ELICIT: A game of seduction

He walked her backwards into the room, their mouth affixed, tongues dancing together. He closed the door with his foot, turned her around so her back met the door, he grabbed both of her wrists in his and raised them above her head. Her eyes widened in excitement. She like that. He withdrew from the kiss, then grabbed her jaw with his free hand, holding tight. She moaned. Her excitement growing. He smirked. He raised her head with her jaw, dipped his head to trail his tongue down her neck. He licked then sucked just lightly causing her to cry out in pleasure. Her back arched, her hips bucking, seeking contact. He parted her thighs with his leg and she grind herself on his thigh, humping him. He let go of her jaw to hike up her shirt. He raised the material over head but didn't remove it, leaving it between her raised hand. He yanked down her bra and took one n****e in his mouth, sucking hard. She moaned louder, rotating her hips faster on his thigh. He took the other n****e in his mouth, trailing his tongue around the hardened nub before sucking. She rubbed harder on his thigh, the friction making her throw her head back in pleasure. He could tell she was close so he took two fingers in his mouth licking them. He puts it in her mouth, too making sure to coat it with her saliva before trailing down her body to between her legs to rub her c**t. She cried out loud as she reached her peak and climaxes. Her body trembles and she curses as she comes. He continues rubbing until she get down from high. He lifted her to carry her to the bedroom, her shirt dangling from her hand around his neck. He dropped her on the bed, walked to the large stereo player to push on the play button before walking back to her and proceeded to pull his shirt over his head. The light strumming of a guitar - of his favorite song - filled the room as he watched her hungry eyes rake through his body, like a wolf. Only, he knew the real predator. He had finish taking off his clothes when the strumming accelerated to a high tempo, making his blood boil and his c**k pulsate in anticipation, the monster inside him rearing its head up. Be patient, he told it. He climbed on the bed, kneeling, he snaked his hand around her waist to unzip her skirt before pulling it down her hip, drawing down her panties too. He threw the materials on the floor, meeting the pile of his clothes before he pulled her to her knees. He unbottoned her cuffs to take off her shirt and her bra until they were both naked. He grabbed her hair, fisting, to pull her mouth to his. He pry her lips open to slip his tongue in her mouth. Then pulls her closer until they were chest to chest, her n****e grazing against his and his arousal pokes at her belly. He groaned when she slips her hand between them cupping his erection. She stroke him, her thumb swirling over the crown of his c**k, smearing precum on his tip all over the head of his d**k. She tightened her fist on his c**k as he stroked him up and down, soliciting a low groan from him. f**k. He couldn't wait anymore. He started to lie down on his back, lips lock, he pulled her with him. She straddles him, his c**k at her entrance, he pushed slowly into her, inch by inch until he was buried deep inside her. The song hit that high tempo again just as her inner walls clenches around him, gripping him tight, drawing out a grunt from deep inside him. f**k, that feels.. good. He pulls out, all the way, untill just his tip remains in her. He grabs her waist and pulls her down unto him at the same time he lift his hip up. Yes. She cries. He pulls out, yanks her down unto him and raises his hip, meeting her mid thrust. She jerked her mouth away from his and sat upright, throwing her head back which only makes the penetration deeper. He does it again and again. And again. Flesh meets flesh, the smell of s*x thick in the air. He sits up. Her boobs in eye with his mouth, he grabs it, fondling and squeezing before pulling her n****e in his mouth. She moaned, grabbing his head as he rocked his hips, going even deeper. He pushes her back and forth on his c**k with his hold on her waist, and began to f**k her fast. Her hand move from the back of his head to his hair, staring at him in the eyes, all breathless. Her eyes flutters close as he pounds deeper into her, making him dizzy in pleasure. The song playing, a drive, pushing him closer to the cliff. Fuck, f**k he is so close. He brings his hand between them, to rub her already sensitive c**t. Her slick walls tighten around him, making him see stars behind his eyes. "Oh God." She choked, and she threw her head over his shoulders, in a hug, as she comes. She shudder in his arms as he thrust once, then twice and he was coming. Hard. He grabs her neck and pulls her into a harsh kiss, as his orgasm rocks through him. He trembles slightly in the after shock. She breathes heavily on his chest, trying to gather her breath. f**k that was good but it could be better. The thought of what he was about to do making him grow hard. She notices and she smiles readily, having no idea what he had in mind. Good girl. He slips out of her, then flips her onto her back, her head hitting the soft pillow, hair disheveled and scattered all over the pillow. Looking exactly like he'd always imagined. Kneeling between her legs, he grabbed a long piece of white satin under the pillow, took her hand, tied her wrist before tying it to the rail of the iron headboard. He grabbed her other hand above her head, uses the other end of the satin to tie her wrist, then to the rail. Her hands are spreaded just like he'd pictured. She stared up at him with her sinful eyes, making a rush of thrill wash through him, making his inner beast hungry. Soon, very soon. He stroke his now erect c**k and pumps before plunging inside her. Very deep. Her eyes widened, her back arching off the bed. He lowered down to his elbow and he began to thrust. He watched her carefully, picking on her emotions as he ram into her. Excitement. Pleasure. Lust. Rotating his hip slightly, he hit her G-spot, her breath hitches and she moans while he groans. Sweet f**k! She was close but he was closer. He rises back to his knee, still thrusting. Her eyes was close. And he continues to thrust. He leans back on his arm. He's still thrusting. His hand searches beside his ankle on the bed. He's thrusting. As soon as his hand touches it, he orgasms. He rises back to his knee with it and immediately raises it above his head. He waits until she opens her eyes and then drives it into her chest. Blood splatters and he watched - savoring this moment - as her eyes widened in alarm then fear then horror. His inner monster wakes fully inside him. He took it out then drives it back into her chest. He removes it again and then the monster takes over .... The song at the high tempo driving him.