Control

Shane

Her lips part and I see the fire flash in her eyes as she contemplates fighting me on it. To my pleasant surprise, she holds eye contact as she lowers herself to her knees. I groan internally as I watch her listen. As I look down at her I take in the dip of her chest as she exhales, the mouth watering curve of her plump breasts, and her sweet thighs. Her knees pale against the cold hard floor. Satisfaction washes over me knowing that she’s taking that little bit of pain for me. I want to tell her how well she’s doing but I can’t, not yet.

I want to tell her to pull my pants down and watch her jump at the command. The thought of watching her excited fingers as they pull and tug as she gets my cock out has me wanting to pull her to her feet and bending her over the seat. There’s a hunger in her eyes that matches mine. I can tell from the way her throat bobs as she swallows that she’s thinking the same thing.

Instead of giving the two of us what we want I lower my hands until they’