Room 452

“How the fuck do you know?” I shout back.

“Because you want to be with me!” He yells right back.

I narrow my eyes at him, my voice sounding even angrier. “No I don’t!” I shout back.

“Yes you do!” He responds.

“No I don’t!” I shout again.

He leans closer. “Stop being so fucking stubborn!”

I stand taller, meeting his stance. “No!”

“Yes!” He shouts back.

“Make me!” I yell.

He leans back slightly, and the only sound between us is our harsh breathing. The look in his eyes tells me that was not the right thing to say. He reaches up and begins yanking his tie undone. “Wha-...what are you doing?” My voice shakes.

The harsh sound of his tie being yanked down from his neck sends shivers down my spine. Next thing I know, Sawyer grabs me and turns me around and pushes me up against the wall. My breath catches, and he pulls my arms together behind my back. “Sawyer!” I shout.

He ignores me as he wraps his tie around my wrists. “Tell me to stop.” He whispers angrily in my ear as he ties the tie into a tighter knot so I can’t move my hands at all.

I search for the words. Just say stop Blake. C’mon! Say stop!

His hands run down my back all the way to the back of my thighs, and then he slowly runs them back up underneath my dress until his hands cup my ass, squeezing me hard. I moan out, “Don’t stop.”

He drops fully down to his knees, and then he kisses up both of my thighs. He grabs both of my ankles and then yanks my legs apart. Since my arms are tied behind my back, I lean my face and shoulder against the wall when he runs his tongue up my leg.

He grabs my panties on both sides and then slowly pulls them down my legs. When he gets to the bottom, he harshly yells. “Step!”

I lift one foot and then the other. I’m so turned on, I’m afraid I might start leaking down my legs. He shoves the panties into his pocket, and I have a feeling I am not getting those back any time soon.

He works his lips and tongue back up my legs, alternating from one to the other. When he gets up almost to where I need him to be, I squirm, trying to press myself against him. He reaches up and grabs my ass again. “Don’t move!” His voice booms through the small room.

I pant, desperate for him to touch me. He grips my ass harder, holding me in place. “Spread your legs.” He commands.

Any fight I may have normally had has completely disappeared, and I follow his every word, spreading my legs further apart, completely exposing myself to him. “Good girl.” He smiles against my leg.

He moves his mouth toward me, and I think I am finally getting what I need. I wait patiently, but instead of getting what I need, Sawyer lightly blows on me. I groan. “Sawyer.”

He grips my ass harder, spreading me apart further. I squirm again, and Sawyer’s hand comes down hard on my ass. “Fuck!” I shout.

“I said stay still.” He grits out.

I lean my face up against the wall in agony. “Please.” I beg.

He leans up and licks all around me except where I desperately need him to. “Please Sawyer!” I try again, but he still doesn’t give me what I want.

“Tell me the truth now Blake. Tell me what you want.” He says as he continues to tease me.

“Ugh!” I groan. “You, Sawyer. I want you.”

He sucks one side of me into his mouth and then the other. ?

?And Logan?” He asks harshly.

I moan again. “No! I don’t want anyone but you!” I pant. “Please!”