Something sparks inside me at his words.
Full control.
The powerful man is willing to give up the one thing he craves, for me. Control.
“You’ll do anything I say?”
“Anything.” He confirms.
I hesitate for a moment. Can I really do this? Can I really take control?
“You hold the power here, Baby. You always have. Now take hold of it and show me what you’ve got. Give into your desires.”
Fuck.
I am so turned on right now, I can barely think.
“Ok.”
He strolls us over to the bedroom. Kicking the door open with his foot and places me down on to my feet. A wide grin spreads across his face. This man never ceases to amaze me.
“On the bed,” I try my hardest to sound stern, I’m trembling with a mixture of excitement and nerves.
He strolls over to the bed and turns to sit on the edge.
“Wait.” I panic and shout.
He stops immediately.
“I need you to take my clothes off,” I say whilst biting my thumb. He doesn’t wait. He stalks over to me and slowly peels off my leggings. I put my arms up as he peels off my jumper. A wicked grin meets me as my head pops out from the material.
“Your turn,” I tease.
He rips his clothes off and throws them into a heap on the floor, turning his back to me, his ripped tattooed back and his firm perky butt teasing me as he walks towards the bed, jumping dramatically backward onto the mattress with his arms wide.
His cock is already standing to attention, the veins protruding. I can see the glistening of pre-cum. I lick my lips.
“You can’t touch me, not anywhere unless I tell you to,” I say, sounding as powerful as I can. He grunts and nods his head, digging his fingers into the duvet. He’s already struggling, power rushes through me.
“I need something to blindfold you with.”
“A tie. There are loads in the closet.” He grits out.
I quickly pick out the first black tie I can find, the silky material brushing against my fingertips. Keller is still on the bed, his chest just heaving up and down as he waits for me. I clamber onto the bed and straddle him, purposely brushing my dripping sex over his cock. Just that alone sends pleasure to my core.
“Lift your head.”
His eyes, now almost black, meet mine, and he’s biting his bottom lip so hard I’m shocked he’s not bleeding. I fix the blindfold and drop a quick kiss to his lips.
“Jesus Baby, you’re killing me already,” he groans.
I smile in response.
I plant wet kisses all the way down his perfect body, kissing each rock hard abs as I do. Until I reach his property of Sienna tattoo. I can’t help but hum in appreciation of his gesture. It’s hot as fuck seeing my name there in dark ink.
Mine. I love it.
I slowly lick across the tattoo. He knows exactly what I’m doing and a deep groan fills the room. I slide down him slowly and take a position on my knees between his legs, his cock throbbing under my palm. I lick the moisture from the top and his whole body vibrates.
“Fuck,” he mutters and I smile.
Taking him between my lips, his salty taste swirling around my mouth as he hits the back of my throat. Curling my tongue around as I bob up and down, I close my eyes and feel pleasure bubbling throughout me I can’t stop muffled moans from escaping my lips as I relish being so filled with his cock.
When I start caressing his balls, his hips thrust up and down to meet my movements. I push down hard on him to signal him to stop. This moment is all mine. His balls seize in my hands, and I know he’s close. His breathing is frantic. He’s pulsing in my mouth.
With one final suck, I lift myself back up and climb off the bed, watching his knuckles turn white as he tries so hard to remain in control of himself. It’s a perfect sight, but I need a release.
I have an idea.
I clamber back over him on all fours until my breasts sweep past his face and I keep going, settling in a seated position, my pussy hovering right above his mouth.
“Baby, please.” He cries out, tipping his head back into the bed to try and reach me somehow. I can’t help but giggle watching him. I slowly lower myself onto his face, taking the weight in my forearms, careful not to suffocate the starving blindfolded man beneath me.
His tongue connects instantly with my clit. My whole body rushes with intense pleasure. I moan in response to him. Fuck, even blindfolded this man can still find my clit. He’s perfect.
He laps me up ferociously, like a man starved. I ride his face to meet the pace of his tongue, my toes curling as the blood rushes to my head.
