Page 130 of Call Me Sir

Hmmm. That’s an interesting thought. I don’t have anything to give as a counter argument to show that he’s been nothing but impatient since we’ve been together, however, I have to say being banished from his house for an entire week certainly spoke to his point.

Unless it’s just him being stubborn.

“Besides, I can last a long time with you.”

Now an answer springs quickly to my lips. “Not that you want to.”

Like a child, he sticks his tongue out at me.

I surprise him by swooping in and sucking his tongue, hard.

At first he grunts in shock, then lets me continue and a low rumble starts in his chest.

Releasing his tongue, I keep my hold on his body and push him to the bed where I lower myself on top of him, using my hips to grind into him. The music flows into the room and I move my body to the beat of the sound.

My arms rest above him and my lips explore his cheeks, his neck and after I start unbuttoning his vest and shirt, then his collarbone.

“I don’t go though,” he says breathlessly.

His ridiculousness makes me laugh. “Because I order you around and tell you not to.”

Cole shrugs. “Still counts.”

I shake my head.

“Maybe I need you then, to help keep me in line.”

Words are powerful and what he says does something to me. My dick goes fully erect and strains in my pants, begging to be released.

“I’ll happily keep you in line,” I whisper in his ear before nibbling on it.

His body quivers under mine.

“I think tonight you should lay back and let me take care of you, though.”

All the things I wanted to do to him tonight flash through my mind. My desire to stick to the plan wavers at the thought of watching him use my body however he wishes.

Propping myself up more, I met his gaze. “What do you have in mind?”

“I prefer show over tell.”

His coy smile wins me over.

“Alright.”

Forty Three

Cole

I fear I may have bitten off more than I can chew. Sal emanates raw sex and suave. I’m just a loud mouth.

Stripping in front of him, I slowly unbutton my shirt then pull the white tee over head. Then my pants are next and I unbutton them and set out. All the clothes are tossed on the floor carelessly. Next, it’s my boxers, which I slowly let my dick spring free.

Ah, it so badly wants to be the center of attention, and he was going to give it to me. I had to go and open my mouth.

My pity party comes to a halt when I watch his dick twitch in his pants.

Crawling over top of him, I start unbuttoning his pants and tug them down. His dick leaps again as I do it.

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