“Where?”
“There.”
I waited for her to actually say it. Because this was silly. We were adults, consenting adults, and I wanted her to use adult language. Finally, she looked over her shoulder and glared daggers.
“I want you to touch my pussy.”
“Good girl,” I praised, rubbing her ass gently. “Was that so hard?”
Every muscle tensed. “Yes.”
I swept her hair out of her face and slid her off my lap to her knees. She looked up at me, mascara streaking down her cheeks.Fuck.My cock pulsed in response.
My imagination was running wild. The things I wanted to do with her.Toher.
“Fuck,” I mumbled, wiping her face gently. “Are you okay?”
“I didn’t use my word, did I?” she asked, grabbing my hand. I paused, letting her guide it until she brought my fingers to her mouth.
“That’s not the point of this type of power exchange,” I whispered, my voice gravelly. “If you say your safe word, then everything stops. Because it’s for your safety. So you don’t get hurt. I don’t want to harm you.”
“You’re not harming me.”
She swiped her tongue over the same fingers that’d just been touching her pussy.
“I want you,” she said. “I brought you home with me, remember?”
My cock jumped as she sucked my fingers. It was a pleasant surprise. I cradled the back of her head with my free hand, holding her in place as I shoved my fingers deeper. She moaned, her eyes rolling back as I pushed them to the back of her throat, but she wasn’t gagging yet.
I felt her muscles seize and drew my fingers back, hooking her cheek.
“You are too fucking sexy,” I said.
Her breaths were rapid. “I want more.”
“I know.”Me too.“Take off all your clothes.”
She tucked her hair behind her ear and then lifted her dress, pulling it free. All that was left now was her bra. I drank in every inch of her from her soft thighs to her stomach and hips to her full breasts as she got rid of the bra too. She sat naked in front of me, kneeling on the floor, her pussy wet and needy, her gaze raking me over coals of lust.
“What about you?” she asked curiously.
“You don’t worry about me. For once, you don’t need to worry about anyone else.”
Her shoulders finally relaxed as she let my words soak in. I closed the distance between us, crushing her mouth against mine. She moaned softly as she took our kiss deeper, her tongue fighting against mine until she truly gave up control.
It was taking every ounce of restraint not to undo my fly, put her on the bed, and fuck her. My cock raged, all my blood flowing directly toward it. I wanted to fuck her endlessly, but I wanted to take my time. I didn’t know if there would be another moment like this with her, and so I wasn’t going to rush it.
Her arms wound around my neck. I grunted and lifted her, pulling her legs around my waist. The heat of her pussy rested against my straining cock, her hips rocking as she held onto me, grinding against me.
Fuck.
Maybe I couldn’t be patient. Fuck, maybe I wasn’t as well-behaved as I’d believed. I wrapped my arms around her, covering her mouth as I drew us to the center of the bed. “I can’t take this anymore,” I growled.
“What are you?—”
I flipped her around, her ass pressing against my cock, still muffling her with one hand while the other slid over her pussy.
Pepper whimpered, pushing her ass back against me as I slid two fingers against her clit. Her muscles strained, her voice lost as I pinned her leg with mine, trapping her while I rubbed her clit in quick circles.