Was I standing behind you, arm around your waist, pulling you into me, while kissing your neck and teasingly exploring the south with my other hand?
Were you getting wet? Started dripping? Letting out soft moans in my ear while trying to push my hand in place while slowly rocking those hips pushing back on my hard dick?
Great, because as your one hand is trying to push my hand in place, your other grabs me and grips it tight. While yes, it’ll hurt me, it’s where you can smile because that’s where you take control.
You might like being taken, but there is only so much teasing you can take, and as your one hand is trying push my hand in place, your other grab me, grip it tight. While yes, it’ll hurt me, it’s where you can smile, thinking you’re about to get what you want.
Oh, and I’d want you to take control, but I’d still wouldn’t make it easy; I’d still resist. I like a little pain, and I like a challenge. So, I’ll finally let my hand go down on you and see who breaks first.
I'll just have to keep edging to make it a little more challenging while you still fight for that control. You’re about to cum and give in and I just stop. You’ll instantly start debating if you want control, and I’ll start again, knowing that I still want you in control, but I still don’t want to give it up that easy. Aaanndd, I’ll stop again, and that’s where you break.
Oh, I want you begging! Then I’ll push you to the bed. Grabbing your hips, caressing slowly up both sides of your body. You feel me at your entrance as I bend and start kissing up your back. You feel it getting closer as I lean into you, moving your hair aside, kissing the back of your neck, and start nibbling on your ear, and as bit down a little. That little bit of pain sends you over pleading with me to fuck you. You feel my hips wind back a little, lining you up, and I start entering quickly but then just as quickly, stop at tip. I’ll pause until you can’t wait any longer and try wiggling back into me. I’ll go with a quick little thrust but not much further than the tip and slowly, slowly start backing out, still caressing you, leaving one last debate of taking control.
