Staring down at Lucybreathless on the bed, I marveled at how stunning she looked with her flushed skin and kiss-swollen lips. I knew the little game we played downstairs at dinner wasn’t fair. Hell, she didn’t even know the rules, thus ensuring she had no chance of winning.
Well, that wasn’t entirely true.
I didn’t know how she could view a hands-free orgasm as losing. But then again, she didn’t quite get there—a fact I was acutely aware of and planned to exploit. It didn’t matter that I was rock hard—I intended to play with my food before I ate it.
Grasping the control in my pocket, I tapped the button again, reveling in the sight of Lucy as her blue eyes widened and her body arched on the bed. Her hips shifted, finally able to enjoy the pleasure the panties provided, but I watched for signs she was about to fall apart. The second her toes began to curl in her open-toe heels and her eyes drifted closed, I pressed the button to turn it off.
Lucy gripped the covers so tightly that her knuckles turned white as she whined, “Please, Sir.”
“Did you really think it would be that easy?” I taunted.
The reality of my plan of attack this evening sunk in, and those twin blue flames flared. It would be exquisite torture bringing her to the edge of release repeatedly before backing off, but she knew as well as I did that it would result in an orgasm so intense it would rival all others.
Pulling at the knot of my bow tie, I slipped it through my collar before working down my shirt, undoing the buttons.
Needing to hear her say it, I commanded, “Tell me who you belong to, Princess.”
Her greedy gaze drank in each inch of my chest as it was revealed. Licking her lips, she replied, “You, Sir. Only you.”
Rewarding her for answering correctly, I allowed her another twenty seconds of feeling the buzzing between her thighs. “Good girl,” I praised as I turned it off again, watching her pupils dilate even further at my words.
What could I say? I was a sucker for a submissive with a praise kink.
Shirtless, I crawled over her body on the bed before sucking a nipple through the black silk dress she wore, before biting it gently, eliciting a breathy moan from Lucy’s lips. I’d watched her change after she ruined the red dress with her arousal and knew that while she wore panties, there was no bra underneath. Once the fabric was soaked through, I thumbed the sensitive peak, letting the friction of the silk gliding over it fan the fire undoubtedly simmering right beneath the surface.
When she was writhing beneath me, I turned her on her side, pulling the zipper down her back before easing the smooth silk from her body and discarding it on the floor. Now, all that was left were the special black lace panties I’d gifted her earlier this evening, but I couldn’t hold back the primal desire to see herbare. Gripping the sides, I pulled, yanking the fabric away from her body until the sound of ripping threads filled the air.
Eyeing the shredded panties, I growled, “That’s better.”
My cock was throbbing, begging to be buried deep within her hot pussy, but it would have to wait. Pressing it into the mattress to relieve some of the ache, I kissed a path down her body from her breasts to her mound.
Inhaling deeply, I dropped my forehead to her belly. “Fuck, Princess. You smell incredible. Let’s see if you taste as good as I remember.”
Moving down further, I held her thighs open with my hands, baring her glistening pink pussy for my viewing. Her clit was swollen, no doubt from the earlier attention of the vibrator pressed flush against it all night. I wanted nothing more than to tug that little bud between my teeth and make her scream, but tonight was all about the tease.
Taking my time, I tantalized her with my tongue and my lips, circling but never quite focusing my attention on her clit, no matter how she shifted her thighs, silently begging for it. I watched as her pussy clenched, desperately needing to be filled.
Soon, Princess, but not yet.
Placing a soft kiss right over the hood of her clit, I heard Lucy gasp. I barely had grazed it with my lips, and she was dangerously close to exploding. Maybe it was time for a little detour until it calmed down.
Kissing the inside of her thigh, I rubbed the sensitive flesh with the sides of my jaw, relishing the knowledge that the scruff of my short beard would leave the skin red and raw. Tomorrow, she would feel me with every step she took, a reminder of who she belonged to. The moans I heard from above spurred me on, and I added a little love bite to the reddened skin, marking her.
Lucy grew restless, her body squirming against the sheets. Desperation looked good on her. If not for the pressing need to claim her, I could have toyed with her all night.
Easing two fingers inside her, I relished the sound of her breathy groan as her walls squeezed tightly around me. She tried to ride my hand, but I placed an arm over her hips, keeping them immobile. Lucy would take what I offered, nothing more.
Pumping slowly into her silken depths, I watched for the subtle cues her body gave. Her thighs began to tremble, squeezing together to trap my hand, and I knew she was right on the brink. Cruelly, I pulled my hand away just as I felt the first tremors of her climax from within.
“You fucking asshole,” Lucy growled.
Glancing up, she was near feral, baring her teeth in sexual frustration. The way her chest rose and fell as she huffed out breaths with her nostrils flared reminded me of a fire-breathing dragon. She was fired up, and I had her just where I wanted.
I was torn between amusement and the need to turn her over my knee and spank her ass for daring to speak to me that way. Never in my life had I laid a hand on a woman, but damn if I wasn’t tempted beyond belief right now. Knowing her, she’d enjoy every second of it, and that would defeat the purpose.
Sitting up, she reached for me, desperate for anything more, but I left her on the bed, standing to the side to remove the rest of my clothes. When my cock bounced free, she licked her lips, and I had to stifle a groan. I knew what she wanted, and I wanted to give it to her, but maybe next round. I wasn’t done with her yet, and I needed to feel her squeezing the life out of my cock as she came around it.
Resuming my place above her, I nestled into the cradle of her thighs, allowing her slickness to coat my cock. Reaching down, I hooked one of her legs around my hip before rolling over sothat she was above me, straddling my lower abdomen as my dick nestled against the pillowy cushion of her ass.
