Page 88 of Just a Number

He’d usually go the long way home from anywhere if we’re on the bike together, but he must be impatient for what I have planned because it’s not long before we pull up on the driveway. He steadies the bike as I climb down and take my helmet off. Ileave my skirt ruched up around my thighs and enjoy the way his gaze smoulders as he looks me up and down once he’s removed his helmet.

“Come on.” I turn and head to the door to unlock it before placing my helmet in its cubby hole on the way past. We stand close in the hallway, unzipping our jackets and removing our shoes. His well-worn leather jacket over the smart shirt and slacks he chose for the event is a hot combination. I step up so our toes touch and place my hand on his chest, above his heart.

I’ve really stepped into the role of a switch over the last year since he came back. I love it when I submit to him, letting him take charge and doing whatever he wants to me. There’s beauty in surrender, especially when it comes from a place of complete trust and love.

But nights like these, where I step into a power I didn’t even know I held until I met him, are special. There’s an energy flowing through my veins, knowing he’s willing to be at my complete mercy.

“Let’s go upstairs,” I tell him in a low whisper. I go first, enjoying the sensation of his gaze burning into my thighs and rear. When we reach the bedroom, I step towards the bed, perching on the edge. He stands in front of me, familiar with how this works now and patiently awaits my command. “Strip.”

He unbuttons his shirt slowly, easing it from where it’s tucked into his slacks. After taking it off, he places it on the end of the bed before undoing his trousers and easing them down his legs. His stiff cock is evident in his boxers and I lick my lips at the thought of drawing him into my mouth and blowing his mind.

He stands close to me as he eases the underwear down his thighs, his pierced cock pointing proudly skywards. Once he’s completely bare, I take my time looking at him.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I choke out, overwhelmed by everything that’s happened tonight. “I love you.”

His gaze pierces mine with its intensity. “I can’t even begin to say how much I love you, Melody. I don’t have the right words. You’re everything to me. Let me worship you.”

“Ask nicely,” I demand. He drops to his knees at my feet, his hands rest on his thighs and he dips his head in submission.

“Please, Ma’am, let me worship you.” His voice is raspy and low, causing a shiver to run through me.

“I’ll allow it,” I tell him. I stand, reaching up under my skirt to pull my underwear down my legs, kicking them to the side, before I tip his chin upwards. “Show me how much you love me. Don’t stop until I’ve come all over your face.”

His hands come up to my thighs, pushing my skirt even higher, baring me to him. He leans forward and draws in a deep breath as he lets out a low moan.

“You smell delicious,” he whispers just before his mouth makes contact. He covers my mound in kisses before moving lower. He grips my thigh, bringing it up to rest on his shoulder and opening me up for him. He dives in like he’s ravenous, tonguing my already slick pussy in sheer enjoyment. I hold on to his shoulders and ease a hand into his hair as he devours me. His tongue circles my clit and I let out a gasp as he plunges a finger into me, rubbing at my G-spot, making my eyes roll back in my head.

“Fuck, Alex,” I moan, a mass of sensation. He knows how to drive me wild, whether it be folding me in half and railing me into next week or taking his time and working me up into a frenzy. I’ll never tire of all the ways we come together and come undone.

My orgasm builds quickly, intensified by the sight of him on his knees. It never gets old. My legs quake and a long moan escapes my lips as my pussy quivers with its release. I pant, trying to catch my breath as he takes one last long lick, lapping up all of my juices and smacking his lips in delight. He gentlysets my foot back on the ground, smoothing his hand up over my calf to help steady me. I close my eyes for a moment, seeking my equilibrium.

When I open them, he’s staring up at me with adoration on his face. “Thank you,” he whispers, then adds, “Ma’am.” My hand grips his chin and I grant him the reward of my contented cat-got-the-cream smile.

“You did good,” I tell him. “Onto the bed now. I’m going to ride your cock.” I step back to give him room, but he still brushes as much of his body against mine as possible when he rises to his feet and moves past me to lie in the middle of the king-size bed. My tongue flicks out to lick my lips as I look my fill.

He watches on through lowered lashes as I remove my blouse and skirt and then unclip my bra and ease each of the stockings down my legs before I climb beside him. I straddle his legs at the knees and enjoy the small knit of his brows at the odd position.Good, I want to take him by surprise.I lower my head and lick his cock from base to tip in one smooth movement. His hands grip the bedcovers at his sides—he knows he has to wait for permission to touch me. But I just need to drive him a little bit wild first.

I take the head of him into my mouth, hollowing my cheeks with the suction. The low groan that escapes him makes my pussy clench. But she’s just had hers. She can wait.

I kiss my way down his shaft as I shift to settle between his legs. The position gives me better access to draw one of his balls into my mouth to suck. He whimpers. I give him all my attention, using my tongue to swirl patterns as I suck before switching to the other one.

“Please, please, can I touch you?” he begs.

I release his ball with a pop and he shudders.

“In a moment.” I like making him wait. It drives him crazy.

“Please, I need…” His voice trails off as I go back to sucking the head of his cock, teasing his piercing with my tongue before taking him deep in the back of my throat with a hum. I trail my fingers up his thighs and reach down to stroke his taint. His hips lift from the bed as he arches his back.

Careful not to let this power play make me lose my head, I ease back from his cock and lift my head to watch him. He stares at me, his eyes burning with intense need.Just how I like him.

“Ready?” I ask in my more dominant tone.

“Yesssss, please,” he hisses out as I continue to massage his taint. I give his cock a kiss before I move up his body to straddle his hips.

I rise up to notch his hard cock at my entrance. I’ve been on birth control for months now, but it still feels novel to have him bare inside me, filling me with his cum.

I sink down slowly and our moans almost harmonise. Fuck, he stretches me so good. The piercing at the head of his cock stroking my insides as I take him deep. When I’m seated completely, I pause.

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