Page 107 of The Haunting Plot

“Crawl over there.” I point to the spot I want him.

He pushes up to his hands and knees and slowly makes his way to the other side of the bed. I watch as he winces slightly each time he puts weight on his right knee and wait for him to use his safe word, but he never does.

“Get on the bed. On your back. Head near the headboard.”

“Yes, madame.” Grinning, he climbs into position as he lies back on the bed.

I strip down quickly and crawl on top of him, straddling him as I lean down close to his face.

“You’re just a seat for me to use. A place to sit and keep my pussy warm.” I grab his arms and cross them over his head, holding them in place against the headboard. “Don’t move. Don’t speak. Stick out your tongue and keep still so I can use this smug little face to get myself off.”

Then I slowly drop onto his face, angling my hips so I can control the pressure on my clit as I fuck his slutty little ’stache.

The control this man possesses should be studied. He stays still, looking at me with hooded eyes filled with hunger.

I rock my hips, sliding my pussy back and forth. The hairs of his mustache feel different, coarse yet gentle as I make a mess of them. I grab the headboard with one hand and lean the other on his stomach, my palm brushing the head of his cock in my haste. His sticky precum leaks onto his belly with each thrust of my hips, and I can tell he’s getting close, so I grab his dick and squeeze it hard in warning.

“You don’t come until I command it.” I can barely get the words out since the change in angle forces his tongue directly against my clit. He wiggles it against me as I buck against him, pleasure coursing through me as my core tightens and my thighs clamp down on him. My orgasm hits with the force of a dam breaking as I spasm against him, covering him in my release.

Loosening my hold on his dick, I collapse onto the bed next to him, trying to catch my breath.

Sawyer lies still, but I can tell he’s overcome by the rapid rise and fall of his chest.

“Did you enjoy that?” I ask, suddenly unnerved by his silence.

“Very much so,” he rasps.

My heart slowly calms knowing he’s as into this as I am.

I push up, reaching across the bed to grab what I need, before lying back and shimmying the harness up my hips. The dildo is easy to fit into place, and I cover it in lube, my eyes occasionally flicking to Sawyer’s to gauge his reaction. Once the toy is thoroughly coated, I climb between his legs and push his thighs up against his chest.

“Hold yourself open so I can fuck this needy hole,” I say as I deliver several hard slaps to each of his cheeks.

He lets out a shuddering breath. His excitement is as palpable as his nervousness. I carefully remove the plug and drizzle more lube against his hole. The dildo is about as thick as the plug, so I know he can handle it, but my eyes lock with his, searching for his permission.

“Please, fuck me. Please, spitfire,” he begs.

“Your pretty little asshole belongs to me. Doesn’t it?”

“Only you,” he agrees. The tip of the toy sinks in a couple of inches, and he groans, tilting his hips up in response. “Fuck, I like that.”

“Do you want more?”

“Yes, please,” he pleads, and my hips shoot forward, plunging the toy in deeper.

My hands land on his belly, and I squeeze it in my palms as I fuck the toy in and out. “Such a pretty slut,” I praise. “I’m the only one who gets to fuck you like this. The only one that can turn you into a pathetic whimpering mess.”

Keeping my thrusts steady, I lean over him and spit onto the head of his dick, his eyes glued to the filthy sight. My grip is firm as I pump him in hard strokes, my palm swirling over his head each time I get to the tip.

“Oh fuck, Raven. Shit. Oh shit, Ray. Fuuuuck,” he whimpers.

“Are you going to come already?”

“That feels so good. Don’t fucking stop. Please don’t stop.”

I keep my rhythm steady as he writhes under me. His hands slap the mattress on either side of him as he fists the sheets in his palms, tugging on them like they’re a life raft that could keep him from going under.

“Holy fuck, I’m gonna come. Fuck, Ray. Ughhnnn!”