“Normally I’d say it makes me feel like a queen,” I say hoarsely, “but at the moment, considering we’re going to be late for your daughter’s graduation—you know, that thing you work so hard for your whole life up to this point and only get to do once—I’m going to tell you that it makes me worried. Please get up, Steel.” I apply pressure to the strands of hair tangled around my fingers, but he doesn’t budge.
He grins up at me, a wicked gleam in his eyes before his hands trail up my thighs and push up the red knee-length cotton dress I have picked out for the dinner.
“Don’t worry. We have lots of time.”
“Steel…” My protest dies when Steel pushes my dress up a little further, exposing my black silk panties. He brushes his thumb over the already soaked fabric.
“We definitely have time. Gonna bend you over that bed and take you in your sweet, tight ass, just the way you like.”
“Oh my God…” The words leave me in a breathless rush. “We can’t… You can’t…”
“You saying no, darlin’?”
“Hell, no!” I say as Steel’s hands work my panties down my legs until they’re at my feet. I kick them off.
“You wanna bend over the bed?”
My hands hit the mattress hard, my fingers fisting the comforter as I get into position.
“Yes,” I moan. “Like this.”
His hand throws the skirt of my dress over my lower back, baring me to him. I love being in this position, so submissive, my ass in the air, my head down, my legs spread for him to look at all of me.
“Like this?” His hand swirls over my ass cheek before he rears back and slaps me hard. I let out a whimper at the sting, but pleasure rushes through my veins, sweeping through all of my limbs. “Or like this?”
He brings his hand back, spreads my folds, and coats his fingers in my juices. He brings his hand back, parting my ass cheeks, running his index finger through my crease, smearing my wetness all the way back to my bud.
“Y-yes.” My legs begin to tremble, and I lean harder onto my arms.
“Or maybe like this.”
When he brings his face close, his mouth hitting me hard on my sex, lapping and suckling my folds, punishing my clit with his tongue, I nearly come undone. I know he won’t be pleased, though, if I come so soon, so I hold out, waiting for him to take me higher, into a harder climax, my reward for waiting.
Steel doesn’t stop. He licks me until I am panting, then he trails his hot tongue up my crease. Spreading me with his hands, he then flicks it over my bud. I let out a broken sounding sob because it feelsso fucking good.
His index finger replaces his mouth a second later, and he swirls over the tight pucker, inserting just the tip in, just enough to tease me. I never thought that I would enjoy this kind of play, but after two years with Steel, I’ve found that I enjoy a lot of things I didn’t think I’d like. And a hell of a lot else I didn’t even know was possible.
The sound of his zipper and belt buckle echo through the room. I hope the other motel occupants are out sightseeing, because if they aren’t they’re going to hear everything.
Steel slides the nightstand drawer open beside us, and I know what he is reaching in there for, I saw him pack it yesterday. He pops the cap on the bottle of lube and warms it between his fingers before he brings them back to me, massaging my tight pucker so gently that it makes my whole body convulse. He pours the lube liberally all down the length of his cock. I turn to watch him do it and seeing him, big and throbbing, veins trailing up the length of his shaft, his head swollen nearly purple, makes me shake even harder.
“I want to see you touch yourself when I fuck you here.” His fingers massage my bud. “But no making yourself come. You hear me? That’s my job. Mine and mine alone.”
“Yes,” I whimper.
“Yes, what?”
“I hear you.”
“Good. Not sure if this is a punishment or a reward.”
I don’t respond because he splits my cheeks with his hand, opening me up to him, and he steps closer, so close that I can feel his hot cock throbbing against my ass cheek. I wriggle back, trying to take him to the place I need him most, knowing that when he slips inside of me, the fullness back there will ease the ache I feel everywhere.
Even though I love this, love everything with Steel, his cock is huge, and my back entrance is still really fucking tight, and it always burns for those first few seconds. The pain is sweet, though, and I groan, wriggling and writhing back into him as my body struggles to take him.
“You like that? You like having my big cock splitting your sweet peach ass?”
“Y-yes,” I moan. “Oh… Oh god… Steel…”
