Page 101 of Role Play
Ash
You… you did that on purpose,” Lucy said, her breath still ragged, erratic.“You knew I wouldfail.”
I grinned. No matter what had happened, we were still in a win-win scenario. “It was my job to try and make you come. It was your job to hold off until that ice melted. Guess I’m just better at myjob.”
She lifted a hand, smacking my arm and glared at me, daggers in hereyes.
I hissed, a noise of both disapproval and anticipation. “Time for your punishment.” Leaning in, I nibbled at my favorite spot—the base of her ear. Well, second favorite spot, maybe. “And I dare you to hit me again while in thisroom.”
Her eyes lit up and she moved to back away from me, but I just held her tighter, pulling her pelvis against mine. My cock was so fucking hard, I was surprised I hadn’t split the front seam of my pants.“This is playtime, remember?” I whispered, as a reminder. Just in case. Something told me Lucy needed the constant reminders. The punishments weren’t real. The anger wasn’treal.
She nodded. “Green.”
I sighed, relieved at the use of her word. Not only its use… but itsproperuse. She was learning. And God, that felt good. “I want you on the bed.” I released my hold on her and she scrambled for the bed, sitting at theedge.
Moving swiftly, I walked to my closet and swung open the door. Some people have goodie drawers? Here at LnS, you get a whole damn closet. Dragging my fingers across the various paddles, I settled on a flogger. Its tassels were made of leather straps, and wouldn’t hurt as much as the thicker, heavier leather flogger I also had. She wasn’t ready for thatyet.
Then, still clutching my flogger, I walked into my kitchen, grabbing a box of instantrice.
“What are you doing?” Lucy asked, and the anticipation in her voice mirrored my own. It was nervousness, yes, but there was more to the slight tremble of her tone.Excitement.
She watched me as I turned, the flogger in my clenched fist. The braided leather strap pressed into the skin of my palm and her eyes widened from behind those black frames ofhers.
“Relax,” I whispered, and poured a line of rice onto thefloor.
Lucy’s brows lowered, watching me cautiously. I yanked my shirt overhead, then tugged the button of my pants, shoving them down past my thighs until I was standing there in my boxerbriefs.
Her eyes widened as they traveled down my torso landing at my thick cock, still suppressed by the thin cotton of my underwear. I couldn’t help the smile tipping my mouth. That look she had? I never wanted that to disappear. And that desire to be with her was only growing stronger each time I sawher.
“Kneel on the rice with your hands behind your back,” I said. “And I want you to take these off of me… using yourmouth.”
I set the flogger at the foot of the bed and stood in front of Lucy. She did as she was told, such a good girl, and placed her hands once more behind her back. Without moving her hands, she slid off the bed to her knees, wincing as she landed on therice.
Her nose brushed just to the left of my hipbone as she scraped her teeth into the waistband. Moving her body, she tugged, and the elastic slid about an inch. She shifted to the other side, repeating this movement. Her jaw brushed my hard length and I sucked in a sharp breath as she exposed the tip of my cock to the cool air-conditionedroom.
She finished dragging the boxer briefs down, and once they cleared my thighs they fell the rest of the way to my ankles. I kicked them aside, my cock piercing forward. The veins thick and heavy, it pulsed toward her mouth, the tip red and swollen, ready for her sweetcunt.
She licked her lips, glancing up at me from over her glasses. Fuck, that look. So innocent. I wanted to ravage every part of her. Mouth, pussy, ass—I wanted it all. Over and over and over again. I’d never get tired of those sweet brown eyes, or those full lips, swollen from my bruising kisses. “Can I…” she swallowed, trailing off. “Can I lick you,Sir?”
A pleased hiss parted my lips and I gave her a nod, certain that if I tried to speak, it would come out raspy and incomprehensible.After composing my thoughts, I glanced at my watch. “You have two minutes,” Isaid.
She pushed her lips out in a pout. “Only twominutes?”
A smile flicked my lips. Kneeling on that rice may not be too bad right this second, but in a minute, she’d be singing a different tune. “Yes. Only two minutes. Starting…now.”
She opened her mouth, running her pink tongue slowly from root to tip, then swirled it around my head. Even though I gave her a time limit, she didn’t rush. Not even a little. As she pulled back, my pre-cum stuck to the tip of her tongue, connecting in a glistening line. “Fuck,” I whispered. “Take my cock in your mouth,” I said. “Suck me. Lick me. Bite me. But keep those hands behind your back. And if you make me come, you’re in bigtrouble.”
She didn’t wait for more instruction. Lunging forward, she wrapped her lips around my head, sucking my length until my cock hit the spongy back of her throat. Her moan sent vibrations rumbling down myshaft.
I brushed my fingers into her hair, moving a piece out of her face. She continued that way, moving up and down, her cheeks hollowed, head bobbing over my shaft each time she withdrew, leaving a slick path. Her knees shifted back and forth atop therice.
“Are your knees okay, Shorty?” I asked. She moaned in response, taking me deeper in her mouth. My hips jerked and she sucked harder, drawing me in fast, her teeth scraping against my sensitive skin. From that position, still on her knees, my dick in her mouth, she looked up at me, eyes nearly as wet and wide as her lips. I watched as she stroked my cock with her wet mouth, taking every inch I had to give her. Fuck me, I was going tocome.
I took a deep breath, glancing at my watch. She had twenty more seconds before her time wasup.
I threaded my fingers through her hair, tugging at her roots gently. If she didn’t stop soon—no, not soon, now—I was going to come down her pretty, little throat. Which would be fine… great, even. Except if I did that, then I couldn’t come all over her pretty, little pussyinstead.
I unthreaded my fingers from her hair and dropped them hard to her shoulders, jerking her back and away from me, I hissed. “Time’s up. On the bed. On your hands and knees.Now.”
