Scenes~ number 2- Bed

“Not attracted to me, huh?” he asked, walking around you slowly, his hand trailing across your stomach. He stood behind you, one hand on your abdomen. You could feel the warmth of his hand through the thin white cotton of your shirt. He leaned close.
“If you weren’t attracted to me, could I do this?” he whispered in your ear, his hand moving under your shirt and cupping your left breast. You gasped with surprise. His tongue trailed up and down your neck, making you bite you’re lip with anticipation. His thumb rubbed over your nipple, which had hardened at his touch. His hand moved back down your stomach and began to unbutton your shirt. Cool air breathed against your fevered skin, goose pimples dotting your fair skin. He trailed kisses up your neck to your ear as he finished the buttons and pulled your shirt down over your shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. He nibbled at your earlobe as his hands cupped your breasts.
Your breathing came faster, his fingers kneading your breasts and plucking at your nipples, leaving them painfully hard in his wake. He pushed you against him and ground against your butt, his jeans suddenly seeming two sizes too small. You could feel him pressing against you’re bare back, the feel of his shirt and the knowledge of you’re lack of one sending a warm rush between your legs. He left your breasts and ran his hands down your stomach to the button of your jeans.
He unbuttoned and unzipped your pants, letting the denim fall off you to pool around your ankles. One hand held your stomach, the other ventured into the front of your underwear. You could feel his heavy breathing warm against your ear, your thighs subconsciously spreading to allow more access to his intruding hand. He made his way inside you, first one finger, than two, enjoying the feel of your wetness against his fingers. He rubbed the sensitive bud, making you gasp and arch your back, you’re bare breasts angling toward the ceiling. He pushed you against him with the hand on your stomach, making your scantily clad butt press up against him. He drove two fingers into your opening roughly, taking pleasure in your small cry of pain and your soft whimperings of want. He pulled his fingers out some, and then thrust them back in, moving his fingers in and out with force. You couldn’t arch your back, for you were pressed up against him, so you doubled over slightly, your hands grasping his left hand on your stomach, your thighs spread even wider and angling upward, wanting more. He stopped and pushed you facedown on the bed, making fast work of his clothing. He flung his clothes over his shoulder, after grabbing a condom from his jeans.
You lay on the bed, trying to take control over yourself once again, as you didn’t have the strength to get up. He quickly ripped off the wrapper and slid it onto his stiff shaft. He kneeled before you and pulled your panties off you roughly. He grabbed you’re hips and pulled you onto your knees in front of him. He leaned forwards and kissed the small of your back.
“You attracted to me now?” he asked, smirking playfully. He kissed you. You bit your lip as you felt his lips on your back, before groaning when he suddenly gave a quick lick. He spread your cheeks slightly and ground against you. You moaned, expectation building in your groin. He thrust into you, making you cry out in pleasure and pain. He thrust into you again and again, arching his back, his head thrown back and breathing hard. You moaned with every drive of his cock into you, your uncompromising position a complete turn on. He reached around and thrust his fingers into your vagina, his fingers matching his hips. The feel of his fingers and his cock filling you so completely sent you spiralling into your orgasm, the tension hitting with such strength it felt like you’d been hit into a wall. You screamed at the top of your lungs as fire spread throughout your body. You tensed around him, fingers and cock, and he climaxed immediately, thrusting into your one last time before roaring your name, shuttering, and collapsing on top of you.