“Hands up above your head,” I demand with swelter in my voice.
Instantly, the demeanor changes between us, with Esme’s mouth parting and a sultry look gracing her face.
All smiles are gone because I like taking command of her body with a firm understanding that I’m taking the lead. I clasp the cuffs around her wrists through the slats of the headboard, and I lie on my side with my eyes exploring her body. Bringing my finger up, I gently outline the bottom of her flimsy top that lifts to just above her belly button. The simple act causes her nipples to turn into little pebbles.
“We may be on an unclear path…” I rasp then watch my fingers walk down under her waistband but stopping, her body writhing from the touch. “But you’re mine. Is that clear?”
“Yes,” Esme husks.
I dive down and use my teeth to tug on the fabric over her breasts, grazing just enough to make her shiver.
Covering her nipple with my warm breath, I circle my tongue, with the satin acting as a wall. Her breath turns heavy, and her body lifts up into my touch. I begin to kiss her body and slither down. My fingers slip into her little boxers to touch her heat.
“This is all for me, isn’t it?” I stroke her pussy, my fingers already soaked.
“Only for you,” she breathes heavily.
I adjust until I’m lying on my stomach next to her, halfway down her body, and I lift her camisole high until herbreasts are on display. I drag my lips below her belly button while I circle her clit with the pad of my finger. “Such a needy girl.” My tongue darts out and firmly draws a line down to her boxers that I’m using my free hand to lower. But I stop right where she doesn’t want. “Beg, Esme.”
“Please. Keats, please. You can take whatever you want. I’m all yours,” she keens.
Rewarding her, my tongue finds her swollen click to flick, and her moan is instant. She does her best to press against my mouth, but I hold her hips down. My face is almost upside down as I lick her. The woman I share a bed with and who is willing to push limits when we want to.
“Open your thighs nice and wide.”
Her knees butterfly out, and I caress her inner thigh up and down. “Good girl,” I murmur against her clit.
“Keats,” she grits out. “Please.”
My head shoots up to look at her face. “Behave, Esme. Or I’ll flip you to your stomach, spank you, and take you from behind while I yank your hair,” I warn her.
She licks her lips, enjoying the idea. Silly me, that’s exactly she wants, and lucky for her, I want to give what she desires.
I chuckle deeply in warning. “Roll over, my eager little demon.”
We work together until she is on her stomach, and I give her one good spank, and she yelps but then lifts her ass because she wants to be on offer. Positioning myself, I lift her hips a little higher, and I lean over to wrap her hair around my hand, tugging with her breath a near pant.
“Don’t say that I didn’t warn you.”
“Keats, I’m begging. Please.”
I skim around her opening. “Why would I listen and give in so easily?”
She shoots me a coy smirk over her shoulder. “Because I’m yours.”
“Such a good girl.”
I reward her and push in, our moans blending until I’m in as deep as I can go. I don’t go easy. I slam into her repeatedly, intent on making her whimper and moan. Every thrust always hitting that spot and filling her to the hilt, while her body jiggles from my blunt force.
By the time we’re coming, we’re both screaming from an orgasm due to her pussy vibrating around my cock and my release feeling like I’ve jumped off a cliff.
The moment we both seem to calm our breath, I begin to place soft kisses up her spine until her neck, and gently, I let go of her hair. Slipping out of Esme, she drops her hips and twists to her back with a droll smile and her face flushed.
Returning to my side, I ensure our eyes meet before I feather over her lips, placing a kiss. Reaching up, I unlock the cuffs, and she shakes her arms back down. I steal another kiss, my thumb circling her cheek.
Barely parting, her tongue glides along my bottom lip. “Yours,” she whispers.
“Only mine.”
