Listening to him tell her what he wanted in that deep, mellow voice had her nipples hard and aching, her honey flowing. The thin strip of silk and lace that chafed her slit was sopping wet. Her fingers trembling, Andi unfastened her skirt and let down the zipper inch by inch. A little shimmy of her hips to the rhythm of a slow, sensual jazz piece on the stereo sent the silk shantung fabric slithering down her thighs and calves.
Gray’s sharp intake of breath hinted that he liked the garter belt she’d bought to match the bra and thong. A lot. “You shaved your pussy.”
“I promised I would.” She ran a finger under the sheer silk thong, pulled it aside to give him a better view of her pale, smooth mound that she’d had it waxed at a salon the day before yesterday for his pleasure. Andi glanced at his lap, smiled at the impressive bulge pressing against the lightweight wool of his suit pants. “Will you help me keep it smooth?”
“Oh, yeah, baby. Slide that soaked thong down your gorgeous legs and turn around. Show me your round, firm ass. Think about me putting my cock there. Or in your pussy. Imagine me ramming it down your throat. Picture me coming in you, spurting until you think it’s never going to stop.”
“Yesss. Whatever you want.” Incredibly aroused at his soft-spoken order, Andi turned. Wanting to give him a show he’d never forget, she braced her feet apart—far enough apart that when she bent over, Gray couldn’t help getting a good look at her silky, dripping slit. Her mouth watered at the thought of taking his huge, pulsating cock and sucking him dry…having him invade every orifice, plunder every square inch of her body with his hands and mouth and…
“Your clit is so swollen. So wet, it glistens in the light. Take off your bra and play with your breasts for me. Pretend it’s my hands cupping them, my fingers tugging those rosy, hard nipples until they send shards of sensation straight to your hot little cunt. That’s it.” His sharp intake of breath revealed he wasn’t as detached as he wanted to appear. “Now turn around. I want to see your face.”
Andi whimpered. God but he was driving her to the edge. Driving her to forget about submitting. To take control, crawl onto his lap and impale herself on his hard, male shaft. When she turned and saw he’d freed his sex, she could barely restrain herself from ignoring his order and going on her knees. She wanted desperately to pay homage to his huge, gorgeous cock. To taste the creamy drop of lubrication lodged in its dimpled slit. She longed to roll his testicles between her palms, experience the velvety softness of his scrotum.
With one powerful hand he stroked his cock, taunting her. Making her crazy to make him take her now. “Do it. Play with your nipples. Spread your legs apart so I can watch your honey flow. But don’t come yet.”
Her pussy twitched and gushed more slick, hot liquid down the insides of her thighs to wet the tops of her silk stockings. Her cheeks grew hot—as hot as the rest of her. She couldn’t take her eyes off his cock. Her cock now. Yet letting her touch him now apparently wasn’t in his game plan.
His searing, one-eyed gaze enthralled her, made her pussy clench and spasm. Her clit throbbed, hardening to a painful bundle of nerves under his stoic scrutiny. She pinched her nipples harder, imagining it was his callused fingers on her flesh and welcoming the pain that took her mind off her need to come.
“I want to touch you, too,” she murmured, her mouth dry from looking…wanting…needing…
“Later, baby. Now I want to watch you come. Touch your clit and come for me.”
Mindless, she slid one hand down her body, over her belly, over the unaccustomed smoothness of her mound, to her swollen, sopping labia. Her palm brushed her pouting clit, sent undulating shock waves straight to her womb. She spread her labia, brushed her clit fully, pinched it gently between her thumb and finger while she
Gray’s sharp intake of breath hinted that he liked the garter belt she’d bought to match the bra and thong. A lot. “You shaved your pussy.”
“I promised I would.” She ran a finger under the sheer silk thong, pulled it aside to give him a better view of her pale, smooth mound that she’d had it waxed at a salon the day before yesterday for his pleasure. Andi glanced at his lap, smiled at the impressive bulge pressing against the lightweight wool of his suit pants. “Will you help me keep it smooth?”
“Oh, yeah, baby. Slide that soaked thong down your gorgeous legs and turn around. Show me your round, firm ass. Think about me putting my cock there. Or in your pussy. Imagine me ramming it down your throat. Picture me coming in you, spurting until you think it’s never going to stop.”
“Yesss. Whatever you want.” Incredibly aroused at his soft-spoken order, Andi turned. Wanting to give him a show he’d never forget, she braced her feet apart—far enough apart that when she bent over, Gray couldn’t help getting a good look at her silky, dripping slit. Her mouth watered at the thought of taking his huge, pulsating cock and sucking him dry…having him invade every orifice, plunder every square inch of her body with his hands and mouth and…
“Your clit is so swollen. So wet, it glistens in the light. Take off your bra and play with your breasts for me. Pretend it’s my hands cupping them, my fingers tugging those rosy, hard nipples until they send shards of sensation straight to your hot little cunt. That’s it.” His sharp intake of breath revealed he wasn’t as detached as he wanted to appear. “Now turn around. I want to see your face.”
Andi whimpered. God but he was driving her to the edge. Driving her to forget about submitting. To take control, crawl onto his lap and impale herself on his hard, male shaft. When she turned and saw he’d freed his sex, she could barely restrain herself from ignoring his order and going on her knees. She wanted desperately to pay homage to his huge, gorgeous cock. To taste the creamy drop of lubrication lodged in its dimpled slit. She longed to roll his testicles between her palms, experience the velvety softness of his scrotum.
With one powerful hand he stroked his cock, taunting her. Making her crazy to make him take her now. “Do it. Play with your nipples. Spread your legs apart so I can watch your honey flow. But don’t come yet.”
Her pussy twitched and gushed more slick, hot liquid down the insides of her thighs to wet the tops of her silk stockings. Her cheeks grew hot—as hot as the rest of her. She couldn’t take her eyes off his cock. Her cock now. Yet letting her touch him now apparently wasn’t in his game plan.
His searing, one-eyed gaze enthralled her, made her pussy clench and spasm. Her clit throbbed, hardening to a painful bundle of nerves under his stoic scrutiny. She pinched her nipples harder, imagining it was his callused fingers on her flesh and welcoming the pain that took her mind off her need to come.
“I want to touch you, too,” she murmured, her mouth dry from looking…wanting…needing…
“Later, baby. Now I want to watch you come. Touch your clit and come for me.”
Mindless, she slid one hand down her body, over her belly, over the unaccustomed smoothness of her mound, to her swollen, sopping labia. Her palm brushed her pouting clit, sent undulating shock waves straight to her womb. She spread her labia, brushed her clit fully, pinched it gently between her thumb and finger while she
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