My shyness was at war with how desperate I was for relief. “I thought I was just supposed to lie here and enjoy what you give me?”
“I’d rather you demand what you desire so I can give you exactly what you need instead.” He slid another finger into me as he continued working me with a patience I didn’t share.
“Wait, are you saying you want me to tell you to suck my dick?”
He chuckled at my question. “If that’s what you wish for me to do for you.”
“But isn’t it demeaning if I do that?” I bit my lower lip as worry encroached on my arousal. “I hate being bossy.”
He caressed my thigh with his other hand to comfort me. “It would bring me enormous pleasure if you were to command me.”
“But wouldn’t I sound like a huge asshole doing that?”
“Non, because you ask for so little. Knowing I’m the only person you trust to demand I do things for you is incredibly arousing to me.”
I tried to wrap my mind around what he was saying. “It would turn you on if I demanded that you blow me?”
“Oui. I would obey with tremendous joy.”
As he ghosted over the spot that made me shiver, I caved to my body’s demands. “In that case,pleasesuck my dick.”
Armand rewarded me by doing what I asked. He put on a show of letting me slide deep into his mouth, teasing the head while stroking the rest of me with his free hand. I arched under him with a cry, straining against my restraints as my hips moved without my permission. He worked my length with an enthusiasm that made it a struggle for me to stay silent and still. As he worked another finger into me, I pushed against him to draw him in deeper.
The combined stimulation ensured I wouldn’t last long. When he applied pressure to the spot that always caused me to see stars, I came with a loud gasp. He drank me down, then licked me clean.
My orgasm made it easier to say what I wanted. “Please get inside me.”
“I already am.” He curled his fingers within me as a reminder.
“You know what I mean.” I shimmied with a tiny growl I couldn’t believe came out of my mouth. “Are you going to make me say it out loud?”
“Tell me what you want.”
I groaned. “But it sounds so vulgar.”
“That’s okay. I enjoy vulgar.” His smirk further emphasized how much he liked it.
While I was uncomfortable demanding it, I needed it to happen more. “Please fuck me with your dick.” I wasn’t about to risk something weird by not being specific.
He withdrew his fingers, leaving me feeling empty. “With great pleasure.” Slicking himself with lube, he held up my legs to allow him to penetrate me. He took his time sliding into me before he pulled out almost to the tip, then pushed in again.
It didn’t satisfy the ache inside me. “Harder,please.” He obliged me with more forceful movements, but the slow pace wasn’t working for me. I hooked my legs around his waist and tried to take control of the speed, but it didn’t help. It left me with no choice but to ask for more. “And faster, too.”
Obeying without question, he gave me what I was after. My body moved to his rhythm, but I tugged on the restraints from my instinctual urge to touch him somehow. I clenched my hands into tight fists as he worked me into a frenzy, bringing my arousal back faster than I thought possible. When he shifted angles, I couldn’t hold in my cry. “Right there! Oh,fuck! Please, just like that!Yes!” It was great but still not enough. The pleasure and his positive reactions made it easier for me to be bolder. “Please touch me!”
Armand started caressing me all over. My muscles were taut as the tingle built up inside me again, like a rubber band that was about to snap. I only needed a little more to send me over the edge. “I’m begging you, touch my dick!” When he trailed his fingers along the underside of my length, the growl that escaped me would have stunned me if I wasn’t so worked up. “Not like that!”
“And how would you prefer me to touch you,mon petit chou?”
My needs were too powerful to be shy. “Please jerk me off. I’m so close, I just need—” I cut myself off with a whine low in my throat. It pushed me to my limits when he wrapped his hand around my hard-on to work it with firm strokes. “Fuckingyes!”
I gripped him tighter with my thighs as I pulled on my restraints with a groan. I’d go out of my mind if I didn’t get relief soon. “Please let me come, I’m begging you,please!”
Armand shifted positions and hit deeper than before. I couldn’t stop myself from getting louder as I edged on the precipice of my second orgasm. When he brushed his thumb over the head with a slight twist, my back arched off the bed as I climaxed hard with a shout.
I gasped for air as I tried to remember how to breathe after my intense release. My last functioning brain cell reminded me there was one more thing I needed to demand to satisfy Armand. “Please come inside me!”
He pushed in deep before he came, making both of us moan.
