Ruling The World With Mind Control

"Also, I need to use your room tonight... my bed is way too small, you know? You can just crash in mine, it’s fine."

Alden stared, his heart thumping as it finally clicked what Kyle was actually saying. He was basically being kicked out of his own bed.

He hesitated , feeling all sorts of things—so embarrassed, kinda mad, and maybe even a little weirdly into it.

But he just nodded. He couldn’t really say no.

"Cool," Kyle said quick. "See ya in the morning then."

Then Alden just walked out and shut the door behind him.

So now Eleanor was alone with Kyle, her heart was thumping and she felt so nervous looking at him.

The nightgown she had on was clinging to her curves, showing off her chest and her hips and everything.

Kyle turned to her and stepped real close. He reached out to move some hair from her face. His hand felt surprisingly soft.

"You look nervous," he whispered, tilting her chin up with his fingers. "Don’t worry. I’m gonna make you feel so good."

He gripped her waist and pulled her close. "I want to make you scream my name tonight."

Eleanor trembled, feeling the heat of his skin through the thin fabric of her nightgown.

He captured her mouth in a searing kiss, his tongue plunging deep and claiming every inch of her. His hands roamed her curves, squeezing and kneading, leaving no part of her untouched.

Kyle stopped kissing her and grabbed her shoulders, then sliding her straps of her nightgown down.

"Let’s get this thing off," he said, pulling that thin nightgown down until it was all piled up at her feet.

She stood before him, only in her underwear. The candlelight made her skin looks glowing. She was breathing really heavy and her nipples were totally hard already.

"Fuck, you’re so hot," he just stopped for a minute, looking her up and down... like he couldn’t even believe it.

Eleanor’s breath caught in her throat as she was shaking a little bit in his arms. You... you flatter me, Kyle."

"No, I’m really not," he said, smirking as he leaned way in, his lips right against her ear. "It’s the truth. I’m gonna fuck you so hard tonight you won’t even remember your own name."

Eleanor gasped, a flush of heat rushing to her cheeks. No one had ever spoken to her so crudely before. It was shocking, degrading... and somehow, deeply arousing.

Kyle pushed Eleanor back onto the bed and climbed on top of her, pinning her down with his weight. "Spread your legs for me."

Eleanor hesitated for a moment before slowly spreading her legs, revealing her panties, which were already wet with her pussy juices.

He leaned over her, his lips touching her neck and kissing it while his hand reached one of her breasts, squeezing it roughly and feeling it mold to the shape of his hand.

At the same time, his other hand rubbed her hard nipple, pinching it between his fingers.

"Ahn! Kyle, oh god... ♥" Eleanor moaned, arching into him with every touch.

Kyle slid down. When his lips reached her nipple, he closed around it, sucking and biting hard enough to leave a mark.

She gasped as she felt his teeth squeeze her hard nipple and his tongue circle around it. She could feel his warm breath on her body and his large hands covering every inch of her.

He released her nipple with a wet pop, leaving it red and marked with his teeth. "Mmm, fuck... I could play with these tits all night."

Eleanor whimpered. Her body was clenching and she was getting so wet. She had never felt anyone want her this bad before.

Kyle kept moving down, kissing her stomach. His hands was gripping her hips tightly.

Then he got to her underwear. They were totally soaked. He grabbed the edges and pulled them down, slowly.

He stopped once the soaked panties was in his hands, feeling how wet it was. He looked back at her and saw the big wet spot on the sheet under her.

She felt so embarrassed. She slammed her legs shut and hid her red face with her hands.

A wicked smirk spread across Kyle’s face.

"Look at this mess," he taunted, rubbing her soaked panties. "You’re fucking dripping, aren’t you? Desperate for my cock already..."

"I—I was just so... ahn ♥." she mumbled, embarrassed about how her body was acting right now.

He threw her panties on the floor carelessly, making a wet thud. Then, he pushed her thighs apart, baring her glistening folds to his hungry gaze.

"Open up more for me, Eleanor. Let me see everything."

Eleanor made a little sound and slowly moved her legs wider, showing him how wet she was getting.

"Oh god... Kyle..." she breathed out, her face was totally red and hot while he just kept looking down there.

He leaned in real close, and moved his hand closer. His fingers barely even brushed against her, right at the entrance.

He could feel the heat, and the way she was twitching and clenching every time he got close.

"Please... just touch me more," Eleanor was pretty much begging now, her hips lifting up off the bed.

Kyle smirked. He loved how much she wanted it.

He slid a finger inside her.

"God, you’re so tight... i really can’t wait to feel this cunt wrapped around me."

She moaned pretty loud when he added another finger, moving them in and out of her wet pussy. Her juices coated his fingers, even dripping down onto the bed sheets.

Then he curled his fingers up, hitting that one sensitive spot deep inside her.

"Oh! Yes! Right there!" Eleanor yelled out, her back was lifting way off the bed.

He leaned down and dragged his tongue along her pussy, tasting her.

"Mmm, you taste so good..."

Eleanor made a little moan, whimpering and shaking all over while kyle kept going at it, hitting all the right spots.

He sucked her clit hard, flicking her with his tongue right on that sensitive little spot.

"Oh god! I’m gonna... I’m gonna cum! ♥"

Eleanor screamed, her pussy clamping down on Kyle’s fingers as a powerful orgasm crashed through her.