So I’d just have to convince her.
I smiled. It wasn't a friendly smile. It was the smile of a predator. A lion who had just spied a particularly juicy gazelle.
With precise movements I rolled up the sleeves of my button-down shirt.
And then I got to work.
I slowly pulled the sheet down off of her very nude, very spread eagle body.
Jesus, but she looked good. Her body was poetry in motion. I’d thought that the first time I saw her, and it still rang true. Curves on curves.
I pulled up something I’d kept hidden just out of sight on the floor. It was an oil. I smirked as I looked at the label. Organic coconut oil.
So Jenny was health conscious. That was adorable.
It was also perfect for my purposes.
I’d found it in the cupboard and had all kinds of ideas… She must use it for baking. I shook my head. Little did she know, it had many, many other uses.
I slowly unscrewed the cap and scooped out a handful with my fingers. Then I knelt at her feet and started to rub it in.
"Hmmmffff!"
She wiggled this way and that, clearly ticklish. I was methodical though. Using both hands to hold her still as I rubbed every inch of her.
She moaned in ecstasy as I worked her arches. Then she grumbled angrily at me again. Then another moan.
I ignored her, slowly massaging my way up her legs to her thighs. For a long time I worked on her thighs, coming close to, but not touching her plump little pussy lips.
Well, maybe a little. Just a light skim with the back of my hand, my fingertips. Enough to make her jump off the bed. Enough to make her tight little slit start to drip.
I licked my lips while staring at her petals.
I knew she was watching me like a hawk.
I leaned forward and blew on her.
Her hips jerked and she let out a little moan.
I started rubbing her hips and belly, bypassing her pussy altogether. I was going to play with her until she was out of her mind. She knew it too.
Oh yes, Jenny had just figured out my plan.
I smirked at the furious look in her eyes. Soon, she'd look different altogether.
She'd look desperate.
I worked my way up and over her rib cage, brushing her nipples once, twice, three times. I moved upward stroking her neck, shoulders and scalp.
And then I started back down again.
Now she was whimpering softy, her body arching under my tender ministrations. This time I caressed her breasts, fondling them and tweaking the nipples, but only for a minute. When I got to the secret place between her legs, I leaned forward and slid my tongue against her.
Just once.
Then I started on her legs again. Finally I knelt at her feet, lightly running my hands up and down the soles. She was writhing on the bed. I knew I should take pity on her, let her speak.
I could at least give her a chance to beg.
But not yet.
I was too pissed off that she’d wanted to dump me. I couldn’t help it. I wanted to make her suffer a little.
And more than that, I wanted to prove a point.
Again, I started massaging my way up her legs. This time when I got to her sopping wet pussy I spent a bit more time licking her. She was whimpering by the time I stopped, lifting my eyes to hers.
I smiled and lowered my head, sucking her clitoris into my mouth. She screamed as I danced my tongue against it rapidly. When I stopped after a few minutes the sound she made was one of pure animal desire.
I smiled as I worked slowly up to her tits again. Now I caressed them fully, suckling one nipple and then the other. She was making urgent sounds, muffled by the panties I’d stuffed in her mouth.
I knew what she wanted and I was not going to give it to her. Instead I spent ten minutes playing with her luscious breasts, driving her to the brink and past it again.
Finally I looked up at her.
She looked flushed and utterly wild.
Perfect.
I smiled.
"Had enough?"
Jenny nodded vigorously.
"Hmmmmfffff!"
I grabbed the edge of her panties and slowly pulled them from her mouth. She panted, staring at me with passion glazed eyes.
"You bastard."
"Uh uh uh. That's no way to get what you are after…"
I held the panties, acting as if I was going to stuff them back into her mouth.
"Please…"
"What do you want? This?"
I dragged my finger down her body to her quivering sex, circling my finger on her clitoris.
"Unnfff… yes…"
"Does that mean you want me?"
"Yes…"
"Say it Jenny. You want me."
"I want you. Please, Slade!"
I pulled my hand away, making her whimper.
"But this was just a one time thing. That's what you said isn't it?"
"Yes- I mean - no! Oh God…"
I traced a lazy circle around her pussy, not quite touching her most sensitive parts. I could see her sex quaking, desperate for my touch.