And so I took her.
I rolled her over and pressed my mouth to hers. She opened to the press of my tongue, but it wasn’t enough for me. I dominated her mouth, subdued her tongue, and bent her body to my will. I held her face pinned between my arms, and my legs quickly captured hers.
She shifted to accommodate me. Or perhaps having my knees between hers worked her open. She wore a negligee that I should have appreciated. And I did appreciate it, but that didn’t stop me from growling when the fabric prevented me from doing what I so desperately needed to do.
I’d worn shorts to bed, so it wasn’t just her nightgown that was to blame here. But I wouldn’t release her mouth long enough to fix the problem. So I just kissed her. And when that wasn’t enough, I broke off to lave her cheek, her jaw, and her neck. Her hands burrowed through my hair, and she was trying to say something, but I didn’t hear it. Not really. The tone was soft, trying to soothe, but it was like flinging a single bucket of water onto an inferno.
I was not going to stop. I wasn’t even going to slow down. So when I found that the silky fabric kept me from her breasts, I jerked it down off her body. It didn’t rip, but held stubborn on her shoulder. I brushed the straps aside impatiently and tugged the fabric lower, pinning her arms to her sides as I finally revealed her breasts to my seeking mouth.
I sucked on every inch, biting down when I wanted and licking when I didn’t. I felt her gasping breaths, knew it when her body trembled and her heart starting beating in rhythm with mine. I had control of this. In a world where nothing was going right, this moment was completely mine. And so I sucked her nipples until I felt her body clench. I nibbled at the flesh underneath her breasts, loving the feeling of being surrounded by her mounds. And when I felt like it, I shoved her negligee up to her waist.
Her arms were still pinned, and I didn’t release her. But I did push her knees wide with my body. And I held her open with my hand on her thighs while I licked through her musky wetness. I didn’t want her to come yet, so I kept her on the edge, letting my thumbs stroke her open, then leaving her wanting.
I did it for a very long time. I loved taking her to the brink. Her legs would tense, drawing me close, but I had more leverage. She wasn’t close to being strong enough. Then she’d start to keen, begging with wordless sound to let her come. And with her hands still caught in her negligee, she tried to reach for me, but I stayed just beyond her reach. I decided what was going to happen. I controlled her body completely.
But she surprised me. I didn’t think she had the breath, much less the strength, but she abruptly ripped her arms free of the nightgown and shoved herself upright, then grabbed me by the ears.
“We’re done with playtime,” she panted.
“What?” That’s all I could manage to say before she turned my head toward the bedside table…and pointed at the line of condoms illuminated by the moonlight.
I understood her demand, but I was still trying to decide if I would give in to it. I had wanted to be in control, but now, suddenly, she was the one making the demands. Part of me strongly objected to it. Another part was hard and aching for exactly what she wanted.
And yet still I held myself back.
“I pick the position,” I ordered.
She hesitated a moment, then lifted her chin. “Yes,” she answered.
I grinned. She was telling me that whatever I wanted, she would do. Perfect.
“Off the bed. Legs spread. Lean forward.”
She scrambled to obey. And when she wasn’t exactly at the angle I wanted, I adjusted her. Legs spread. Pussy weeping for me. And breasts dangling just within reach.
“You’ll keep your hands right there,” I said as I pressed her palms flat on the bed.
She nodded and took up the position I’d demanded.
Then I took my time. She was bent over and open to me. I sauntered slowly to the condoms, then stripped out of my shorts. I stood in the moonlight, knowing how I looked. I was an elite athlete, and every inch of my body was strong and hard.
Her eyes stayed on me as I stood there.
“Do you want me?” I asked.
“Yes.”
“Every inch of me? As hard and fast as I want?”
“Yes.”
I needed her breathless agreement.
“Would you suck me right now if I asked you to?”
She lifted her chin and slowly licked her lips.
“Say it!” I ordered. I needed to hear that tonight, I was in complete control.
