“Is this what you wanted?” he asks although he knows the answer, so I don’t bother to answer.
Moving my body from side to side, I rock to the rhythm, watching him, his body desperately wanting to reach for his member, but he’s trying to follow my rules. It’s so erotic, he’s under my spell, and I have to fight from falling under his. I’ve never met anyone with such a sexual pull on me.
“Grab it,” I say without disconnecting our stare down. The left side of his lips curls up in a smirk as his hand drops to his cock. My eyes inadvertently follow; his fingers are loosely wrapped around his manhood, his tip glistening with pre-cum.
“Squeeze it,” I order and he does as I say, biting his bottom lip from the sensation.
“Good,” I give him my approval, before turning around, moving the bra down my body, wiggling my hips as I struggle to move it over my them. Placing my thumbs into the waistline of my lace boy shorts, I look back at him and see that clenched jaw eager to see more.
“Stroke it,” I seductively instruct him and he happily obliges, as I move my soaked panties down my legs, stepping out of all of my clothes to stand before him completely naked.
“You don’t get to make yourself cum. You know that right?” I question, moving my body to the rhythm of the music.
“I sure as hell don’t want to,” he smirks and I move closer to him, my naked body only a foot from his face.
“But I can, can’t I?” I ask while moving my hips in circles, twirling my body.
“I think that could be fun,” he glances up to me as he continues to stroke his throbbing cock.
“I think so too,” I remark, climbing on top of him. Straddling him with one leg on each side of him, I grind my body over his, moving sensually, careful not to touch his cock.
“Put your hands on me,” I whisper in his ear, forcing him to stop stroking his member.
With his hands on my ass, he begins to explore my body with his gentle fingertips, my body coming alive beneath his touch. Rocking my hips back and forth as I raise up and down, my hands on his broad shoulders, I want so badly to lower onto his stiff rod and feel him throb inside my creamy pussy, but I know I can’t.
“What are you thinking, pretty girl?” he asks, jolting my erotic thoughts. It’s like he can hear me thinking.
“What?” I deflect, but the guilty smile that spreads across my face reveals everything he needs to know, and he grins back at me in a knowing way.
Taking my breast in his mouth, he twirls his tongue over my nipple, nibbling my skin as his fingers caress my ass. My dancing is so sensual, so sexy, I can sense him getting just as worked up just as I am, neither of us far from a release.
My body strains to pull away, knowing his mouth will drive me to orgasm, but he grips me tightly, sucking me harder. A moan escapes my lips and his hands move up my back before running through my hair, his fingertips massaging my scalp.
“Oh God,” I moan, my back arching further in satisfaction, my pussy pulsating, my orgasm dangerously close.
“Do you want me to get you off now?” he asks bluntly, and his supreme confidence challenges me, reminding me why I’m here.
It’s just like Carter to flip the script; he’s no rookie. Now he’s got me eating out the palm of his hand, when it's supposed to be the other way around. There’s no way I’ll let him dominate me. No, I’m going to teach him that he’s not the only person with a little self-control.
“No,” I bend down so that his mouth can no longer reach my breast.
“Where are you going? I was having fun with those,” he jokes and I purse my lips together to refrain from returning the gesture.
“I bet you were,” I whisper in his ear.
“I haven’t gotten a command, but my cock is throbbing. Is it still off limits?” he whispers back, our faces so close I can feel his jaw flex as he speaks.
“Stroke it,” I whisper before biting his earlobe. Dragging my tongue down his neck, I feel his fist tap my ass cheeks, first slowly, as he strokes his throbbing member.
“Fuck!” he grunts as my teeth graze along his jaw, his hand now moving more quickly, causing my ass to shake violently with every collision.
“You better not cum,” I warn him before biting his earlobe harshly.
“Ow!” he yells, pulling my h
air, bringing my neck to his mouth before lacing sloppy kisses from my shoulder to my ear.
“Ahhh!” I shriek, giggles taking over as he tickles and arouses me at the same time.