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The way up into your building wasn’t hard, simply picking a lock and climbing the stairs with careful determination, he didn’t want to be heard or seen. Mask obscuring his face from any cameras that could be in the building he found the right floor and locked into the room he knew was yours.
He hesitated for a second before reaching for the handle, he didn’t remember you locking the door. Trying the knob he found it turned without a hitch, left unlocked, you were expecting him surely.
Sliding into the entry way he closed the door quietly, not wanting to startle you. His heavy footfall echoed in the hallway into the living room, there he saw you sitting there wide eyed and still. But despite the tension you looked like you were excited for him to be there.
Blown pupils and lips barely parted as you breathed through them, he wanted you right there and then. Reaching up he pulled the mask up and off his face, hair moussed from the fabric but never taking his eyes off you, he wanted to see you.
“You wanted to see, so let me show you.”
Striding forward he took your face in his hands without hesitation, lips crushing into yours as he ran a hand up the back of your hair and pulling. A surprised sound flitting from your lips and letting him slot his mouth better into yours, tongue lightly swiping at yours as you started to reciprocate.
Fuck you were so willing and eager, moving easily with his touch as he pulled your head back and then pressed you closer to him. Without breaking contact he pulled his lips away and stepped around the couch to stand in front of you.
“Are you going to be good and listen?” his breath fanned out over your cheek as he leaned in closer to your ear.
“Yes, yes please.” You barely got out a whisper as he guided you up by your neck carefully, god he loved the neediness.
The thin fabric of your shirt left nothing to the imagination as he looked down at you, “Perfect.”
He quickly guided you into your bedroom, not a single questions about how he got in or how he knew where things were as he pushed you back until the back of your knees were pushed up against the mattress.
He made quick work of your shirt, ripping his gloves off to feel you against his skin as he pressed his hands against your breasts and massaged. The hot feeling of his hands on yours was driving you crazy, he could see it in your eyes as your breath came out harder and you reached up and pulled his face to yours.
“Please, I want you.” Your lips were soft and wanting as they fought his while he groped you, your hands gripping in his hair softly like a beg.
Finally bringing his hands down he pushed against your hips until you fell back into the bed, both of your eyes dark with desire as he took off his belt and gear, leaving himself in just boxer briefs in less than a minute.
While he was focused on undressing he could see you moving on the bed, pushing yourself back further towards the pillows and tugging your shorts down over your hips and off your legs leaving you beautifully naked.
Wasting no time he was crawling towards you over the mattress, his erection straining through the fabric visibly twitching as he got his hands on you again. Hands running up your legs grasping your hips as your legs came up to rest on his sides, leaning down to devour your lips again in a hard kiss as he held himself up above you.
You were taking your chance, he could feel your hands making their way over his shoulders then chest, well defined muscles flexing in the position you two were in. He knew he was physically attractive, at least in some aspects, he was exceptionally fit and toned.
Your skin was supple under his calloused hand as he held your face, turning your head when he parted from the engagement, running small deep marks down your throat and onto your shoulders with accuracy.
His mouth felt hot on your cold skin, the hot air raising goose bumps over your spine making you arch into him more, hands now moving up his hardened back. The scars created a texture you had never felt before, all the more dangerous for a man you didn’t know.
Moaning lightly under him you whimpered out, “Name? Just a- ah- a name or something to call you.”
Releasing you from his torment he spoke gravelly against you, “You can call me Dex.”
He could feel your impatiens as you writhed with every touch he gave you, sliding his fingers down your abdomen and onto the wet skin below, you were so ready for him. He could have come just to the thought alone of how much you want him and need him.
Fingers caressed through your folds he sunk them into you, just two slowly making their way into your eager await. You were whimpering as he ground his palm into your clit until he was sunk all the way to his knuckles.
Slowly he began to pull and push them, making constant and slow circles with his palm like he knew exactly what you wanted. And he did know, he had watched you try to do this before, hands not quite at the right angle or length to properly enjoy it. But now he could see the expressions up close.
Watching you as he picked up pace, your eyebrows coming together slightly and mouth open lightly emitting small moans and breathy whimpers as he ground into you.
“Does that feel good? Do you want me to make you come?” He smirked against your ear as he spoke, your body almost flush with his as you both panted.
“Yes, yeah pl-please I’m so close.” You raked your nails across his muscles, leaving scratches on his back as he sped up his ministrations.
