Page 57 of Rebellion

Who’s Your Mama?

I secured each of hisfeet, lingering over the strong muscles in his legs. I’d never gotten an opportunity to play with his body before. I was going to take all the time in the world now.

My fingers danced up his leg and I should have teased him a little, but I wanted to see his cock hard and hot for me. I wondered for a half a second where his piercings had gone. They were hot and I hoped to convince him to get them back, but later. I gripped the base and held him tight, then oh, so gently, blew a long, soft puff of air up and down.

If Gray had taught me anything in my Domme training, it was patience. Sure, I could suck him into my mouth here and now, get him hard in seconds, but while I wanted to see his cock engorged and ready for me, I’d do it my way.

His legs jerked. “Angel, suck me.”

I tsked. “You’re not in charge this time. I’m going to suck your cock long and hard, but when I say.”

He threw his head back and breathed out a growl.

I snagged a bottle of edible lube and drizzled some on his cock and my hand, stroking up and down until he was slick and hard. That’s what I liked to see. I blew on his skin again knowing the air on the wet lube would cause a riot of sensation for him.

Gray’s breathing notched up to a more rapid pace but he didn’t say anything. Let’s just see what I could get him to say.

I swirled my thumb around the head and then back and forth over the sensitive vee below the rim. “Why did you leave?”

The muscles in his legs trembled and he groaned. Was it a groan to hide, not wanting to tell me or pleasure? Maybe both.

A drop of pre-come pooled and I longed to lick it up. But not yet. I moved between his legs and knelt there, his cock before me, awaiting more of my torture.

I needed him this way. Vulnerable for me.

He was hot and hard. Right where I wanted him. He’d given me some of his control, and I planned to use it to my advantage.

It was fun wielding this control over him. I continued to stimulate his rim with one hand and I circled the rest of his cock with the other, then slowly twisted, rotating my hands in opposite directions, sliding up and down and across his skin. His cock grew larger in my hands.

“Fuck, Angel. If you keep that up, I’m going to come in your hands and your fun will be over.”

Oh, no he wouldn’t. Not before I got my answers. “Don’t. Come.”

Gray lifted his head from the bed and glared at me. I’m not sure anyone had ever said those words to him before. He didn’t like it.

I did.

Even as he tried to level me with the power of his eyes locked on mine, the tremble in his legs grew.

I smiled and increased the pressure and speed. “Why did you leave?”

“I had to.” His answer came through gritted teeth.

Well, that was a bullshit answer. Time to up my game. I leaned forward and licked that pre-come that had grown at his tip. He was musky and so Gray. I sucked his head into my mouth and swirled my tongue across the underside of his cock.

His legs jerked again, and I heard the headboard jolt and creak. I suctioned and pulled away, his cock popped from my mouth with an audible sound.

“Why did you have to leave me?”

“Stop your questioning and teasing and torture. Fuck me, Angel. Ride me and let me shoot my cum deep inside of you. We both need it.”

Good try. I wanted more than hot sex from him. I wanted everything. But... patience is my well-learned virtue. “No. Not until you confess.”

Boom, here comes the Angelinish Inquisition.

My hands continued the rapid pace up and down, round and round. “Tell me, Gray. Why did you leave? Why did you eviscerate my heart?”

He held his breath and then forced it out in a slow, controlled hiss. “You. Didn’t. Need. Me.”

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