Taken By You!

Taken By You!

I watched him from across the ballroom eyeing me up and down and smiling holding his champagne glass up while he took a sip with that woman clinging to his left arm desperately. It was intoxicating just looking at him, looking so sure of himself, with her standing right next to him. She was beautiful in an exotic kinda way. Big round eye's, pink rosey lips due to her lip stain. I admired him from far away, so handsome in every way. He held himself perfectly interacting with other guests as the woman shot daggers at me. He smiled briefly as I let a soft smirk form on my lips.

A woman had to admire his confidence, he struted casually to where I stood by the pillars leaving the woman behind and in utter shock. A smile wormed its way on my lips knowing he left her standing there in jealousy. I turned my body the other way admiring the art on the walls as he came and wrapped his arm's around my waist, glass no longer in his hand as he lead me to the middle of the dance floor. The woman still stood where he had first left her, eye's blazing with a firey heat and rage. /span>

We danced a waltz a very intimate and romatic waltz. Keeping my eye's strictly on him while every once in a while moving to meet her rage filled gaze upon us. My nose was touching the crook of his neck. His hands on my hips as his lips gently pressed themselves against the crook my neck. 

I shivered from the contact. The way he held himself made me pool in my panties. We danced a little more until he slowly led me away from the havoc that was a ballroom full of stuck up people especially the exotic looking woman, never once letting her eye's leave us. The woman with searing eye's that could kill if they wanted too, but she didn't bother me in the least bit, knowing I had her man made me relish at the thought of being intimate with a man who's woman was standing there watching him take another in his warm bed.

She watched as he held me snuggly at his side leading me to the onyx double door's to the massive staircase away from the life of the party, and away from the hate in her watery eyes.

He gently picked me up bridal style, and lightly ran his soft lucious lips across mine. God, they tasted 'sweet' like sugar. He was in impecible shape, board toned shoulders, biceps that could lift easily over 150+ pounds. He held me so tightly, snuggly against him. His embrace felt so good, so warm, so him.

He'd whisper the sweetest little thing's in my ear.

But this man this impecibaly gorgeous man wasn't mine to take, but did I honestly care? No, I did not.

"Where are you taking me?" I asked as he walked ever so slowly down the long massive hallway with beautiful portraits hanging on both sides.

"My bedroom." he said matter of factly.

I shrugged in his arms. "What was that?" he asked.

"Whatever." I sneered.

"Hmm." was all he said.

My forhead was on the crook of his neck as I inhaled his sweet lucious scent. Masculine and expensive it suited him well, come to think of it I'm pretty sure it was Gucci had to be he reeked of money and luxury, just one look at his suit and tie and one just knew just how much he was worth, but he was worth more than just money, he could rule a woman's heart, he could easily rule my heart if he wanted.

He chuckled. "Like how I smell kitty?"

"Yes," I whimpered in sheer delight.

He laughed this time."You smell amazing too sweetheart." then he slowly placed me on his bed in a sitting position and took off my eight inch sparkly navy blue peep toe Christian Louboutin heels all the while never tearing those sea green eye's away from me.

He placed sweet gentle kisses on my feet admiring every inch of them. Suddenly, I was in his arms again. He was swaying to no music at all. I followed suit. The man knew how to dance never once ever steping on my bare feet looking directly into my eye's a move so intimate it made goosebumps run down my spine.

His big hand ran up and down my spine the coldness of his sharp titanium wedding ring against my warm skin made me shiver. He held me firmly against him never letting us seperate a mere inch.

"Your so god damn beautful." he said with a sexy husky tone in his voice.

"Thank you, your not so bad yourself." I smiled a half smile.

That earned me a smile. I couldn't help it, he made me beam in delight the way he held me. With such tenderness. I wonder if he ever held his wife this way? The real question being would she even let him?

We still swayed but this time to the beat of our heart's in sync with each other. Looking deeply into the other's eye's his sea green to my icy grey. "I need you." he whispered in my ear, nipping and sucking at my neck.

We gently pulled apart. I nodded as he looked into my eye's for confimation that I wanted this just as much as he did.

