Good Girl

He smirks, pulling my hand away shifting so that he has a better view of my pussy.

“This cunt needs proper attention.” He says.

I nod. Yes she does.

“Not the pathetic teasing you just did.” He states.

My jaw drops. “I wasn’t…”

He silences me with a look. “I’m going to make you cum again Eden. I’m going to show you what it feels like when a man touches you.”

I nod. I’ve already experienced his kind of attention and I’m ready for more.

“I’m going to teach this pussy so many tricks she’ll never want to be touched by those little boys you mess around with anymore.”

“I only want to be touched by you.”

He raises an eyebrow. “Is that so?” He spreads my labia wide, exposing all of my inner flesh for him to see.

“You’ve got a very pretty cunt did you know that?”

I blush. I like that he likes it. Not that I really have any control over how I look but still.

He touches my clit. Strokes it for a second and I feel my body respond by getting wetter.

“So responsive.” He murmurs.

He starts circling, lightly, teasingly, I leak out more juices and he grins, enjoying as I fight my urge to move, my urge to writhe, my need for him to keep this going.

“When you cum you say my name, you hear me?” He says. I nod. I love how domineering he is. How controlling too. “You cum for me.”

“I cum for you.” I reply as he picks up speed, as he starts manipulating my body, forcing me to hurtle towards my conclusion.

“Dominic.” I gasp but I’m not cuming yet. I just need to affirm to myself that this is real, that this is happening, that I’ve not fallen into some crazy dream and I’ll wake in a hot needy mess without him.

“Ssssh.” He murmurs. “Trust me and I’ll give you everything you want.”

“I want you.” I say. “I only want you.”

He grins and his fingers send me over the edge, I shudder, I jerk, his body holds me as the coil inside me snaps and I have to bury my face in the pillow to stop my screams. But we both hear it anyway. We both hear his name on my lips.

“Good girl.” He says as I fall to pieces beneath him. He brushes the hair from my face. “That’s a good girl.” He says in a way that makes it sound like we’re done here. Like he’s given me my reward and now it’s over.

“Don’t go.” I say.

“I’m not.”

“Stay with me tonight.”

He sighs. “I can’t.”