Page 37 of The Power Play

The man sure as shit knows what he’s doing, I almost doubt his supposed lack of experience. Too bad I don’t care at this moment because the way he’s making me feel erases every other thought from my mind. He laps at my wetness before plunging his tongue inside me and licking everywhere he can reach. Hehas one hand gripping my thigh tightly, while the other presses down on my lower stomach to hold me down.

When he moves up to pay special attention to my clit again, it only takes a couple flicks of his tongue, suction, and the vibration of a moan. Then I’m crying out my orgasm consuming my whole body as he continues to work me through it. I feel like it goes on forever and that it’ll never end. Even when I feel myself coming down, the fact that Charlie is still licking softly just ensures the orgasm continues.

Finally, when I feel like I can’t take it anymore, I push him off. Both of us breathing heavily. I’m well aware of what I look like after I have an orgasm. My skin flushes, and eyes brighten. Charlie is looking at my chest where my hard nipples are only accentuated by the piercings there.

I smirk, rising up to my elbows. “You a fan of my piercings?”

“Fuck yeah I am, ever since I first saw them.”

“Want to touch them?”

His eyes shoot up to mine, the hunger there is so evident. “Please?”

“Go ahead,” I nod.

He doesn’t waste any time, diving in and sucking one into his mouth. It’s like there’s a direct line to my clit from where his mouth is on me. I moan, falling back onto the table as he works his mouth over my breast this time.

His hand comes up to my other one, rolling my nipple between his fingers, tugging slightly at my piercing the same moment his teeth clasp down. I cry out at the dual sensations, amix of pleasure and pain so fucking perfect he may get close to making me come just from this.

It’s so good. Too good. I’m wanting to fuck him but know that I can’t yet. I let him move his mouth over me for a few more minutes, switching sides to keep giving each of my nipples the same treatment, licking and biting, driving meinsane. I reach down and pull his face up to mine and crash my lips against his. Licking his tongue, and biting at his bottom lip.

He groans into my mouth and presses his body closer to mine. I feel his erection graze against my center, and he stiffens. I nip his lip to bring his attention back to me before putting some distance between our mouths.

“Don’t worry, I wouldn’t let you fuck me right now. You’re safe.” I comfort him with one more soft kiss to his lips.

He nods, but I take this as the cue for us to be done for the night.

Placing my hand on his chest I push him back lightly and he goes without argument, giving me enough room so I can jump off the table. My legs almost give out underneath me, but he catches my elbow, keeping me steady. I hold onto his arm, both so I don’t fall over and to keep his attention for a moment.

“How are you feeling?” I ask, seriously.

He considers me for a moment before answering, “Good. Really good.” He smiles, “Thank you.”

I smile up at him, “Good to know. Maybe this won’t be the last time we do something like this.”

“I’d prefer it if it wasn’t.”

I push onto my tiptoes, grazing my lips against his in a chaste kiss one more time before stepping out of his embrace.

I start to walk away, but then turn around to tell him, “By the way, I told your bitch of an ex that she may have had you before, but that you’re fucking me. Also, I may have said something about your cum being inside me. Especially now, knowing what she did to you makes what I said even better. Maybe she’ll get the hint and leave you alone.”

Before he can reply, I’m walking back toward my room. I glance over my shoulder one last time and say, “You know the rules. Good boys get rewarded. Goodnight, Charlie.”

17

Iwatch Audrey’s naked form retreat to her room. I’m so tempted to follow her and continue this. Lose myself in her for the rest of the night. Especially after what she just told me she said to Tabitha. My dick is screaming that it wants to fuck her. To do exactly what she told my ex we are doing. My head disagrees because I know I couldn’t go through with it. I froze the second I grazed her wetness like I was terrified I was just going to fall inside her or something and that was her plan all along.

I know that’s not the truth. I know she wouldn’t do that. Audrey isn’t Tabitha. I have condoms I know aren’t tampered with. I know realistically nothing would happen if we had sex, other than it would feel fucking amazing. Yet, I can’t seem to get my mind fully on board. Not yet, anyway.

“You’re safe,” her words continue to ring through my head. She understands what I need but didn’t push for things to go further. Which only makes me want to try with her even more.

Instead of busting into her room and giving in like I want to, I scoop up the clothes from the floor, including hers. And take them all into my room, vowing I’m just going to wash hers, but I find myself smelling the little shorts she was wearing that are drenched with her arousal. Fuck, I can still taste her on my tongue. I slide the fabric down to my cock, rubbing myself with them.

The thought of her spit all over me, has me pumping my hand harder. I think about everything that happened. Her mouth wrapped around my cock, licking and sucking like I was the best thing she’s ever tasted.GodI’ve never had a blowjob like that in my life. She knew exactly what I wanted.

Then I think about when I got to finally touch her.Taste her.How she melted for me, came apart for me. It doesn’t take long as I replay what happened in my dining room before, I’m groaning my release with her name on my lips as I spill into her underwear. I feel deprived, like I’m going insane. And yet I have a feeling she would like it.

I hope she heard me. I want her to know I touched myself thinking of her. Wishing it was with her again. Then using her piece of clothing to catch my cum. While I catch my breath, I realize how eager I was and didn’t make it any further than the middle of my room before needing to jack myself off at the thought of her. I’m like a teenager again, needing to touch my dick the second I have the chance.

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