He circled around me studying me. I stood still, very still as he went around looking me up and down once, twice, thrice. Then suddenly spun me into him, our lips almost touching, but grazed each other nontheless neither wanting to push a kiss from the other. 

His hand snaked from the curves of my hips, to my lower back, all the way up to the zipper of my gown. Once again sending shivers through out my body. "God, your so beautiful." he said gently rubbing my jaw with his thumb then slowly began peeling away the shoulders down so my dress fell from my semi naked body to the floor.

I looked up at him to find a hundred watt smile plastered on his gorgeous face admiring my curvacious body. I couldn't look at him straight in the eye's not when he was looking me this way. 

I tore my gaze away as quickly as I could only to find myself looking at his crotch. He was well endowed by the big tent in his pant's. I had a sudden urge to go and touch him.

We looked into each other's eye's once again frozen in the spot we stood almost at arms length looking at one another back and forth devoring each other's bodies with our eye's taking every curve all the way to every freckle in. He seductively peeled of his Dior jacket. 'God, the man was sexy.'   

"Like what you see Kitty?"

I simply nodded.

He smirked while I laughed seductively egging him on. He stood in his place as was I. He then motioned with his index finger for me to come to him.

And I did as he wished. I closed the distance between us. He wrapped his toned arm's around my waste as I slipped my hands around his neck gently scratching his head as I threaded my manicured fingers through his lucious brown locks. His hand's roamed up and down my almost naked body, then his right hand went to unclasp my black lacey bra. The man had mad skill's to take it off gently with only two finger's which I guessed were his middle finger and thumb.

He cupped my breast's, then massaged them with gentle ease never once hurtting them, he craned his neck and slouched just a little, but I swear to god he made everything look so sexy the way he did it. This man truly was sex on a stick. 'One sexy fucking stick.'

He nipped and suckled my nipples never leaving the other unattended as he rubbed and pulled the other. A hand once again ran its way down to my lower back as he walked us to the enormous king sized bed. "I need you baby." he whispered in the crook of my neck.

"I need to tie you up to that bed post in my tie, while I fuck your brains out. I need you to scream and shout how much you love it! I need to fuck you hard. The way my wife doesn't like it."

I moaned at the promise he was making. "Your wife is an idiot." I retorded. I was jealous very jealous that she didn't deserve a man like him.

He chuckled, then gently pulled my panties down my legs. He proceded to adjust me on his bed precisely in the middle. He swiftly pulled off his tie grabbed my wrists together and tied me to the bed. "Is that okay?" he asked, why would he care. I just want him inside me already.

"It's fine," I said in a breathy tone.

I watched as he undressed himself almost like if he was really doing it for me to enjoy and truth be told I was more than soaked I could have an orgasm if he just rubbed my pussy a sminch.

He walked to the edge of the bed, I opened my legs for him to see how ready I was for him, to let him know I didn't need the forplay no matter how well endowed he was. It didn't matter I could take him.

"Oh baby,"he cooed as he ran his index finger up and down my slit teasingly.

"Yes, please. Take me."

He smiled up at me. "Tell me what it is exactly that you want kitty."

I groaned in frustration. I'm soaked my clit is throbbing and he want's forplay. "I. Need. You. To.Fuck. Me!" I growled.

"Nice kitty,"

His hand raked up my neck, and ran his thumb across my full lower lip. "I need to taste you kitty. Will you let me taste you?" he asked with a stern look in his eye's deamanding he take what he was asking for.

My back arched at its own accord. I no longer had any control of it. Nothing, it felt as if my body no longer belonged to me. It belonged to the man that was now kneeling between my legs licking his lips.

Good lord,

"Uhu." I moaned, at the same time he lowered his head into my crotch and began to lick and suck at my juicy opened lips.

I moaned, I really had nothing else than my moans of pleasure. I wanted this man in every shape or form all of him, but that was impossible, he didn't belong to me.

"Oh Kitty, you taste like heaven." he moaned in my pussy lapping at it once again with his warm tongue.

