Page 32 of Plug and Tame

“Because…you can’t just leave me like this.” A pleading whine had entered her voice.

Nathaniel merely swirled the liquid in his glass, looking remarkably put together for someone who’d had a raging boner down her throat just a minute ago. She would have admired his self-control if he wasn’t being such a fucking bastard right now.

“Well,” he began, regarding her over the lip of his glass, “Why don’t you come do something about it?”

Kira was one step ahead, and he’d hardly finished his sentence before she seized the table and pushed it sideways, upending it and causing the plates, cutlery, candles, and tablecloth to slide off.

Nathaniel was perfectly still as he watched her move to stand before him, the shadows lending a wickedness to his expression. “Yes, pet?”

“We’re not finished here,” she growled.

“Oh? But I’m quite content to resume our romantic evening…if you prefer.”

“No, I do not ‘prefer’,” she snapped using finger quotes.

She knelt between his legs. He might have been acting blasé, but his erection was obvious through his trousers, and the sight of it sent a thrill through her. Cursing impatiently, she undid his belt, keeping her eyes locked on his as the buckle clinked beneath her fumbling fingers.

Nathaniel waited patiently as she unfastened his trousers and freed his cock.

She drew a sharp breath when it sprang free and slapped her in the face, leaving a trail of precum across her cheek.

“Careful, pet.”

“You be careful,” she retorted automatically, but she was fixated on his cock. She’d intended to take it out so she could ride him, demanding what she needed from him after his relentless teasing, but now that she was staring at his cock, she had other ideas. She licked her lips as she took in his engorged member. The veins were prominent along his velvety shaft, the head glistening with his arousal, and his balls were large and taut, calling her.

Kneading his sac with one hand, and taking hold of his shaft with the other, she leant forward and kissed the bulging head of his cock, allowing his precum to glaze her lips.

Nathaniel’s chest rumbled with approval. “Kiss it again, pet.”

Kira did as he said, delighting in the way his cock twitched in response to her lips, and glad he was finally telling her what to do. She wanted more direction, but she wasn’t sure how to ask for it.

Kira continued to tease him by licking his balls, drawing a low groan from Nathaniel.

“Fuck, pet.”

Suddenly, the waiter arrived asking if they would like dessert. And since it was a dream, one of them had imagined the interruption, and it definitely wasn’t her.

Kira grabbed Nathaniel by the scruff of his shirt. “Very funny.”

His face broke into a grin. “Sorry. I couldn’t resist.”

Kira pushed him back roughly in his chair so it rocked precariously before tipping forward. “Tell him to fuck off.”

The head waiter vanished without a trace, his silver tray clattering to the ground.

“Better?” Nathaniel asked.

“No more interruptions.” She climbed astride him. “And as much as I’m enjoying this date, I feel like you’re showing me the things you think I want. This is a beautiful restaurant, but if it’s truly a dream, the sky’s the limit, right?”

“What did you have in mind, pet?”

Kira rocked against him, and as she leant forward, she felt his hard cock against her belly. “I want to see your deepest, darkest fantasies.” She ground against him, wetting his balls with her damp slit and delighting in his reaction. “Show me what you really want, Nathaniel.”

Surprise crossed his features. “Are you sure? I’m enjoying your company, and I’m quite content to continue our evening here.”

She gripped his hair as an animalistic force took over her, lust and hunger driving her to take what she wanted.

“I don’t want your contentment. I want your passion.”