Delicate Surrender (Club Temptation)

“You.” The word falls without thought from my mouth. I like the cat and mouse game. The chase is what makes me hard. It seems this little one is just as intrigued by the tension between us as I am.

“Then kiss me,” she taunts with a small smile. As shy as she is, there’s a fire that blazes in her expression. Her eyes are locked on me, waiting, her lips part slightly, and her small pink tongue darts out to lick along the plump rosy flesh.

Fuck.

“Are you trying to top from the bottom, little one?” I question with a smile.

She regards me with a curious stare. Her smile turns her mouth upward at the corners and makes me grin. The tension between us is palpable, and I want nothing more than to take her, but the anticipation is what I live for. A game of chase.

“Not at all, Sir,” she murmurs softly, and I know she’s attempting to taunt me. My cock is throbbing against my zipper. My whole body needs her, just her. No restraints, whips, and toys, but tonight is about the game.

Oliver’s hands come to my shoulders from behind, and he leans in, his mouth at my ear. “I’m waiting at the bar for you. I need you to do this.” I’m not sure why he’s retreating from the scene, but he’s probably seen something between us that I haven’t yet. Oliver Michaelson is perceptive. And that’s why he’s been such a good friend.

I push away from the door, leaving him to talk to the pretty girl. “Obey, behave, and enjoy it,” he tells her. “And don’t be afraid. This,” he says, waving his hand in the air, “is merely a room, you are in control, always. Okay, cupcake?”

She blushes deeply and nods. “Thank you, O.”

With a nod, my friend leaves, and we’re alone.

“On your knees,” I order after the door shuts and her obedience is evident when she drops to her knees in her pretty dress.

“Are you sure you’re ready for this?” she challenges, pointing to the bed that’s sitting against the wall. “Or are you more inclined to take me to dinner first?”

“I want you aching for me, dripping down those delicious thighs before I lap all your juices from your cunt. Then I’m going to make you scream as I fuck you, relentlessly.”

Her cheeks darken at my words, and I trail my hand over her cheek as I cup the smoothness of her face. My thumb dips between her lips, and she sucks me in, earning her a growl.

“Open your mouth.”

She obeys my order, which doesn’t help the hardness in my slacks. The zipper hisses before I’m fisting my hard cock as I point it right at her tongue that’s waiting. The moment her plump lips wrap around my shaft, I almost empty my seed in her mouth.

“Play with your pussy. I want to watch.”

She toys with her pussy, the hemline of her dress at her hips, and I’m left staring at both her wide green eyes along with those fingers dipping into her body as she makes herself edge upward to the cliffside, and I know soon enough, she’s going to find her release.

“Look at me, I want to see you come apart,” I growl, my voice low and gravelly as I order her to obey. Pulling my wet cock from her mouth, I bask in her pleasure as a mewl of pleasure falls from her mouth.

“Oh, God.” Her whimpers are like fuel to a fire that’s already raging inside of me. I’ve never been so intoxicated by a woman before. Her hips roll, her body riding her fingers as she pumps them in and out. The juices coating her fingers are evidence that she’s close.

“You’re beautiful, come for me,” I murmur, while crouching down, as short breaths tumble quickly from her, and I steal them as I press a kiss to her mouth. Her body shudders, and I insert a finger into her beside two of hers, feeling her pulse around my digits. It’s a beautiful sight to see as she flies apart.

I still my hand, but her body is still convulsing as she rides out her orgasm. I allow her the control and bask in her release. When her eyes meet mine, I take note of how glassy they are. Her pupils are dilated, and I can’t stop myself from lifting her and moving to the bed, dropping her on the mattress before I lean in to run my tongue along her slit.

Sweet and decadent.

She’s delicious.

A treat for me to devour.

I can’t believe I’ve done this with her, making her come, tasting her, and I know nothing about her except for the fact she wanted one night. Lifting my gaze, I meet hers, and as she watches me, she smiles.

“Thank you.” Her words make every inch of my body burn for more. My cock is so painfully hard, I can’t think straight.