i love taking my time before i ever touch you, letting the attention sit heavy instead. i watch the way you shift beneath me, restless already. i stay just out of reach on purpose. letting my gaze do the work, letting the silence stretch until you’re hyperaware of yourself. “impatient, baby? already struggling” you try to move but i stop you immediately “stay still”. i finally spread your legs apart, trailing kisses up your thighs, dangerously close to where you actually need me. “there you go” i trace slow circles over your nipples, making you shiver, watching how honest your reactions get the second you stop pretending you’re in control. i touch you softly over your underwear and you tremble. “that sensitive?” i murmur you buck your hips, trying to get more, and i pull everything away again. “did i say you could move” i slide my fingers between your folds and you let out a sharp gasp, feeling every second of it. “you’re soaking already” you nod. “all that for me?” i smile. “i barely touched you, sweetheart” you try to speak, voice breaking. “please… i need you” brave. that does it. i ease my fingers in slowly, not rushing, letting you react to every inch. “i’m right here” i murmur. “good girl. you’re taking me so well” i curl my fingers just enough to make you whimper, watching your body answer before your pretty mouth does. you start to move again, chasing it, and i pull back just a fraction. “forgetting how to behave?” my tone stays gentle, which somehow makes it worse. “freeze” you obey, trembling. “that’s it. so perfect when you follow orders” you notice me bring out the vibrator and close your eyes in anticipation, already knowing. i let you feel it there before i turn it on. your thighs tense immediately. “yeah?” i tease. “you like knowing i’m in control, don’t you” when i finally turn it on, you gasp, your whole body tightening as my fingers move again. “look at you” i whisper. “so torn. can’t decide what you want more” i add another finger, stretching you carefully. “but you’re doing amazing” you’re shaking now, begging under your breath. “please… let me” “not yet” i say, cruel in the timing. watching you get more desperate by the minute. “i’ve got you, let go when i say” when i finally give permission, it’s gentle. “take a deep breath” my pace picks up and i can feel you losing it. “okay, baby. go ahead” you finally cum, moaning, clenching around my fingers as i hold you through it. “that’s it” i whisper. “i know, baby. i know, let it all out for me” i don’t stop until you’re shaking. I smooth your hair back, adding a forehead kiss “that’s my good girl”
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