Fuck.She had me curled around her nimble fingers, and I loved it.
Her weight was warm, and the press of her against me was perfect.The scarf around my wrists was delicate, the soft fabric tight.I could easily get out of it if I really wanted to, but that was why it was enough to remind me that I had to be patient.
Her eyes were bright, with a dangerous smile playing over her full lips.
I watched her every motion, the way her fingers moved with confidence.She was in charge, and she looked perfect.Her short hair was in a small ponytail with a few strands of hair framing her face.Her dark dress was tight, and I was itching to remove it and see if she was even wearing anything underneath.
I was restrained, but I wasn’t helpless.But fuck, I loved being the one she had chosen to toy with.I hope she always chooses me.
Katie leaned in and kissed me, softly at first and then deepening it, biting my lower lip and making me groan.When she pulled back, her eyes glittered with mischief.“Now,” she said, her voice low and sultry.“Don’t move.”
I chuckled, ready for whatever she had in-store.“Yes, ma’am.”
Her hands slid down my chest, under the waistband of my pants, making my muscles tense.My cock stirred, pressing against her center through my boxers.She arched, feeling the hardness, and smiled, knowing that whatever she wanted was close.
Take me.I wanted to say it to her so badly, but she wanted me to behave and be good.
She slowly leaned down, her mouth ghosting over the skin of my neck, then lower until she traced the line of my sternum with her tongue.The contact was small, barely a lick, but it pulled a raw sound out of me.
“Katie,” I whispered.
She hummed against my skin.“You like that?”she asked, and there was a little laugh in it.I loved that laugh because it meant she was enjoying herself as much as I was.
I nodded.Of course, I do.I would like anything she did to me.
My breath hitched when she finally freed me.She paused, fingertips tracing along my length, the fat tip of my cock leaking with pre-cum.
“Be patient,” she said when I pulsed for her touch.I bit my lip when she finally wrapped her fingers around me.Fuck me.She moved with her thumb rubbing the tip, slow circles that made my toes curl.
“Careful,” I warned, but my voice sounded broken.
“Or what?”She smirked, pulling back to kneel on the rug.My lips parted when she took me in her warm and wet mouth.The look in her dark eyes said it all.She wasn’t rewarding me or pleasing me.
No, she was doing this for herself.
Teasing me with small kitten licks and playing with my cock like it was her favorite toy.
And fuck me.The sight of it turned me on so fucking much, I had to control myself from not coming early.
Her throat worked around me in a way that made my head spin.My hands clenched in the fabric of the sofa.The sensation was too much.Her mouth, with her hands stroking my shaft.I had to bite down on my moan.
She pulled back with a soft pop and looked at me with playful, glassy eyes.“Don’t cum until I tell you to,” she ordered, wrapping her hand around my length and covering me with her hot mouth.
“Y-yes, ma’am—fuck,” I groaned, my hips arching and wanting to fuck her mouth.
But her hand on my thigh tightened with a warning.It was so indecent.And filthy.Being completely dressed and restrained at her mercy as she teased me and edged me.
Katie pulled away just when I was close, making me growl and whimper.Her pupils were dilated as she smiled.
“You did better than I thought,” she said, sliding back on my lap.
“You thought I’d cum as soon as you took me in your mouth?”I asked.She nodded, and I continued, “You’re right.I would have.”
She giggled, and I couldn’t help but lean in to kiss her.She hummed, kissing me back.I deepened the kiss when she moved her dress up.I hissed when she wrapped her hand around my shaft and guided me into her.
I watched with half-lidded eyes as I slowly slid into her, moaning at the tight wetness and the sight.Once she felt comfortable, she started riding me slowly.Back and forth, teasing me and speeding when she wanted to see the flash of need on my face.
Her breasts brushed my chest, but she was still in her fucking dress.I couldn’t hold back a groan when she rolled her hips, fucking me like she had been dreaming about it, her hands tangling in my hair, her lips on my neck.
