Simple enough… touch myself…
So flippant, you were.
“That pussy isn’t going to fuck itself and i’m not fucking you until you cum for me, bitch”
i was horny as hell but wanted teeth scraping on my back and tongue tasting my skin. i needed fingers tangled up in my hair and a knee buried in between my legs.
“Is something the matter, my dear?”
Sarcasm… a strong suit… i hoped your reading was dreadfully tedious business.
i rolled my head to the side … away from you… and my left fingers clenched at the sheets between us while my right hand tormented my clit.
Petulant… not wanting to give you the satisfaction … i brought myself so quietly there that i managed to nearly ride out that first orgasm without you realizing it… until the shuddering couldn’t be stopped and a whimper escaped my throat.
“Oh, did you think you could sneak one by me, bitch?”
That low laugh… and a smack to my thigh…
“Well, then… that one won’t count.”