“Turn around and walk to the table.” Her footsteps are audible on the floor, almost as loud as my erratic heartbeat.
I am now standing behind her with her back touching my chest.
I bring my mouth to her ear.
“You are going to stay quiet for now while I’m undressing you.” I get down to my knees and pull down her pants and panties. They are now pooling at her feet, and I’m back up again.
“You smell divine,” I tell her in a low voice as I bury my nose in her hair and inhale her scent. Her skin is warm, and her adrenaline is sharp enough to taste. It coils through the air, sweet and wrong, the kind of scent that makes logic slip its leash.
I glide my fingers from her collarbone down to her wrist, making the hairs stand up on her body. She is steadying herself on the table by placing her hands on it. With the belt in my hand, I wrap it around her neck and tighten it. Once it’s secured, I grab it even more firmly. Making her head snap back a little bit.
With one hand, I unbutton my pants and pull them down, then my briefs. I position my cock at her entrance and rub it against her. Fuck, she’s already wet.
“Little hummingbird, you are fucking soaked.”
“Uhh… please, M.” I pull on the belt.
“Dirty little girls don’t get rewards, they get punished.”
“What did I do? Oh God!” she screams as I nudge my cock closer.
“I told you to quit for your own good, and you didn’t fucking do it. Now you are going to listen to me.” She nods as she grips the table harder. Then I do something that makes her gasp, I pull away completely and yank her back, making her turn around.
“Walk to the door, pet.” She does exactly that without any trepidation.
“Put your hands above your head and steady them onto the door. And don’t fucking move.” Fuck, I love it when she follows exactly what I tell her to do. I push her against the door and with the belt still in my hand, I position my cock at her entrance from behind, while my other hand has a mind of its own. My left hand slides down to her front. Before I start rubbing her bundle of nerves, I push my cock inside of her, and I start moving in and out.
“Somebody will hear us!” she says through sobs.
“Then give them a fucking show,” I tell her through gritted teeth. She starts moaning, and it’s still not good enough. I want her unraveled. My cock is driving in and out of her faster, punishing her for disobeying me. And with each thrust, I push her against the door, making it rattle.
“Who do you fucking listen to?!” I scream at her while rubbing her clit even more aggressively.
“I listen to you! Please fuck me.” I pull the belt tighter. “Hard.” That last word came out ragged—like she used up all of her breath to say it. I let go of the belt and turn her around. My hands fly to her legs, and I curl them around my hips.
We are both looking into each other’s eyes and making sure that we don’t miss any fucking second of this moment. The belt is loose around her neck, and I’m holding on to her hips for dear life. I can’t begin to describe how fucking good I am feeling. To make this moment even more special, my mouth comes crashing down on hers. We kiss each other like we don’t want to come up for air. I feel my own orgasm building up, and she is close too.
“Oh yes! Oh yes!” Lana bites my lip as she comes, biting it firmly. I don’t even stop her because I welcome the pain as it fuels her desire. I would let her carve me, as it means having her inhibitions obliterated. I spill inside of her, and we ride out ourorgasms. Once we are both done, I remove the belt and check her neck.
“What are you doing?” she asks warily.
“My woman doesn’t need bruises on her neck.”
“Are you serious?” I kiss her on her forehead and gaze into her eyes.
“I am. Let’s get dressed.” We move toward where we left our clothes, and she picks up my pants to hand them over. Before I take them, someone knocks on the door and tries to open it. I go to the door and answer through it.
“Is everything all right?” a female voice asks.
“Everything is fine. I was looking for something, be right out!”
“Okay.” The woman moves away from the door, and when I turn around, Lana is blushing.
“You liked that, didn’t you?”
“So what if I did?” I take my pants from her, and we both make ourselves presentable. I kiss her on her sweet, full fucking lips.
“Good. You go outside first and work your shitty-ass shift.”
