Page 47 of Property of Mercy
“Is that so?Well, answer me now.Have you been good enough to ride my cock?”he demands.
“I have,” I start, and just like always, the filter from brain-to-mouth is gone.“But if I haven’t, I know you’ll give me the best punishment.”I finish by grinding down on his jean-covered cock.
Mercy’s eyes flare out and I see the moment all control snaps.He stands suddenly with a hand on my ass to keep me from falling.He lets my body slide down his, ramping up my need for this man even more.When I’m on my feet, he grips my hair, tilting my head to look up at him.
“Take your shorts off.When you’re done, stand here with your arms behind your back until I give you further instruction.”His demand holds a promise of pain if I disobey, causing my pussy to weep.
“Yes sir,” I breathe out.He kisses me hard on the mouth before releasing me and walking away.
I quickly do as he says.Stripping off my shorts, I stand with my hands behind my back.I can hear Mercy moving around behind me.With each sound of him taking off clothing, boots, and removing stuff from his pockets, my anticipation grows.I hear his desk chair being pulled out, making it beyond difficult not to turn around to see exactly what he is doing.
“Turn around Little Lamb,” he calls.
When I turn around, my knees go weak at the sight in front of me.Mercy is sitting in his office chair stark naked.His legs are spread wide, and he is running his hand up and down his erection.My pussy clinches with need while my mouth waters with the want to taste him.I fight the instinct to go over to him.He gives me time to take him in.
“Do you understand how truly fucking beautiful you are?Standing there, eyes alight with need and want as you scan my body.Watching you subtlety squeeze those thighs together to find just a little relief … mmm …” His words slide over me, stoking my need.
I don’t say anything at all to his words.I give him a slight nod in confirmation.
“On your knees,” he snaps out.
I don’t react at first, caught off guard by his words.
“Do we need to revisit the fact I do not like to repeat myself?”he cocks an eyebrow in question.
“No sir,” I say softly, slowly dropping to my knees.
“Fuck, you’re a fucking wet dream on your knees.”The awe in his voice warms my chest.
“Please Mercy.”I’m not above begging at this point.
He cricks his finger on the hand not running up and down his cock.“Come here, Little Lamb.”
I want to stand to my feet and walk over to him, but I know that is not what he wants right now.Placing my hands on the floor in front of me, I crawl toward him.I make it between his knees and sit back on my heels with my hands on my thighs, waiting for more instructions.Mercy smirks down at me, leaving me to sit there and watch him pleasure himself.I have to ball my hands into fists to keep from reaching out to touch him.
“Tell me again what it is you want, Little Lamb.”
“Currently, I want to take your cock into my mouth and then when you're close to coming, I want to crawl up into your lap and slide your long, thick cock into my wet pussy.Then I want to ride you until we’re both coming.”I stare him down so there is no mistake about what I want.
“Show me,” is all he says before I act.
I get up on my knees, taking his cock into my hand at the base before taking him into my mouth.I suck his hard cock exactly like he taught me the last time we did this.He reaches out, fisting my hair, pulling me off his cock and to my feet.A satisfied smile crawls across my face as I lift one leg and then the other up over his thighs.
I slowly lower myself onto his cock, taking him slowly.He stretches me to the point of pain so good that I throw my head back in pure pleasure.Mercy guides my hips in the perfect rhythm that brings us both to the edge.Just as I’m about to come, he changes the rhythm and angle.
“Mercy, please, I can’t wait any longer.Please let me come?”I beg him.
“You come when I say and when I do,” he snaps, running his hand up between my breast to apply my very own five-finger necklace.“Be a good girl and rub that clit of yours.”
He pulls me nose-to-nose.“You will not come until I say you can.Do I make myself clear?”
“Yes Sir,” I nod.
I do as he says, reaching between us to rub my clit.Mercy used the hold he has on my hip to set the rhythm he needs to get him to the finish line.He uses his hold to pull me in for a kiss.I get so lost in his kiss that before I know it, he snatches me away from him.
“Fucking now, Ainsley.Come with me right now,” he roars, throwing his head back and applying the exact pressure I need to throw myself over the edge.I scream out my release, collapsing on his chest when we’re done.
A knock on the door breaks our moment.
