Tease Me (Private Listing #4)

“Green.” I tip my head back on his shoulder. Looking into his green eyes, I smirk. “Daddy.”

He lifts me and tosses me face down on the bed, then follows after. Before I can get my legs under myself to scramble away, he grips my hips and pulls them up. He takes my arms behind my back and holds them with one hand.

I’m completely under his control and it’s freeing.

“Some subs hate anal or getting their face fucked, but we both know you get wet for that.” Blake slides his hand over my ass cheek and I brace myself for the smack, craving it.

“That causes a dilemma, doesn’t it?” I huff out a breath. This isn’t the most comfortable position. I definitely can’t do much, which is probably the point. “You could just fuck me, Daddy.”

His chuckle should have warned me. “You’re right. But we can’t take forever, we still have stuff to do.” Leaning over me, he says in my ear, “Stay put or I won’t fuck you.”

He releases my hands and backs off the bed. I can hear him get something out of his jeans. His cell phone drops next to me on the bed. A timer counts down thirty minutes. I don’t need that long to get off.

He kneels behind me and takes my hands in one of his, holding my arms behind my back. His other hand slides over the curve of my ass. Sparks follow his touch like moths to a flame.

His hand comes down with a crack on my ass cheek twice. I draw in a breath and release it.

“What do you think, love?” He rubs my ass cheek, bleeding the pain into pleasure. “Should I spank you for the whole thirty minutes?”

“No, Daddy.” I can’t seem to help myself, and his growl just turns me on more instead of deterring me.

He smacks my other ass cheek twice. Fuck, that feels oddly good. He rubs my sore cheek.

“Maybe I’ll just come on your pussy and ass.” His hand leaves me and I wiggle my bottom.

I can’t see him from this angle, but the motion of the bed and the sounds tell me he’s stroking his cock. My pussy aches with the need to be touched. He holds my hands tight. My eyes go to the timer. Seconds tick away with me just bent over in front of him, naked, exposed.

My pussy is wet and I want to get fucked. The tip of his cock brushes against me. A whimper flows out of me. That one little touch felt so fucking good.

“Want to help me out, tiger?”

I sigh with relief. “Yes.”

He rubs my pussy before his fingers dip inside. I press back against him but he takes his hand away. He slides it down his cock, rubbing my slick on himself.

“Thank you, love.” His words are a little breathy, like he’s close.

I’m glad one of us is enjoying this. The time ticks by as his breathing gets heavy, and the motion of the bed is the only action I’m getting.

All I can think about is his thick cock buried inside me, thrusting, making me come. How good it feels. How full he makes me.

“What do you call me, tiger?”

Fuck. If I say Daddy, pretty sure this is all the excitement I’ll be getting. Part of me really wants to push my luck and call him Daddy anyway, but most of me just wants to feel that cock inside me. To have his cum fill me and not just spill over my ass and pussy.

“This isn’t complicated, love.”

I let out a disgruntled noise. “Easy for you to say. You get to come either way.”

He runs the tip of his cock from my clit to my entrance and back. I gasp at the touch, needing so much more. He draws back again.

“Tease,” I mutter.

“Let’s try this another way. Why do you want to call me Daddy?”

I smile. “Because it makes you smile and playful and growly.”

He grunts. “And?”