Chapter 144
I’ll need to make sure that I’m careful with how hard I push him, especially this first time, but I already have some ideas of what I want to do.
As his pants drop to the floor, I slide my fingers over his perfect ass, watching his body shiver with the sensation.
He kicks his clothes aside and stands, waiting for me as I come to stand in front of him.
“Now take off my clothes,” I tell him. “Slowly.”
He does, his fingers caressing my skin as he slides my t–shirt over my head. He unhooks my bra, his fingers sliding over my arms as he pushes it off my body. Then he crouches in front of me, untying my shoes, then pulling them off, before unbuttoning my jeans while still crouched in front of me.
I watch him, sliding my fingers through his hair as he carefully pulls my jeans and panties down, helping me to step out of them.
“I want to kiss your pussy. I want to taste you,” he says, staring
at it.
“No,” I tell him, putting my fingers under his chin with enough pressure to make him stand up. “Go lie on the bed, face up.”
While he does, I go to his closet and find two belts. If he wants. to give up control, this will be a very clear, consistent reminder that he’s not in charge.
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When I come back out, I show him the belts. “Put your hands over your head,” I keep my voice soft but firm.
He stares at the belts, then looks up at me. Something flashes in his eyes before he complies with my request. He’s struggling with this, but willing to trust me. When his hands are over his head, I use one belt to restrain his wrists, making sure it’s tight enough that he can’t get out of it, but not so tight that he’ll rub himself raw. Then I use the second belt to strap his restrained hands to the headboard. The entire time I’m doing this, his eyes are on me. I intentionally let my breasts hang in his face, hoping it will help him to focus on something other than what I’m doing. When I stand, I can see that his body is responding to my closeness. I take that as a good sign.
I climb on the bed, straddling him and running my hands over his chest and stomach.
“How is that, Sebastian?”
“A bit intimidating, if I’m being honest.”
“Good. That’s what I was going for.” I can feel his cock getting harder underneath me while his heart rate is still going up.
“You like twatch, right Sebastian?” I ask, my voice close to a
“I like how honest you’re being with me, Sebastian. Would you like to taste my arousal?”
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