“Good girl. You’re perfect.”
Her back arched, any embarrassment at me seeing her naked held back once again.
“Take your knickers off and then spread your legs for me.” I lay on my side, elbow propping up my head. Noise outside told me it was still early, but late enough for others to be up.
Jerrica’s hands went to her underwear, pushing it down and lifting up her ass to slide it off. I watched as she became exposed, creamy skin on her stomach leading to her untanned mound, that slight scattering of hair my new idea of perfection.
She pulled her underwear off and pushed it off her side of the bed, tentatively spreading her legs.
I didn’t touch her; I just looked. “Good girl again. You’re fucking soaking, aren’t you?” I could see her pussy glistening with her juices.
“Yes.”
“I like how you answer me. Do you want me to touch you?”
“Yes, I do. Do I need to say please?” Her eyes widened.
I laughed quietly. “No. Only if you want. Where do you want me to touch you?”
“My clit.”
“Will you come if I do? Be honest.”
“Probably.” She nodded, spreading her legs wider.
I could smell her scent. I wanted to taste her down there, to play with her clit and her slit with my tongue, but I’d save that for later.
“Lie back and put your hands above your head. I want you to try not to come until I’m fucking you.”
She lay down, looking at me while she slowly put her hands where I’d asked, taking hold of the pillow.
I stayed away from touching her between her legs, leaning over to take a nipple in my mouth instead, sucking it hard, then running my tongue around her areola. Jerrica whimpered, but her hands stayed fixed.
I moved over to the other nipple, keeping my hands away from her, aware that her legs had pushed together so she could try and create some friction.
“I said to spread your legs.” My mouth left her nipple.
She moved them apart. “Sorry.”
“This bed is perfect for tying you up. Then you won’t be able to not do as I say.” I watched her face as I said it, seeing lust and want, desire. She was into this. Maybe I would find something to tie her up with before we went home.
“Good girl.”
She moaned. I licked her nipple once, twice, and then I took it in my mouth, aware that her hips were moving.
I put a hand on them to still her back to the bed, rewarding her with running one finger down over her clit to her opening, feeling her slickness. I wasn’t going to push a finger inside her again, but it was too tempting not to.
“Jesse —”
I found her eyes with mine and I stilled the digit inside her. She was so fucking tight.
“You’re going to be amazing around my dick.”
Her pussy pulsed.
“Such a good girl.”
She moaned, pulling at the pillow.
