I gasped and balled my hands into fists, the cuffs digging into my wrists. His hot tongue had me getting ready to fly.
I held my breath and shook and trembled.
“Not yet.” He lifted up leaving me desperate and wanting. “Not until I decide.”
“Oh but…you know…”
“Yeah, I know you struggled to orgasm for years, and now you can you’re greedy for it. But you have to learn patience, that’s what this is all about. A lesson in patience.”
I groaned and closed my eyes, and when he got up from the bed I squeezed my thighs together, trying to stimulate my clit.
“Hey, bad girl.” He flipped me onto my side and spanked my left buttock, with real determination to leave a bright-red handprint. “I didn’t say you could do that. I’m in charge, remember.”
I cried out and bowed my spine, the heat of his palm sending shockwaves around my body. A lick of fire went to my pussy, and it wept all the more for his attention.
A drawer opening and closing, and then the mattress dipping.
“I’ve been looking forward to playing with this.” He rolled me onto my back again.
I opened my eyes. Right above me was my big purple vibrator. Shiny and embossed with realistic veins. I knew full well it would always get me climaxing, fast, especially at full throbbing speed.
“You played alone with this for too long,” he said, his stubble scratching my chin. “That’s going to change.”
I craved his touch, his attention, but with Big Purple…and fastened to the bed.
Fuck.
Would I survive it, or would my heart give out?
He switched it on, the buzzing sound competing with the pulse in my ears. I moaned in anticipation.
“You should relax,” he said and tapped the tip onto my right nipple. “Deep breaths.”
I closed my eyes and moaned. The big determined guy at my side was in control, and I did have to accept that.
“Good girl.” He moved the tip of the vibe to my other nipple, taking his sweet time as he rotated around it.
My pussy clenched, as if there was a hot-wire from my nipple to my clit.
“You have the best body ever,” he murmured and kissed the feathery hair in my armpit. “So pretty, so perfect and all mine.”
“Yes. All yours.”
He laughed softly. “I know. And God help anyone who tries to change that.”
The vibe moved down my abdomen, tickling softly and creating a gnawing impatience that I had to fight down.
“Sweet pretty pussy,” he said, rubbing the vibrations over my pubic hair. “Cute little clit, all for me to play with.”
“Oh!” He’d angled the tip on my clit, firmly, and was holding it steady.
My eyes pinged open, and I stared into his dark depths.
“You like that, huh?”
I nodded. “Y…yes.”
“Gonna make you come?”
