“I may of also realized you enjoy shutting me up.” There was no point in pretending that he didn’t enjoy shutting Joey up, or that Joey didn’t enjoy being shut up - it was just a version of foreplay, in all honesty. Where was the fun in kneeling and being good with no bite? Biting was half the fun, anyways. “You keep making these promises, and yet my mouth is less than full.” She pushed on, knowing very well they’d both enjoy him puting her to her knees by her hair and fucking her mouth.
“Hey! I thought I told you not to do that.” She scolded, though her voice was less than firm, and more breathy - the act had been hot as fuck, and she was glad she wasn’t wearing underwear underneath. “You’ll buy me two. For the inconvenience of it all.” She mouthed back to him, but couldn’t stop herself from removing the plaid shirt and the rest of her clothes; no bra, either. Just her very ripped tights, exposing her very wet pussy. But, like Joey, she obeyed one order, but not the other - she didn’t lay down. Instead, she only leaned back half way as she started to touch herself.
“like I said, your mouth looks real pretty with my cock filling it up, shutting you up.” he replied, the mere thought of his cock sliding between pump limps as he fucked her mouth. His thumb slipped into her open mouth though, before moving to lightly grip her throat, squeezing a little harder before he let go. Entirely under control, that much was obvious in the way he moved her, watched her movements to make sure that she wasn’t uncomfortable or scared. Always making sure that his partner was wanting to keep going.
“I thought you of all people would realise I don’t do as I’m told, why should I if you don’t?” he replied with a chuckle, though as she leant back, now finally naked, he let out a small growl beneath his breath -- a rumble in his throat as he took a step forward, running his tongue over his lower lip as he looked at her. “Keep doing that, I’m not going to fuck you.” he threatened, as he moved forward to grip her hips and pulled her hand away from her wet pussy. His own fingers began to toy with her dripping folds, circling her clit roughly before he abruptly stopped and gripped her hips to pick her up and bend her face down over the arm rest of the couch.
As he parted her legs, he smirked down at her, “Hands behind your back.” he commanded, as he slowly undid his belt and undid the top button of his pants, before slowly zipping his pants. Yet, he didn’t release his cock just yet, instead he brought his palm down on her ass with a slap before he knelt down and gripped her ass again, beginning to trail his tongue along her wetness. “I can force you to edge for hours if you fuck about darling... are you going to behave yourself?”