Do you want to ride me?

There is no words to voice out loud.

I have become speechless. The certain amount of shock runs inside me. No way. Am I actually touching his private part? Despite the boxer shorts he is wearing, I can feel his throbbing cock. Shit. How do I escape from this kind of situation? "Verena... what's your answer?"

Zander queries one more time. I can hear him panting quietly. Somehow, it is quite delightful to make him suffer. "I warned you, didn't I?" I take the blindfold off with my free hand. Now, his eyes tremble for a moment over my touch. "You know; I might need to assure what this part is"

A slight smile displays across my face. Caressing his cock, only to make Zander groans. "Stop..." Oh. He is giving up this easily? I thought he would last a little longer and tried to play it cool. Maybe I misjudged him. "Hm? Care to repeat? I feel like I heard you wrong" I frown.

This feeling is pleasing.

I can't deny it.

In view of the fact that he is usually the one who would mess around with his dirty jokes, I find this hopeless and suffering side of him kind of entertaining. This sounds creepy though. How do I describe? Is this what people call a sadist? "I am alerting you, love"

Just as I dive into the ocean of thoughts, Zander acts up out of the blue. He seizes my wrist to cease me from rubbing his part. It surprises me. But his next actions are more shocking. Sliding his arm around my waist, he lifts me up, only to place me on his lap. The fuck?!

I can't move. My body won't react the way I want it to be. "Do you want to ride me?" I swear, this is the most unexpected question I have ever met. Where does this even come from? "Shut up. It is disgusting" I try to get up. Yet, it turns out he has controlled my body.

It is not functioning. "You! Let me go, you pervert!" The tone is high, just like my vexation. Slowly, Zander leans forward while embracing my waist. "I ponder who teased me to act up" His right brow raises. And I scowl. Annoying. He is getting on my nerves always.

"I wonder who made me touch it first"

Right. There is no fault on my side. Isn't he the one who forced me to make contact with his cock? "Well, you are sitting on it now. I can sense how comfortable you are. So why bother to complain?" His lips curve up into a smirk of satisfaction. Man, I hate him.

"Shut up. The comfortable one here is you only. I have never intended to play this stupid game from the start" I hiss. "Howbeit, you lost the game just now" The reminder from him drags me into pool of disappointment. "We haven't finished even, yet you assume I have failed?"

My mind is chaotic.

Responses are running out because of this damn thing under my butt. Every time I attempt to move, his cock becomes bigger than before. It is as if he is relishing the way I struggle on his lap. "Five queries and you have to be able to answer all. But you couldn't"

Zander points out. He did not fucking tell me there were five questions only! "Jerk. Why didn't inform me the way to win is to answer all five queries right?" His fault. He is the one to blame here. A light chuckle from him permeates into my ears. Where is the hilarious stuff?

I see none to laugh about.

"You have failed. And the loser has to follow the instructions of the winner" A proud grin tugs at his lips. Gross. I loathe his appealing smile. "No. This game is ridiculous. And you have yet to answer the five questions. There is no winner here" Am I correct or accurate?

How is it viewed as fair play anyway? "Then go on. I don't mind guessing your gorgeous body parts" Zander smirks. Ew. I take my words back. It is better to let him win than continuing the game. "I could not answer a query which means I lost; what is the point when there is no winner?"

My statement may sounds ridiculous but I am trying my best to end this game. Thankfully, he concurs over my words. "You are right. Then it is a must for a loser to pay for failing. Fulfilling winner's wish is well known rule after all" His cognitions are ripping my brain apart.

I am impressed by his enticements.

"No. Playing this game was a wish being fulfilled from the beginning" I spurn. "Come on, my gorgeous" There he goes. Whining like a kid again. "I decline and suggest you to let me go" His control is strong. My entire body feels trapped. "Is having ice cream together difficult?"

Huh? It is his request for winning? I thought it would be something sensual since he is a freak. But ice cream? For real? He is truly bizarre to read through sometimes. My perplexed stare gazes into the eyes of Zander. Even his violet eyes are hopelessly asking me to nod.

He should be actor with that much skills. "Well... it is fine if having ice cream only" What can I do? He never listens to my objections, does he? "Finally" A smile spreads across Zander's face. He pulls me forward. Catching me off guard. "It is fucking hard to breathe. Let me go"

Through gritted teeth, I command.

"Can't we just stay like this?" To my perplexity, he begs. "I don't want to" I proclaim. "Listen, I need to cum and calm that excited one down. You have to remain like this on top of me if you don't wish to see my boner for all night" His next statements stun me wholly.

It is a miracle my jaw is not on the floor at the moment. But without realizing myself, I grip onto his shirt. Why did I jump into this kind of situation?! "Then cum already" Beneath a scowl, I instruct and he scoffs. "Then do as I say" Zander whispers. "You can't be serious now"

No way.

I can already guess what he is about to command me to do. "Wish to see my cock getting thrilled?" Brutally honest. It is driving me insane. "You told me to stay like this on top of you" I reply at last. "Embrace me tightly" His order quiets me down. He must be joking.

"Now" Ugh. I hate this man. I raise my arms. He has erased the spell from my body. I can freely move currently. Why don't I run away? "Don't even think about escaping, love. Otherwise, I might fuck you till I get satisfied in return" His mutter sends chills down to my spine.

Creepy.

This devil is unpredictable.

"Quit reading my thoughts" I taunt as I wrap my arms around his neck. "Can't. Your thoughts are entertaining" He replies. Why do I feel like a clown trying to make a kid laugh? "Will you please just cum already?" Gosh, I can't believe I am telling a man to finish like this. "Verena"

However, Zander murmurs into my ear softly. It feels strange to hear him mumbling my fake name. Makes me recall something I am uncertain of. "Hm?" I reply in curiosity. "I need you to move. Just slightly. And I promise you will feel the hot cum all under you"

Stroking my head, Zander whimpers which freezes me at the spot. Shit shit shit. The way he is moaning between the words is making my heart races. It is throbbing so hard. His cock is literally begging for me to move. Without any answers, I push my hips forward.

And then backward.

"Ugh..." With his moan near my ear, I feel the hot sticky cum touching my butt. My poor pants. It is completely soaked in his cum. Huh wait. Doesn't he have boxer shorts on? How does that much cum gush out? In hurry, I turn around to peek. Holy fuck. His cock is out.

I can see it. It is not average size. Among the ones I have witnessed in my life, he has the biggest one ever. I hate to admit it but I can see his sex partner crying from pain for having to swallow that huge cock. Anyway, when did he remove his boxer shorts even?!

"Enjoy what you see?"

Zander's voice drags me out of shock. I frown. "Revolting. I am going to take a shower" Instantly, I get up from his lap. Running away is the only option. The man's chuckle conquers the apartment. Is he mocking my reaction? Shameless. Furrowing brows, I step inside bathroom.

My hands, they are shaking. Am I scared? Am I embarrassed? Am I... gratified? No. I must be anxious since it's been a long time. Maybe I am shocked because I have realized I sat on his goddamn cock and almost rode it. Man, devil's desires are truly odd ones.

"His cum... is really warm"

Frowning, I hold my butt.

Ugh, I kind of want to have sex now.

Wait what?