"If you don't stop, I'm going to come all over that sexy fucking face of yours." I said breathlessly. 

He groaned. "Oh yes, Kitty come for me. I need you as wet as that tight pussy can get."

He began to lap at my lips harder and thrusted two finger's inside me, instantly hitting my sweet spot. My back arched, my stomach felt like a billion butterfly's invaded it, my toe's began to curl and I screamed and shouted how much I fucken loved him doing this to me.

I started panting at my loss of breath. I had to admit the man really did have skills when it came to bedding women. I really couldn't understand how his wife could not be into him.

He jumped off the bed and went to his walk in closet and came back with a silky black blindfold. I was still tied to his bed,  I really didn't mind him taking complete control of me. I found it sexy as fuck.

"Will you be okay, with the blindfold on?" he asked in my ear.

I simply nodded. "Okay, I promise you'll love it as much as I will." he said kissing down my neck then back up to my collarbone to the sensitive spot in between my neck and shoulder. I shivered as his nose rubbed me there.

All my senses were on high alert. Everything was that much more intense. Every atom in my body tingled at his touch. I was expecting him to prolong our fucking. When suddenly he thrusted hard and fast into me.

"Argh." I grunted at the alien feeling that was him.

"Oh Kitty, your so tight, so very fucking tight, and so deliciously wet for me." he said taunting me with his words.

He licked every part of my body from my head all the way down to my toes. I don't think he missed an inch. His thrusts were vicious, full of passion, anger, desperation, and only god knows what else.

"Kitty, you feel so good. My cock is nice and hard. Do you feel it Kitty. See what you do to me." he grunted as he gripped my hips digging his nails on each side of my hip bone.

"Yes," said my voice raspy from my previous orgasm.

"Derek, fuck me harder, please." I begged.

"Oh Kitty, If I fuck you any harder. I'd rip you from the inside out."he grunted as his hips began to thrust just a little harder than the previous one.

"Please." I begged once more.

"As you wish Kitty." and in one swift move he pushed me up against the head board, he threw my legs onto his shoulders, my feet wrapped themselves around his neck and began to thrust even harder.

I threw my head back, my eye's rolled into my head. My back once again arched as I met every hard thrust he gave me.

It was coming I felt me release approching, my stomach instantly tightened as I felt his big fat head push against me g spot. I moaned, as he chuckled lightly shaking his head back and forth. "I'm going to come soon." I said.

"Yes Kitty, come for me please." he taunted me again with the way he spoke.

His words alone could give me an orgasm. "Derek, I'm there. Harder please. I need it." I rasped.

His nails dug deeper into my skin. Then he pumped vigorusly into my pussy."Let it go Kitty, don't hold it for daddy. I can feel you clutching me baby, let it go. I'm going to come too."

That alone just sent me over the edge of my climax, but I hung onto my orgasm waiting for him to come with me and it felt amazing my walls tightened around him with my release as he spilled himself inside me, while my pussy milked every last drop of him. I threw myself back into the comfort of the bed. He gently unwrapped my legs from his shoulder's and placed them on the bed and covered me with the silky black and silver sheets, finally untying my hands.

My eye's were closed as I tried to catch my breath. He layed next to me brushing my hair away from my sweaty face. The smile on his lips taking my breath away again as it hitched a little. "Your so beautiful, you know that?" he murmured.

I smiled at him and shook my head. " The first time I kissed you, One kiss, I was totally hooked. Addicted to you. I could never love anyone the way I love you, I'd follow you to the end of the universe." he said as he kissed my lips. 

"I know, baby. I love you too. Did you love it."

"Did I love it? Katherine what kind of question is that. Of course I loved it. I love everything about you." he said kissing my wedding ring as he laced our left hands together so our wedding bands touched.

I smiled. The kiss he gave me was not meant to seduce, It was meant to mark a woman's soul. He had me all of me the same way I had him. No matter what we played next time. He will always be my Derek, as I'll always be his katherine.

"I love you Kitty." he whispered in my ear.

"I love to be taken by you Derek." I whispered back as we held each other and drifted off into a blissful sleep.