"Now ask me what I'm going to do to you." She opened her mouth, but could only pant. He tightened his hold on her hair. "Ask me, Say, 'What are you going to do to me.'" She swallowed, "What...what are you going to do to me?" He wheeled her to one side, all the while keeping his hips tight to her ass. "You see that sink, Jane?"
"I'm going to bend you over that sink and make you hold on to the sides. Then I'm going to pull your pants off."
From out of nowhere an orgasm came bearing down on her, the momentum carried forward by the rasp of his voice in her--
"Oh no you don't." He backed off from her body. "You don't come now. When I say you can, you will. Not before. Now say the words I want to hear."
Disoriented and aching, she sagged as the need to release receded. "What's next..."
"I'm going to get on my knees, run my hands up the backs of your thighs, and spread you open for my tongue."
The orgasm rushed back at her, making her legs tremble. "No," he said in a growl. "Not now. And only when I say."
|1.||Reading Between the Wines (Host)||3.||CS Maxwell ~ Where's My Muse?|
|2.||My Secret Romance||4.||Amanda J. Greene|