Cristal Blue (Sweet Valentine Treat's) by Suzy Ayers Page B

She tugged at the belt loop of his jeans and she saw the outline of his desire as she stood there. She pushed his hat back a little and he leaned down to kiss her.
    Gentle and soft his tongue slid across her lips slowly, she wanted so much more in that kiss. He’s teasing me . He removed his hat, since it got in the way.
    She reached up to his neck pulled his lips harder to her own, but he remained firm in his stance. He set the pace, forced her to go slower and kept his body from hers. I’m fucking horny. I’ll show you who’s in charge.
    “Come on.” She slammed the car door and locked it.
    They took the elevator up in awkward silence, but she smiled. She knew exactly what she was going to do to this beautifully chiseled cowboy. She unlocked the door and closed it behind her. They walked into the semi-clean apartment. It wasn’t much but it was her; it was home.
    “Do you normally pick up random men?”
    She tilted her head and narrowed her eyes. “Do you normally get into random women’s cars?”
    He smiled. “I deserved that.”
    “Yes you do and so much more.” She bit her index finger. “So do you think you can handle me?” She removed his hat that he had strategically held in front of his crotch to hide his excitement.
    “Not sure what that means pretty lady.”
    “Lady, I am not.” She pushed him back closer to her bed. He looked a little startled. “I’m not going to hurt you much . I promise in the end to please you. But first, first you must please me.” She raised her eyebrows as if it were a question.
    “And here I thought I was your Valentine treat.” He teased.
    “Oh you are. Eye candy.” She licked her lips as she unbuttoned his shirt. Could she really be seeing this? Eight sections of abs that tapered down. There goes that drool again. “Damn.” She whispered. He reached for her. “Oh no you don’t.” She scolded. “I need you to answer me.” She grabbed a rope from her nightstand slash naughty drawer and returned her stance in front of him.
    “I-” his eyes looked worried; nervous.
    She stepped towards him. “Please I need this bad. It’s been so long.”
    He nodded slowly still unnerved.
    She pulled a wooden chair over and tied his wrists behind him. “What do you want me to do?” He asked as she straddled him. Yum, he smells so nice, sweet and masculine.
    “I’m going to change. I’ll be right back.” She kissed his lips gently.
    She had one of those old fashioned screens and she changed behind it; propped her other clothes over top. She came out with a sailor hat, a navy blue wrap dress, and navy stilettos. He let out a long whistle as her heels clacked across the wooden floor.
    “Sorry . I don’t have any Marine attire.” She winked as she bent over in front of him and put her fingers under his chin. She went to get something else beside her bed, behind him.
    “Girl , you’d look good in anything. Get over here.”
    She went back to hi m and put her foot on the chair. She slid her stiletto under so it grazed his crotch, still trapped by his jeans. His eyes opened wide from the pinch. “It’s Mistress Cristal and I give the orders.” She looked down at him as her foot pressed on his crotch; she saw him gulp. His eyes glanced to her hand at the small crop in it and then dart to her intense eyes fixated on him.
    “Yes ma’am, I-I mean Mistress.”
    She smiled.
    He was tense, so tense.
    “Relax Spencer.” She released him from the pain and sat on one leg. She kissed his, soft clean shaven face it felt so nice along her hands and lips. Normally she tried not to use their names, no attachments. She pulled away; nipped along his jaw line.
    “Mistress may I ha ve my hands?” He yanked at the ropes that contained him to chair.
    He moved his leg, as she slid against it. She moaned at the sensation of the secret pearls rolled beneath her pussy. “Not yet.” She whispered. She liked to ensure they knew she was in control. She moaned as more pleasure raked