"No touching," I say. "You touch, I stop."
He removes his hands and puts them over his head, gripping the headboard.
"Good," I say, testing the waters.
He swallows.
I drag my tongue up the underside of his dick, and it twitches.
"Mmm, I love the way your body responds to me," I say and take him into my mouth, sucking him. I moan against his velvet cock and deny my need to touch myself. As much as I love a man that can fuck me, there's something about being in control that ignites my insides. That he responds so well is gasoline on the fire.
I pull off him, and stroke him with my hand, watching as pre-cum gathers at his tip. I drag my finger through it and look up at him as I taste him off my finger.
"You taste so good, letting you come inside me seems like a waste."
He grits his teeth, and his hands release the headboard.
"Please," he says.
"Touch me, and I'll make you watch me come without you."
"Fuck," he groans.
I grip his shaft, and suck one of his balls into my mouth. His body tenses, and I abandon his balls to taste him again, swirling my tongue around his cock. Then I drop my mouth onto him, taking all of him.
"I…fuck…please," he says between heavy breaths.
I give him one more good suck and drag my tongue up his body, pausing at a nipple and taking it between my teeth.
His dick twitches against me and I straddle him, rubbing his cock through my heat.
"God, you're hard, I could come just like this," I say, pressing my lips to his and tugging at his lower one. "But you've been so good listening that I think I'll give you what you want."
His eyes plead with me, and fuck me if it isn't hotter than I expected.
With a knee on either side of him, I guide him into me and place my hands on his chest.
"Fuck, you feel good," I say. "I think your cock was made for me."
He white knuckles the headboard.
"Use me," he says.
I raise an eyebrow.
"Please."
I roll my hips, taking what I need, letting go of everything else and searching for my own release. I press two fingers to my clit and watch as Mateo's eyes cloud over. My pussy swallows his cock with every rock of my hips, and I rub feverishly at the spot that'll undo me.
"You've listened so well," I say, between breaths. "Now be a good boy and choke me."
Mateo's eyes squeeze shut.
Bingo.
He releases the headboard, but hesitates, his hand hovering over my throat. I take his hand in both of mine, moving his fingers to where they belong.
"Here and here, apply pressure, don't squeeze."
