Cate Blanchett One Shots

She's underneath you

Imagine Cate begging for release

Your lips descended on Cate's, pulling her into a rough kiss. You were straddling her keeping her pressed against the bear skin rug below. The fire roared next to them and an empty bottle of wine lay on the floor where it had been rapidly discarded in their haste to be entwined once more. Your tongue slid along her bottom lip seeking entrance. Cate immediately let you. Your tongue mapped out her mouth feeling the vibrations as she moaned. Your mouths disconnected and you moved down to pepper kisses along her jawline leaving small bruises and bite marks. Your mouth travelled down as one hand worked on the buttons of her summer dress she was wearing. You pulled it apart laying a kiss on her collar bone and tearing of her bra with your hands. Your eyes centered on her erect nipple. One of your fingers twisted the hardened nub releasing a huge moan from Cate's mouth. Your mouth also began to work on the other one eliciting groans from Cate. You loved to hear her. It always managed to make you more aroused. She bucked against your thigh like and animal in heat desperate for your touch. Your kiss slowed as you smiled viciously at her needy whimper. She wanted you. Your fingers stayed on her nipples as you began to nip at the skin of her abdomen roughly thrusting your tongue in her belly button. Another whimper. You licked a long path down her front reaching the hem of her pants. You looked at her and winked before leaning back down. Your teeth set to work tearing of her lacy underwear. You moved slowly. Your touch feather light. You wanted her on the edge. Teetering on an orgasm. When you were done with her she was going to be a mess.

You bit down on her thigh revelling in the throaty moan. You moved further up slightly, biting down again as the metallic taste of her blood filled your mouth. You hummed against her skin. Her hands were tightly twisted in the rug and you pulled them up straddling her. You stood walking over to a cabinet in the corner of the room. You pulled out a satin ribbon, silky but strong. You pulled her hands above her head, wrapping her hands in the material and tying them to the heavy armchair behind you. Cate let out a needy whine. You were straddling her, grinding into her wet core. You could almost smell her arousal. She was soaked in it. You had also brought across a bottle of whiskey and a very very strong vibrator that was sure to send her over the edge in minutes. You opened the bottle. It was good whiskey. Bowmore, 50 years. It was worth the 50k in your opinion. You slipped off the lid dipping your finger in the bottle and shoving it roughly in Cate's mouth. "Suck it" you demanded in a gravely voice deepened by arousal. Her tongue went to work eagerly pulling the long didget further into her mouth. You grabbed the bottle bringing it to your own lips and taking a gulp. You moaned. Definitely worth it. You placed the bottle on the side grabbing Cate by the throat, constricting her airflow. She choked slightly. "Mmm.. Baby needs to beg". "Please...please...fuck me...make it so I can't feel my legs...make me see stars". Her begging turned you on even more. She was dependant. So submissive. She was yours. You smirked.

Another couple of swigs of the whiskey later and your head was between her legs biting teasingly on the inside of her thigh. You pulled the vibe, towards you and placed it in between your lips. You turned it on and placed it on her lips. A low groan escaped her mouth. You roughly pushed the toy deep into her feeling her legs shaking around your head. You fiddled with the remote turning it on a low setting. So low that it could barely be felt but would drive her mad for hours if left. Obviously you weren't going to do that but oh well. It was a nice thought for another time. She whined. You straddled her, placing your lips on her sharp collar bone. You bit down sucking on the skin. Your sharp teeth bit down into place creamy flesh. You pulled away, watching a single crimson drop roll down her chest. You watched it fascinated. Your fingernails had long since extended into razor sharp claws and you gently ran a finger along the column of her neck. A soft red line appeared and Cate let out a guttural moan. "You...you are beautiful...squirming beneath me...feeling your warmth beneath mine...listening to you choking as you beg for me" you whispered in her ear, licking the shell teasingly. You turned it up another level. "You'll be begging for it begging for release". Another level. "You'll be crying out". Another one. "It'll be the longest most satisfying orgasm ever". Another one. "You'll cry". One more. "You'll scream". One notch away from the highest. "You'll beg and on the count of 3 you can cum".  On the highest now and Cate was twisting an turning feeling the impending climax upon her. "1 beg for your master".
"Please ..please". She sounded desperate. "2 again" "Please..please let me cum". "3" you whispered and Cate came. It was like fireworks exploding. "I love you" you whispered. And you did. She was your world. You took another gulp of whiskey. It had been a good night indeed.
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