers through his hair, she slid up his length till only his
thick dick head parted her dripping pussy. Hovering there she let
the feel of his breathtaking girth stretching her pussy full her
mind. It was the most phenomenal rush and she pushed the pleasure
higher when she took him deep again with a smooth stroke.

It was like he took up every centimeter of her
quivering pussy, and whimpering she flexed her hips so she could
feel the sweet agony again and again. She loved when he went deep,
loved it too much for words. Clutching his shoulders she continued
to ride his length, letting the sensations overtake her mind
screaming when the peak of orgasm spiked through her body. She knew
if she didn’t have the cloth in her mouth her screams would be
echoing though the room but in truth she hated the restrictions
being imposed on her. It was her fault really for not making sure
her apartment had proper soundproofing before she rented it.

She felt Darius’s teeth scrape over her neck and she
shivered with pleasure. “That’s it baby. Take it all.” He whispered
the heated words against her skin making her tremble and the hairs
all over her body pricked up in delight. There was no denying
Darius knew how to get her and keep her hot so she allowed
everything else to drift away except him.

Then she felt them, his thick fingers like brands on
her ass cheeks in an unyielding grip. He was relentless, guided her
rhythm, adding the extra thrust of his hips to her downward
movements. It was like he was everywhere, his hands sliding up to
her breasts, capturing her nipples between his fingers making her
breath catch in her throat.

Bending low, Leila clutched the pillow tight while
she continued to ride Darius’s dick trying desperately to capture
the orgasm that was hovering just out of her reach. “I’m going to
cum. It’s so good, it’s so...,” she mumbled even though she knew he
couldn’t understand what she was saying. She had to get it out,
just like she had to let out the screams that vibrated in her
throat. Then it came, the long scream of pleasure stifled by the
cloth while he continued to fuck his way into her. She couldn’t
stop the trembling that took control of her while delight whipped
though her body, stealing her breath. Overwhelmed she slumped onto
his chest. This was what she needed.