Right as he felt you pull taut and your breath stutter he stopped, leaving you milliseconds from release as he pulled his hand away, wiping your slick against your leg as he sat back on his knees and used his hands to push your legs up and onto his shoulders.
Fuck, he needed this so bad, he was leaking into the fabric of his briefs as he made a line of light bite marks from your stomach to where he had been practically begging for, kissing into the mess he made.
He began sucking and licking up into you, your clit getting abused over and over again as he gripped your thighs hard, you could barely focus as he ate you out but still you could feel him smiling into you.
You were so close, he could feel your legs tightening around his head and muscles starting to shake as you cried out. “Ahh, ahah oh fuck!”
He continued eating as you came, your legs fully shaking now and pulling his hair up trying to push him away as you grew overstimulated. Only relenting when you could feel tears coming out and over your cheeks.
“Aww poor baby,” He was grinning wide, face shining with slick and saliva as he let go of his hard grip of your thighs, red in the shape of his hands marked your skin.
The hand he had inside you he used to wipe away your tears, relishing in the wrecked look you gave him, eyes watering and face speckled with red but pupils blown and want written all over your face. He knew what he was doing and loved what he did.
He knew you could handle another round, he could see the exhaustion you had was subdued with the current activities. Making sure your eyes were on him he stepped off the bed, stripping himself of the last piece of his clothes.
He was big, the desire in your eyes deepening as you stared at his dick, he wasn’t particularly selfless but he let you have as long as you needed before you dragged your eyes back up to his. Making his way back up to you only grabbing one leg and pressing it up towards your shoulder this time.
“Ready for round two?” The glint in his eyes spoke to his need but waiting for conformation before beginning. Ever the gentleman.
“Yes,” Your voice was cracked and wrung out as you spoke but you were sweating out lust at this point again. “I need you so fucking bad.”
A hand grabbed your wrists and pushed them up against the headboard, pulling your shoulders up a bit with the pressure. Your breasts were out in the open now, no way to cover them or stop him from looking hungrily at you like you were prey.
With one hand he guided his dick up against your wet folds, swiping it up and down as he stared down, watching as the slick stuck to him and glistened before he started sinking in. He was so thick you could feel yourself stretching a bit and straightening your back on instinct.
“Oh god-” Chocking out the sound as he sheathed himself in you, he was panting and had his eyes screwed shut above you.
Hand tightening on your wrists to a point where you weren’t sure if you were losing circulation but it didn’t matter, you felt full and so hot. Sweat was forming on both your skins, you could feel him twitch inside you as you clenched.
His eyes opened again with a flutter, “Beg me, please.”
You couldn’t think for a second, unable to comprehend anything fully, hearing him and feeling how much you needed him you relented. “Please Dex, I want you to fuck me so bad, so so bad.”
And you meant it, he could hear it in the breaths you made in between words. So like the gentleman he was he gave in, pulling out almost all the way before sinking back in hard, groaning as he pivoted in and out of you now.
It only took a few strokes before he was pushing against your pelvis with his hips in every thrust, skin slapping skin as he held you down. You were almost yelping with every hit, not out of pain but just the pressure you felt.
Lips met yours as you moaned out loud, sloppy and needy he was panting in your mouth and sliding you further up the headboard. “Please.” You could hear him whispering as he thrusted.
The hand on your wrists suddenly disappeared as a new feeling hit you, fuck he was touching you again, tongue on tongue and his skilled fingers playing with you as he punched sounds out of your lungs and into his mouth. “Come for me.”
He was begging you now, and you loved it. Feeling his dick twitch harder and more often with every stroke you could also feel that hot pressure building in you as he massaged your clit over and over in a rhythm with his thrusts.
Who were you to not obey him, “Yes, yes I’m coming, oh fuck I’m coming Dex.”
The overstimulation on your clit and being fucked into the mattress made you almost black out, your eyes squeezed shut and you felt your body go stiff as he also came, thrusts growing sloppy and slowing. You were out of breath and so very hot by the time you came down, he had pulled out and was now laying next to you.
Without a word he swung himself over to the edge of the bed, pulling his briefs back on as he walked into your bathroom. God knows what he could be doing but you didn’t really have it in you to care at the moment ether.
Trying not to fall asleep as the air conditioner fanned off your hot skin on your now probably soaked sheets you heard him walk back in. A towel in hand and a glass of water you had no idea where he could have gotten in the second he was gone.
Fuck, you never knew having a stalker could end so perfectly, he was so fucking perfect and attentive. You don’t think you wanted to give it up, and besides he was the one that chose you wasn’t he?