Shifting my legs, I lean into the table giving you one last subtle view of what you have wanted but couldn’t touch for the last hour. Licking my lips, I pull the bottom one between my teeth and meet your eyes with a mischievous grin. Cocking your eyebrow my stomach flips knowing I have played well beyond my limits. You round the table and goosebumps cover my skin as your fingers feather my shoulders and pull back my chair.
Hmmmm.... I can play just a bit more under the protection of the restaurant. Letting my napkin fall as I stand, I position myself in front of you and bend to retrieve it. Letting my curves creep their way up your legs and nestle into your body for a second too long, I flippantly toss the napkin on the table. The chuckle in my ear hitches my breath.... “Feeling brave, are we Kitten?”
“Mmmmm.....” crosses my lips as the sides turn up. Your hand securing its place on the small of my back leads me out the door, the night air awakening my skin as the cold wraps around me. But it’s not the cold that makes me shudder. It’s what I know is coming.
I let my mind wander as I feel your fingers make their way up and down my arm until the ding of the elevator brings reality into focus.
My heels clicking on the ground you have let yourself fall back a pace... I take full advantage and let my hips lead into a graceful sway with each step, bringing my hand to the front of my dress I use the friction and let it raise just enough to drive you mad.
I stop at the car like I know I am supposed to and wait for you to open the door. I don’t hear you, but I don’t move. I know what is expected of me, a gust of wind whistles through the garage and carries a strand of my hair with it and I find my hand reaching instinctually to tuck it behind my ear. Just as I raise it eye level, with a speed to match the desire of the moment, my arm is secured behind me, so far that my shoulder immediately feels the ache. I am spun facing you and immediately my wide eyes find the floor. I know that look. “No more playing, Kitten.” Echos through the garage...
Mere seconds pass as my back is pressed against the cold metal of the car. Your feet give a swift kick and my legs are spread. Sucking in a quick breath as my body takes the shock of the cold metal against my skin, a swift flick of your wrist rids me of my panties and your cock impales me.... easily sinking through my drenched lips. My leg lifted and anchored around you I let my head fall back relishing what I have been craving.
Fuck. Hissing in a breath you fist my hair and anchor yourself for a hard fuck. I can’t catch my breath as you rub the spot that drives me mad. Desperate for more, like a greedy bitch, I rocked back and forth, dragging myself up and down your shaft, meeting every thrust. My clit pressed against you, I roll my hips against you, forgetting everything except the pressure building. “Please....” leaves my as I close my eyes lost in the moment.
Instantly your hand comes up and seizes my neck. My eyes fly open in a panic, your face finds me and my heart races. You squeeze... my warning... my reminder... my safe place... my belonging. “No....” Frowning full of question, I bite my lip and try to stop the crash around me. You haven’t slowed your pace. Your eyes pierce through me. The sound of our bodies slapping with each thrust makes me weak.
“Please, Sir..... I can’t.... oh God....” my back leaves the car as I arch my body into you. Closing my eyes I feel my body start to release again when you grab my face and squeeze... making me meet your eyes again.
Without even so much as a pause, breathing in an inch away from my face you whisper, “You will take every fucking drop... and you are not allowed to cum or you will be punished. You will remember this next time you push your boundaries Kitten...”
My eyes never leave yours as your cock pulses inside me, your moan makes my stomach flip leaving me full but hungry for more. With a twinkle in your eye you are gone as fast as you came. Chuckling at the shock on my face as you open my car door I hear your words, “If you are a good girl and don’t spill a drop on the drive home.... you might find the reward is worth the wait.”
Quickly squeezing my legs closed, I clench in my prize and find my words with a smile: “yes, Sir...”
I love date night.....
