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Made To Order-Part 3

Date: 6/27/2016, Categories: Mature, Author: prettygirl36, Rating: 10, Source: LushStories

I woke up with a cramp in my leg. I bolted up and tried to walk around to get rid of it and finally, it went away. I plopped back down on the couch, and looked around confused. I wasn't at my apartment. There were empty beer bottles, and I realized what happened last night. He was still tied up. I smiled to myself not being able to believe what I had done. I decided it was time to untie the poor bastard. He had suffered enough. I walked over to his door and opened it. He was still tied up, fast asleep. The erection he had from last night was long gone knowing I wasn't going to help him relieve it. I walked over and without any warning yelled in his ear "Wake up!" He stirred, mumbled something, and turned his head. The bastard was not a light sleeper. I stared to poke him. "Come on, wake up!" He opened his eyes and looked at me. I untied him. No words were said. Dead silence. "I'm sorry," I blurted out feeling bad for what I did to him. "I deserved it," he tells me, but I could tell he was upset with me. He got out of bed and walked towards the bathroom. The door closed, and I heard him turn on the shower. I walked into the living room and sat on the couch. I knew I could have easily gotten up and left but in a way I wanted to stay. There was something about him that intrigued me. I wanted to know him more. I wanted him to get to know me more. I heard him get out. He walked in with a towel wrapped around his waist. God, he looked hot, and I wanted him. I shook the thought and ... tried to compose myself. He walked towards the kitchen. "Would you like some coffee?" he asked "Sure." I got up and walked over. I grabbed the coffee from him. "Here, let me help." I began to make it and turned on the coffee maker. I could feel him close by and I froze. I turned around, and he leaned me up against the counter. I tried to hide my excitement, but my breathing didn't convince him. "What are you doing?" I whispered. He didn't answer as he grabbed my face and kissed me. I remembered the kiss from last night and how I wanted more, and the son-of-a-bitch knew it. I should have pushed him away, told him that I didn't want him, but instead I felt myself being led to the couch. He pulled my tee shirt over my head and this time he unhooked my bra. My breasts popped free, and I wanted him to touch me. He kissed my neck and up to my ear, and he whispered my name into my ear. We continued to kiss again as he undressed me. I was naked in front of him, and I could feel between my legs that I was ready for him. I wanted him to take me. I couldn't hide my growing arousal. I reached down and without hesitation I took the towel off him. His beautiful cock was unveiled, and I wanted to touch him. My guilt about last night was driving me to make up for his pain. I bent down and placed my hands on his legs. I licked the tip of his cock; I tasted his precum. I licked up and down his shaft, and I could hear him moan softly. "J.D," he whispered, as he pushed my head further down. He ...