“Please what?” I switch to the other breast. Give it the same attention. “Use your words.”
“Touch me. I need you to touch me.”
“I am touching you.”
“You know what I mean.”
I do. But I want to hear her say it.
I straighten. Look down at her. She’sflushed and breathing hard and so fucking beautiful it makes my chest ache.
“Say it properly,” I tell her. “And I’ll give you exactly what you need.”
Her eyes flash. “I want your hands on my pussy. I want you inside me. I want you to fuck me until I can’t remember my own name. Fuck me. Please.”
Perfect.
I unbutton her jeans. Slide them down her hips along with those black lace panties. She kicks them aside and now she’s completely naked in my studio while I’m still fully dressed.
The power dynamic shouldn’t work for me the way it does. But watching her exposed and wanting while I’m still buttoned up does something to my brain chemistry. If I’m not careful I’ll fucking cum right here in my pants.
“On the counter,” I grunt, and lift her easily. Set her exactly where I want her.
She goes without protest. Lets herself be positioned. Legs spread. Pussy already glistening.
I step between her thighs and just look. “Fuck, so wet for me.”
“You’re staring,” she says.
“Appreciating.” My fingers trail up her inner thigh. So close to where she needs me but not quite there. Pre-cum smears my fucking underwear. “You’re going to sit here and take what I give you. And you’re not going to cum until I say.”
“That’s not fair.”
“Life’s not fair, sweetheart.” I slide one finger through her wet heat. She’s so fucking soaked. “But I’ll make it worth the wait.”
I work her slowly. One finger, then two. Curling to hit that spot that makes her hips buck. My thumbfinds her clit and she makes a sound that’s almost a whimper.
“Please. Marco. Please.”
“Not yet.” I keep the rhythm steady. Deep thrusts with my fingers, slow circles on her clit with my thumb. Edging her toward release but not letting her tip over. My underwear gets wetter.Careful.“You can take more.”
I can feel her tightening around my fingers. See the flush spreading down her chest. Her breathing is ragged and I know she’s close.
I stop. On the verge of cumming myself.
I pull my hand away completely.
“No. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”
If only she knew the effect she had on me.
Fuck.
Instead I grin. “Ask me properly.”
She blinks at me. Pupils blown wide. “What?”
“You know what I want to hear.”
