“No.” I shook my head back and forth. “Go upstairs and wait for me. I want you on your knees with your pussy facing the door and your face buried in the pillow when I get there.”
I gave Melanie a light slap on her ass, and she groaned before she finally started walking towards the stairs. Even a gentle tap was enough to send some vibrations into her pussy that left a lingering feeling of torment. I used the time that it took her to go upstairs to get control of my thoughts. I was torn between just letting her punishment be over and continuing it. I knew it would be difficult for her, but she was already at a level of discomfort that I didn’t expect her to experience until she had felt my lips on her skin. It was tough for me too—I liked the dynamic, but my feelings for her were so strong that I just wanted to hold her in my arms.
I can’t give in. She needs this—otherwise she wouldn’t have asked for it.
I got my composure, stripped off the rest of my clothes, and walked up to the bedroom. Melanie was in position—exactly where I told her to be. Her pussy was so wet that the lust had begun to drip—and was smeared between her thighs. I wanted a taste of that so bad my cock started to get hard again. I contained the desire and walked to the edge of the bed. She tensed up, but she was so excited that she was trembling.
“I’m going to kiss every square inch of your body.” I let my fingers drag along the small of her back. “I’m going to spend hours savoring everything except your pussy.”
“Oh god…” She muttered into the pillow.
“I will let you come though—eventually.” I slid my hand down to her ass, then traced my way up to her neck.
I pulled my hand away and pressed my lips to Melanie’s neck. I felt goosebumps immediately. My lips teased her skin—my tongue flicked against her earlobe—and I even gave it a light nibble before I move to her shoulders. She trembled—quivered—and came close to hyperventilating when my lips got to her inner thighs. I traced her skin with my lips and my tongue like every single centimeter of it needed to be memorized by my kiss. I let her feel the heat of my breath on her pussy—traced a wide enough circle to avoid letting her feel real pleasure—then gave her clit one single flick of my tongue.
“Oh, sweet fucking hell!” Her entire body jerked, and she nearly orgasmed, but it wasn’t enough, even with all the teasing.
“Turn over.” I pulled the restraints free from her wrist.
“Please say you’re done punishing me?
?” She rolled over, and I realized that the pure need in her sapphire-blues had almost brought her to tears.
“No.” I shook my head back and forth. “Just halfway—lock your hands on the top of your head and close your eyes.”
Melanie hesitated for a moment, but she did what I asked—and I had a whole new canvas to explore. I started at her neck again—and spent a lot of time teasing her nipples with my tongue before I moved on from them. She was no longer trembling; she was writhing on the bed with the need burning inside her with so much heat her skin was almost sizzling. I kept going—kept pushing her towards the conclusion of her punishment, but I didn’t follow the same pattern as before. I never let her know where the next kiss would land—never let her know where she would feel my tongue before it was already against her skin. So much time passed that my cock was beginning to throb. I wanted to be inside of her so fucking bad. It was turning into punishment for me too—but I held on until the last inch of skin had been tormented.
“Open your eyes…” I took a step back from the bed.
“You’re so cruel—where has this side of you been hiding?” She looked at me with disbelief resonating in her sapphire-blues.
“You asked for it,” I growled my response. “Do you feel like you’ve been punished now?”
“Yes!” She nodded quickly. “Way more than I expected…”
“Then it’s the last time we’re going to talk about what happened at the office. Agreed?” I tilted my head to the side. “It’s over—there’s no reason to dwell on it.”
“You’ve more than convinced me.” She nodded again.
“Good—then maybe we can pick up where we left off before you derailed our evening.” I climbed into bed and put my hand on her thigh.
I kissed Melanie and moved between her thighs. There was an unnatural hunger in the way she kissed me—it was raw and so primal that our bodies seared together immediately. I buried my cock in her pussy—gave her three quick thrusts—and she orgasmed so hard the bed shook. It was so strong that it was almost enough to make me come too but not quite enough. I started to pick up speed, and she orgasmed again—then another one surged from within her before I could even get a rhythm going.
“Fuck…” I leaned forward. “You may be begging for me to stop before I even get to come—I wasn’t going to make that a part of your punishment.”
“I don’t think it’s possible for me to come enough to ask to stop.” She purred into my ear. “Keep going—please…”
Our bodies slammed together and made a symphony of passion that was so beautiful it was harmonic. The punishment was definitely over, and it consumed the chaos that had been bothering her since our conversation at the office. All that was left was the bliss that had been there since the moment we met. I drove my cock deep inside her—made her g-spot roar with pleasure—and it wasn’t long until I was ready to come. I started thrusting harder, and the rhythm got erratic, but it still pulled us both into heavenly euphoria. I didn’t know how many times she had orgasmed up until that point, but I realized that the teasing had done something else to me—I needed one more release before I could stop. I kept thrusting without missing a beat after my lust had been drained.
“I think punishing me turned you on too…” She met my stare and grinned.
“Next time, you might not even have to do anything wrong to get me to I tie you up.” I squeezed her wrists and kept driving my cock into her pussy. “But we can call it punishment if you want…”
“It definitely wasn’t the punishment I had in mind when I asked for it…” Her head rolled back, and she moaned.
“Oh? What did you think I was going to do?” I leaned forward and kissed her neck, which made her pussy lightly spasm on my length.
“I don’t know…” she exhaled sharply. “I thought you might spank me or something.”