“Fucking sit on me, Baby. I need more. I don’t care if I can’t fucking breathe, just sit the fuck down.”
That lights the spark that sets me over the edge. I need this. I press my ass down as far as I can, his nose digging into my pubic area as he starts to suck and bite my pussy. My eyes roll back in my head as he eats me up like his last meal.
“Use your fingers,” I moan, my eyes rolling to the back of my head. I’m so fucking close, I just need him to tip me over the edge. Two fingers slide into me and that sets me off. I come like I never have before. I can barely see as I ride his face and his fingers, soaking up the pleasure that’s setting me on fire. I lean forward giving him some space to breathe as I catch my breath, panting above him.
“Fuck Baby, that was perfect.”
My limbs are still trembling as I make my way back down his body, inching up his blindfold. I want to see all of him. His eyes hit me straight in the heart. Pure love greets me. I can’t help it, I crash my mouth to his, my sweet taste still covering his lips, and grind my pussy over his cock.
“Please let me fuck you, Baby. I can’t take it anymore.” The pain in his voice almost makes me feel sorry for him.
I push myself up and he squeezes his eyes shut. I find the tip of his cock and slide myself onto him, his cock filling me up perfectly as I stretch around him. I feel so full I let out a gasp at the feeling, still sensitive from my last orgasm.
“Fuck.” He groans, his mouth searching for mine.
“I want you to choke me,” I blurt out. His eyes fly to mine, his eyebrow raised. I keep slowly pumping up and down on his cock as he stares at me, open mouthed.
“Not just grabbing my throat, I want to feel like I’m dying. I want to only feel you fucking me into oblivion. Can you do that for me?”
Nerves pit in my stomach as I wait for him to answer. The last time I suggested this with Jamie he was disgusted.
“Oh fuck yes. Fuck.” He runs his hand aggressively over his face.
My cheeks flush in response.
“If it’s too much or you feel like you might pass out, tap my chest, okay?”
“Yes.” I say confidently.
His hand moves to my neck, softly stroking along my collarbones as he then wraps his hand all the way around my throat and squeezes. My body reacts by trying to suck in a deep breath through my mouth. The air doesn’t make it to my lungs and my eyes go wide. My body is screaming for air. He ups the thrusts now, violently pounding into me. Blood thumps in my ears as he squeezes his hand tighter.
“Relax Baby,” he softly whispers in my ear.
The soothing sound of his voice makes my muscles relax a little, the panic that was building subsiding for a second. The grip on my throat loosens slightly for a second.
“Breathe in a little for me, Princess,” he whispers.
I do as he says, the little bit of oxygen reaching my lungs. As soon as his hand wraps back around my neck even tighter, the only thing I can feel is his cock hitting that sweet spot and the hand closing around my windpipe. I’m balanced on the edge between, fighting for one to take over.
His other hand finds my clit and pinches hard. Shockwaves zip through my veins, and I’m hitting sensory overload. My lungs are now screaming for air. I claw at his hand around my neck; I need air. It’s all too much. I’m about to come and pass out at the same time. Fuck.
The tightness around my neck is gone, and I fall forward, desperately gasping for breath. Keller gently kisses next to my lips as his hands now squeeze my ass checks, pushing them down on his cock, as he pounds into me.
“Come for me, Baby”
That’s enough to shatter me. Everything goes black as stars fill my vision. Keller swears in my ear as he makes his final thrust. Warm liquid spills out of me and down my thighs. My breathing is still erratic, my lungs, hell, my whole body, is on fire.
“Baby, look at me.”
Our sweaty bodies are still stuck together. I meet his worried eyes. They’re searching mine, making sure I’m okay.
“That was fucking perfect, Champ. Thank you.” I say with a smile. He moves a stray hair from my face and cups my cheek.
“You are perfect. That was the hottest thing I’ve ever experienced. I’m speechless.”
A chuckle escapes me and I bring my lips over his and lay on top of him, never wanting to leave this moment.
