“And when you’re right on that edge, about to fall, I’m going to stop completely. Make you wait and earn your release. Make you tell me in explicit detail exactly what you need, exactly how you want to be fucked, in that sweet, desperate voice while you fall apart.”
She’s working me faster now, more frantically, clearly affected by my words, and I can feel my control rapidly slipping away.
“Fuck, Anita. Just like that. Don’t stop. Take everything I’m about to give you. Swallow every drop.”
My release builds impossibly fast and intense, coiling tight in my spine, and when it finally rushes forward, I shout her name without worrying who might hear.
She takes it all without hesitation, swallowing, not pulling away until I’m completely spent and actually shaking. She continues working her throat as I keep coming, my spill not ready to end, and my sweet Omega doesn’t flinch once.
When she finally pulls back slowly, she licks her lips in a way that has my still-sensitive cock twitching with renewed interest.
“Is that a good start?” she asks breathlessly.
“Fuck me,” I breathe out roughly. “You’re going to completely ruin me, aren’t you? Destroy any semblance of self-control I have left.”
She’s already moving, getting to her feet, backing away with clear intent, and I see exactly what she’s planning. Getting ready to bolt like I predicted. Running before things get too intense.
But I’m faster than her.
I reach out to stop her, but instead, my hand catches the towel wrapped around her body. She twists away fast, instinctively, but the towel comes completely unraveled, falling away and staying clutched in my grasp.
She gasps sharply, now utterly naked, and tries to run for the door.
I drop the towel carelessly and go after her with predatory focus, catching her easily before she can escape. I pin her firmly against the door, her back to my chest, my mouth at her neck, breathing in her scent.
She’s so small compared to me. Delicate. All smooth, soft skin and perfect curves that fit against my body like she was specifically designed for me, my thick cock resting against her ass.
“I think we’re way past running away from each other, don’t you?” I murmur darkly against her ear.
She’s breathing heavily, chest heaving, but instead of trying to escape, she pushes her ass back against me, rubbing herself against my rapidly hardening cock.
I hiss sharply. “Careful, little Omega. You’re playing with fire.”
“Can’t take it?” she teases breathlessly.
“You’ve been dreaming about this moment for so long, haven’t you?” I press closer, one hand gripping her waist possessively, the other braced against the door beside her head, caging her in. “Tell me. What’s your favorite fantasy from all those audiobooks? How did you imagine I’d fuck you the first time?”
“I… I can’t…”
Her whole body grows tense and trembles.
I lean in even closer, my lips brushing the edge of her ear, and deepen my voice to that narrator tone. The one from her dirtiest audiobooks.
“Let me tell you one of mine, then,” I whisper darkly. “I imagined you in my bed, spread out completely vulnerable for me. I’d start by running my hands up your thighs, so slowly you’d be squirming and making you wait. Then I’d taste you.Spend hours between your legs with my tongue until you’re crying and pleading me to stop, to give you more, to finally fill you.”
She whimpers desperately, her hands flat against the door, pressing hard like she needs something to hold on to.
“Then I’d flip you over roughly, bind your hands to the bed. And then, take you from behind so I could watch your ass move while I fuck you deep. So deep you’d feel me for days afterward. I’d grab your hips hard enough to leave bruises, my fingers playing with your ass, fingering you, making you scream.”
Her breathing is ragged now, nearly panting, and I inhale her arousal intensifying dramatically.
“And when you’re desperately close, right on that edge, I’d lean down and whisper every filthy, depraved thing I want to do to your body. Tell you how perfect you feel wrapped around me. How tight. How I’m never letting you go. How you’re mine now. Ours. Forever. No escape. I’d tell you how beautiful you are like this. Open. Helpless. Mine.”
She tenses suddenly, her whole body going completely rigid, and then she’s moaning loud and unrestrained, shuddering, coming apart without me even touching her between her legs.
Just from my words. My voice. My promises.
“Fuck, Anita,” I whisper against her neck, pressing a kiss there. “That was so beautiful to watch. All wet and needy for me.”
