An Excerpt From Guy New York’s Love & Kink

This excerpt is from Love & Kink - my newest book. It was my little attempt to describe how I actually do kinky things. The book is here on Amazon:

I left her bag in the bedroom and walked back to find her still standing in front of the door. I looked her up and down until she shivered. Finally I smiled.

"Take off your sweater," I said, waiting until she had done it. "Now take off your shoes and socks before you step out of your jeans. And Maggie? Do it slowly. I know you want to get your mouth back on my cock, but be patient. It's embarrassing when you rush."

She glared at me, but as always, she followed my instructions perfectly. She folded her sweater and placed it on the table by the door. She kicked off her shoes, pulled off her socks, and unbuttoned her jeans so slowly I almost went to her. When they finally came off she was standing naked in front of me. Maggie only wore underthings when there was time to appreciate them.

"Go turn on the shower, get in, and wait for me with your arms against the wall. If I'm not there in five minutes get cleaned and come the bedroom. If I am there, stay silent until I'm all the way inside you. Go."

I sat back on the bed as I heard her run the water, and I took my time undressing. There was no way in hell I wasn't going to climb in and fuck her, but I didn't want to let her know that. Okay, she probably knew it as well, but a little pretend never hurt anyone. Besides, the longer I made her wait, the quicker she'd come when I did fuck her. Maggie can come from sixteen different things, but anticipation is my favorite. Her mind works like mine does and she'll think through every possibility as she waits. She'll wonder, she'll hope, and most of all, she'll imagine me inside her in such detail that by the time I'm there she'll be ready.

When I opened the shower curtain she was facing the wall, bent at exactly the right angle. I put a condom on before I opened the door, so within seconds of climbing in I was rubbing against her cunt and she was breathing sighs of relief. When I touched her clit she almost screamed, and when I slid inside her she let out a loud gasp.

"Oh fuck," she moaned over and over again.

I took her hips in my hands, and I fucked her. The hot water poured down onto my back as I gripped her while she thrust against me. As her voice got louder I got rougher. When she started to scream I let my hand fall hard against her ass, leaving a warm red mark. I hit her three more times in a row, and after the last strike she was clenching around me as she came.

I pulled her to me as I pushed deeply inside her again, and my own orgasm ripped through my body. I struggled to stand--hell I struggled to see--as I came inside her, and both our bodies finally ended up against the cold tile wall of the shower. I wrapped my arms around her and held her as she trembled.

I kissed the water on her cheek and she touched my face.

[This post is a part of Fleshbot's Camille Crimson Week. See more from Guy New York here.]