“Jesus,” I hissed. “I fuckin’ love it.”
She pushed against my chest. “Wait, I got something else.” She walked next to the bed, opening her nightstand and pulling something from inside.
“What?” I asked, a little worried about what she was adding to the outfit. Anything more and I’d explode in my pants.
“These,” she whispered, holding up two sets of handcuffs and a crop. Her smile was wide, almost touching her eyes. “I thought we could get a little adventurous.”
“Doll, I’m going to show you adventurous.” I beckoned her with my finger.
“No way, James Caldo. This is my show.”
“I’m not following,” I said, wondering when she thought she had the reins.
“You want my sweet pussy?” she asked, sliding the crop up her legs and stopping at her G-string.
“More than I want air,” I replied, pushing my pants down. “Get your ass over here.”
“I’m in charge tonight, Jimmy,” she drawled, hitting her leg with the crop.
“What?” I asked, shaking my head.
“I get to boss your sexy ass around. That’s the deal. I get to play too.”
“Fuck,” I said, my balls aching for release. “Whatever you want, doll. I just need to be inside you.” I walked toward her, kicking off my pants.
“Not so fast, mister,” she growled, holding the crop out and hitting me in the chest. “I didn’t tell you to strip yet.”
I bit my lip, keeping the laugh I felt coming from escaping. “Izzy,” I said.
“Strip, and make it good or I’ll have to give you ten lashes.” She grinned, sitting on the bed and leaning back.
I couldn’t bring myself to correct her on the type of impact a crop inflicted. “Yes, Izzy,” I growled, slowly lowering my pants to my ankles.
“Mistress,” she croaked, the corner of her mouth turning up.
“Mistress?” I asked, stopping my movement and staring at her.
“I like the sound of it.” She shrugged, causing her tits to pop out of the corset a little more.
I continued with my striptease, dancing around the room and teasing her the best I could. It didn’t take long for me to undress, since I only had on jeans and a t-shirt.
“Such a letdown,” she whispered, shaking her head and pursing her lips.
“Hey,” I said.
A loud slap echoed in the room as I felt a pinch on my hip. Looking down, I saw the crop retreating from my body. “You did it too quick.” She laughed.
“I did not,” I said.
She swatted me again and giggled.
“You hit me one more time for no reason and I’m going to take you over my knee and spank your ass,” I growled, stalking toward her.
“James,” she murmured. “I didn’t say you could touch me.”
“Izzy, I’m about two seconds from coming just looking at you. Get your ass naked and suck my dick.”
“Tsk, tsk,” she said, placing the heel of her shoe against my abdomen. “Get on your knees and eat my pussy,” she commanded, pointing to the floor between her legs with the crop.
That was an order I’d gladly follow. I dropped to my knees, pulling her body forward, and ripped the G-string from her body. Placing her legs over my shoulder, I leaned in and licked her. She flinched and whimpered, “James.”
I held her waist, keeping her in place as I latched on to her wetness. Groaning, I devoured her as she writhed under my hands.
“Harder,” she chanted, pushing her pussy against my face.
I obeyed, driving her closer to the edge. I listened to her breathing, waiting until the right moment to pull away.
“Don’t stop,” she demanded, looking at me with an evil glare.
I smirked, going back to feasting on her as I inserted two fingers into her depths. Curling my fingers, I stroked her from the inside and licked at her clit like a man possessed. All I wanted to do was jam my dick inside her. I’d give her this moment to feel in control before I took over.
“Yes, yes!” she shouted, her entire body growing rigid. “Fuck,” she hissed, trying to pull away.
I didn’t relent, sucking harder while flicking her with my tongue. “Another,” I murmured against her pussy, sending her spiraling into a second orgasm.
I backed away, wiping her juices from my face. “Your playtime is over, doll,” I growled, pulling her off the bed like a rag doll and impaling her with my dick.
“James,” she screeched as I filled her, throwing her head back and gasping.
“So fuckin’ good,” I groaned, pausing to gain my bearings. “Don’t move,” I said, holding her back in my hands.